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  tures,shegavemeice—creamandcake,andtoldmefairy—tales。Shehadawonderfulunderstandingofwhatachildlikes。Therewerehalfadozenwomeninthehousewithher,butIsawnoneofthemnoranyofthemenwhocame。

  Once,whenwehadbecomeverygoodfriendsindeedandmyearlyshynesshaddeparted,I

  foundcouragetoaskherwheretheghostwas——

  theghostthathauntedherhouse。Icanstillseethelookinhereyesastheymetmine。Shetoldmetheghostlivedinherheart,andthatshedidnotliketotalkaboutit,andthatwemustnotspeakofitagain。AfterthatInevermentionedit,butIwasmoredeeplyinterestedthanever,foraghostthatlivedinaheartwasanewkindofghosttomeatthattime,thoughIhavemetmanyofthemsincethen。Duringallourintercoursemymotherneverenteredthehousenextdoor,nordidmymysteriousladyenterourhome;butshecon—

  stantlysentmymothersecretgiftsforthepoorandthesickoftheneighborhood,andshewasalwaysthefirsttoofferhelpforthosewhowereintrouble。

  Manyyearsafterwardmothertoldmeshewasthemostgenerouswomanshehadeverknown,andthatshehadararelybeautifulnature。Ourdepart—

  ureforMichiganbrokeupthefriendship,butIhaveneverforgottenher;andwhenever,inmylaterworkasminister,physician,andsuffragist,Ihavebeenabletohelpwomenoftheclasstowhichshebelonged,Ihavementallyofferedthathelpforcreditinthetragicledgerofherlife,inwhichthecleanandtheblottedpagesweresostrangeacontrast。

  OnemoreincidentofLawrenceImustdescribebeforeIleavethatcitybehindme,asweleftitforeverin1859。WhilewewerestillthereanumberofLawrencemendecidedtogoWest,andamidgreatpublicexcitementtheydepartedinabodyforKansas,wheretheyfoundedthetownofLawrenceinthatstate。Irecalldistinctlythepublicinterestwhichattendedtheirgoing,andthefeelingeveryoneseemedtohavethattheywerepassingforeveroutofthecivilizedworld。Theirfarewellstotheirfriendswereeternal;nooneexpectedtoseethemagain,andmysmallbraingrewdizzyasItriedtoimagineaplacesoremoteastheirdestination。Itwas,Ifinallydecided,attheuttermostendsoftheearth,anditseemedquitepossiblethatthebraveadventurerswhoreacheditmightthendropoffintospace。FiftyyearslaterIwastalkingtoaCali—

  forniagirlwhocomplainedlightlyofthemonotonyofaclimatewherethesunshoneandtheflowersbloomedalltheyeararound。``ButIhadade—

  lightfulchangelastyear,’’sheadded,withanima—

  tion。``IwentEastforthewinter。’’

  ``ToNewYork?’’Iasked。

  ``No,’’correctedtheCaliforniagirl,easily,``toLawrence,Kansas。’’

  Nothing,Ithink,hasevermademefeelquitesooldasthatremark。Thatinmylife,notyet,tomeatleast,alongone,Ishouldseesuchanarcde—

  scribedseemedactuallyoppressiveuntilIrealizedthat,afterall,thearcwasmerelyarainbowoftimeshowinghowgloriouslyrealizedwerethehopesoftheLawrencepioneers。

  ThemovetoMichiganmeantacompleteup—

  heavalinourlives。InLawrencewehadaroundusthefineflowerofNewEnglandcivilization。Wechildrenwenttoschool;ourparents,thoughtheywereinveryhumblecircumstances,wereassociatedwiththeleadingspiritsandthebigmovementsoftheday。WhenwewenttoMichiganwewenttothewilderness,tothewildpioneerlifeofthosetimes,andwewerealloldenoughtokeenlyfeelthechange。

  MyfatherwasoneofanumberofEnglishmenwhotookuptractsinthenorthernforestsofMichigan,withtheolddreamofestablishingacolonythere。

  Noneofthesemenhadtheleastpracticalknowledgeoffarming。Theywerecitymenorfollowersoftradeswhichhadnoconnectionwithfarmlife。

  Theywentstraightintothethicktimber—land,in—

  steadofgoingtotherichandwaitingprairies,andtheycrownedthisinitialmistakebycuttingdownthesplendidtimberinsteadoflettingitstand。

  Thusbird’s—eyemapleandotherbeautifulwoodswereusedasfire—woodandintheconstructionofrudecabins,andthegreatestassetofthepioneerswasignored。

  FatherprecededustotheMichiganwoods,andthere,withhisoldestson,James,tookupaclaim。

  Theyclearedaspaceinthewildernessjustlargeenoughforalogcabin,andputupthebarewallsofthecabinitself。ThenfatherreturnedtoLaw—

  renceandhiswork,leavingJamesbehind。Afewmonthslater(thiswasin1859),mymother,mytwosisters,EleanorandMary,myyoungestbrother,Henry,eightyearsofage,andI,thentwelve,wenttoMichigantoworkonandholddowntheclaimwhilefather,foreighteenmonthslonger,stayedoninLawrence,sendingussuchremittancesashecould。

  Hissecondandthirdsons,JohnandThomas,re—

  mainedintheEastwithhim。

  Everydetailofourjourneythroughthewilder—

  nessisclearinmymind。AtthattimetherailroadterminatedatGrandRapids,Michigan,andwecoveredtheremainingdistance——aboutonehundredmiles——bywagon,ridingthroughadenseandoftentracklessforest。MybrotherJamesmetusatGrandRapidswithwhat,inthosedays,wascalledalumber—wagon,butwhichhadahorribleresem—

  blancetoavehiclefromthehealthdepartment。

  MysistersandIgaveitonecoldlookandturnedfromit;weweresopainedbyitsappearancethatwerefusedtorideinitthroughthetown。Instead,westartedoffonfoot,tryingtolookasifwehadnoassociationwithit,andweclimbedintotheun—

  wieldyvehicleonlywhenthecitystreetswerefarbehindus。Everyavailableinchofspaceinthewagonwasfilledwithbeddingandprovisions。Asyetwehadnofurniture;weweretomakethatforourselveswhenwereachedourcabin;andtherewassolittleroomforustoridethatwechildrenwalkedbyturns,whileJames,fromthebeginningofthejourneytoitsend,sevendayslater,ledourwearyhorses。

  Tomymother,whowasneverstrong,thewholeexperiencemusthavebeenanightmareofsufferingandstoicalendurance。Foruschildrentherewerecompensations。Theexpeditiontookonthechar—

  acterofahighadventure,inwhichwesometimeshadshelterandsometimesfailedtofindit,some—

  timeswerefed,butoftenwenthungry。Wefordedinnumerablestreams,thewheelsoftheheavywagonsinkingsodeeplyintothestream—bedsthatweoftenhadtoemptyourloadbeforewecouldgetthemoutagain。Fallentreeslayacrossourpaths,riverscausedlongdetours,whileagainandagainwelostourwayorwereturnedasidebyimpenetrableforesttangles。

  Ourfirstday’sjourneycoveredlessthaneightmiles,andthatnightwestoppedatafarm—housewhichwasthelastbitofcivilizationwesaw。Earlythenextmorningwewereoffagain,makingtheslowprogressduetotheroughroadsandourheavyload。

  AtnightwestoppedataplacecalledThomas’sInn,onlytobetoldbythewomanwhokeptitthattherewasnothinginthehousetoeat。Herhus—

  band,shesaid,hadgone``outside’’(toGrandRapids)togetsomeflour,andhadnotreturned——

  butsheaddedthatwecouldspendthenight,ifwechose,andenjoyshelter,ifnotfood。Wehadprovisionsinourwagon,sowewearilyentered,aftermybrotherhadgotoutsomeofourporkandopenedabarrelofflour。Withthishelpthewomanmadesomebiscuits,whichweresogreenthatmypoormothercouldnoteatthem。Shehadadmittedtousthattheonethingshehadinthehousewassaleratus,andshehadusedthisingredientwithanunsparinghand。Whenthemealwaseatenshebrokethefurthernewsthattherewerenobeds。

  ``Theoldwomancansleepwithme,’’shesug—

  gested,``andthegirlscansleeponthefloor。Theboyswillhavetogotothebarn。’’

  Sheandherbedwerenotespeciallyattractive,andmotherdecidedtolieonthefloorwithus。Wehadtakenourbeddingfromthewagon,andwesleptverywell;butthoughshewasusuallysuperiortosmallannoyances,Ithinkmymotherresentedbeingcalledan``oldwoman。’’Shemusthavefeltlikeonethatnight,butshewasonlyaboutforty—eightyearsofage。

  Atdawnthenextmorningweresumedourjour—

  ney,andeverydayafterthatwewereabletocoverthedistancedemandedbytheschedulearrangedbeforewestarted。Thismeantthatsomesortofshelterusuallyawaitedusatnight。Butonedayweknewtherewouldbenohousesbetweentheplaceweleftinthemorningandthatwhereweweretosleep。Thedistancewasabouttwentymiles,andwhentwilightfellwehadnotmadeit。Inthebackofthewagonmymotherhadaboxoflittlepigs,andduringtheafternoonthesehadbrokenlooseandescapedintothewoods。Wehadlostmuchtimeinfindingthem,andweweresoexhaustedthatwhenwecametoahutmadeoftwigsandboughswede—

  cidedtocampinitforthenight,thoughweknewnothingaboutit。Mybrotherhadunharnessedthehorses,andmymotherandsisterwerecookingdough—god——amixtureofflour,water,andsoda,friedinapan—whentwomenrodeuponhorse—

  backandcalledmybrothertooneside。Immedi—

  atelyafterthetalkwhichfollowedJamesharnessedhishorsesagainandforcedustogoon,thoughbythattimedarknesshadfallen。Hetoldmother,butdidnottelluschildrenuntillongafterward,thatamanhadbeenmurderedinthehutonlythenightbefore。Themurdererwasstillatlargeinthewoods,andthenew—comersweremembersofapossewhoweresearchingforhim。Mybrotherneedednourgingtoputasmanymilesashecouldbetweenusandthesinisterspot。

  Inthatfashionwemadeourwaytoournewhome。

  Thelastday,likethefirst,wetraveledonlyeightmiles,butwespentthenightinahouseIshallneverforget。Itwasbeautifullyclean,andforoureve—

  ningmealitsmistressbroughtoutloavesofbreadwhichwerethelargestwehadeverseen。Shecutgreatslicesofthisbreadforusandspreadmaplesugaronthem,anditseemedtousthatneverbe—

  forehadanythingtastedsogood。

  Thenextmorningwemadethelaststageofourjourney,ourheartsfilledwiththejoyofnearingournewhome。Weallhadanideathatweweregoingtoafarm,andweexpectedsomeresemblanceatleasttotheprosperousfarmswehadseeninNewEngland。Mymother’smentalpicturewas,natu—

  rally,ofanEnglishfarm。Possiblyshehadvisionsofredbarnsanddeepmeadows,sunnyskiesanddaisies。Whatwefoundawaitinguswerethefourwallsandtheroofofagood—sizedlog—house,stand—

  inginasmallclearedstripofthewilderness,itsdoorsandwindowsrepresentedbysquareholes,itsflooralsoathingofthefuture,itswholeeffectachinglyforlornanddesolate。Itwaslateintheafternoonwhenwedroveuptotheopeningthatwasitsfrontentrance,andIshallneverforgetthelookmymotherturnedupontheplace。Withoutawordshecrosseditsthreshold,and,standingverystill,lookedslowlyaroundher。Thensomethingwithinherseemedtogiveway,andshesankupontheground。Shecouldnotrealizeeventhen,Ithink,thatthiswasreallytheplacefatherhadpreparedforus,thathereheexpectedustolive。Whenshefinallytookitinsheburiedherfaceinherhands,andinthatwayshesatforhourswithoutmovingorspeaking。Forthefirsttimeinherlifeshehadfor—

  gottenus;andwe,forourpart,darednotspeaktoher。Westoodaroundherinafrightenedgroup,talkingtooneanotherinwhispers。Ourlittleworldhadcrumbledunderourfeet。Neverbeforehadweseenourmothergivewaytodespair。

  Nightbegantofall。Thewoodsbecamealivewithnightcreatures,andthemostharmlessmadethemostnoise。Theowlsbegantohoot,andsoonweheardthewildcat,whosecry——ascreechlikethatofalostandpanic—strickenchild——isoneofthemostappallingsoundsoftheforest。Laterthewolvesaddedtheirhowlstotheuproar,butthoughdarknesscameandwechildrenwhimperedaroundher,ourmotherstillsatinherstrangelethargy。

  Atlastmybrotherbroughtthehorsesclosetothecabinandbuiltfirestoprotectthemandus。Hewasonlytwenty,butheshowedhimselfamandur—

  ingthoseearlypioneerdays。Whilehewaspicketingthehorsesandbuildinghisprotectingfiresmymothercametoherself,butherfacewhensheraiseditwasworsethanhersilencehadbeen。Sheseemedtohavediedandtohavereturnedtousfromthegrave,andIamsureshefeltthatshehaddoneso。Fromthatmomentshetookupagaintheburdenofherlife,aburdenshedidnotlaydownuntilshepassedaway;butherfaceneverlostthedeeplinesthosefirsthoursofherpioneerlifehadcutuponit。

  Thatnightwesleptonboughsspreadontheearthinsidethecabinwalls,andweputblanketsbeforetheholeswhichrepresentedourdoorsandwindows,andkeptourwatch—firesburning。Soontheotherchildrenfellasleep,buttherewasnosleepforme。

  Iwasonlytwelveyearsold,butmymindwasfulloffancies。Behindourblankets,swayinginthenightwind,IthoughtIsawtheheadsandpushingshoul—

  dersofanimalsandheardtheirpaddedfootfalls。

  Lateryearsbroughtfamiliaritywithwildthings,andwithworsethingsthanthey。Butto—nightthatwhichImostfearedwaswithin,notoutsideof,thecabin。InsomewaywhichIdidnotunderstandtheonesurerefugeinournewworldhadbeentakenfromus。Ihardlyknewthesilentwomanwholaynearme,tossingfromsidetosideandstaringintothedarkness;Ifeltthatwehadlostourmother。

  II

  INTHEWILDERNESS

  Likemostmen,mydearfathershouldneverhavemarried。ThoughhisnaturewasoneofthesweetestIhaveeverknown,andthoughhewouldatanycallgivehistimetoorriskhislifeforothers,inpracticalmattersheremainedtotheendofhisdaysasirresponsibleasachild。Ifhismindturnedtopracticaldetailsatall,itwassolelyintheirbear—

  ingtowardgreatdevelopmentsofthefuture。Tohimanacornwasnotanacorn,butaforestofyoungoaks。

  Thus,whenhetookuphisclaimofthreehundredandsixtyacresoflandinthewildernessofnorthernMichigan,andsentmymotherandfiveyoungchil—

  drentolivetherealoneuntilhecouldjoinuseighteenmonthslater,hegavenothoughttothemannerinwhichweweretomakethestruggleandsurvivethehardshipsbeforeus。Hehadfurnisheduswithlandandthefourwallsofalogcabin。Someday,hereasoned,theplacewouldbeafineestate,whichhissonswouldinheritandinthecourseoftimepassontotheirsons——alwaysanEnglishman’smostiri—

  descentdream。Thatforthepresentwewereonehundredmilesfromarailroad,fortymilesfromthenearestpost—office,andhalfadozenmilesfromanyneighborssaveIndians,wolves,andwildcats;thatwewerewhollyunlearnedinthewaysofthewoodsaswellasinthemostprimitivemethodsoffarming;

  thatwelackednotonlyeverycomfort,buteventhebarenecessitiesoflife;andthatwemustbegin,single—handedanduntaught,astruggleforexistenceinwhichsomeoftheseverestforcesofnaturewouldbearrayedagainstus——thesefactshadnoweightinmyfather’smind。Evenifhehadwitnessedmymother’sdespaironthenightofourarrivalinournewhome,hewouldnothaveunderstoodit。Fromhisviewpoint,hewasdoingaman’sduty。HewasworkingsteadilyinLawrence,and,incidentally,givingmuchtimetotheAbolitioncauseandtootherbigpublicmovementsofhisdaywhichhadhisinterestandsympathy。Hewrotetousregu—

  larlyandsentusoccasionalremittances,aswellasageneroussupplyofimprovingliteratureforourminds。Itremainedforustostrengthenourbodies,tomeettheconditionsinwhichhehadplacedus,andtosurviveifwecould。

  Wefacedoursituationwithclearandunalarmedeyesthemorningafterourarrival。Theproblemoffood,weknew,wasatleasttemporarilysolved。

  Wehadbroughtwithusenoughcoffee,pork,andflourtolastforseveralweeks;andtheonenecessityfatherhadputinsidethecabinwallswasagreatfireplace,madeofmudandstones,inwhichourfoodcouldbecooked。Theproblemofourwater—supplywaslesssimple,butmybrotherJamessolveditforthetimebyshowingusacreekalongdistancefromthehouse;andformonthswecarriedfromthiscreek,inpails,everydropofwaterweused,savethatwhichwecaughtintroughswhentherainfell。

  Weheldafamilycouncilafterbreakfast,andinthis,thoughIwasonlytwelve,Itookaneageranddeterminedpart。Ilovedwork——ithasalwaysbeenmyfavoriteformofrecreation——andmyspiritrosetotheopportunitiesofitwhichsmiledonusfromeveryside。Obviouslythefirstthingtodowastoputdoorsandwindowsintotheyawningholesfatherhadleftforthem,andtolayaboardflooringovertheearthinsideourcabinwalls,andthesedutiesweaccomplishedbeforewehadoccupiedournewhomeafortnight。Therewasasmallsaw—millninemilesfromourcabin,onthespotthatisnowBigRapids,andthereweboughtourlumber。Thelaborwesuppliedourselves,andthoughweputourheartsintoitandtheresultsatthetimeseemedbeautifultoourpartialeyes,I

  amforcedtoadmit,inlookingbackuponthem,thattheyhaltedthissideofperfection。Webeganbymakingthreewindowsandtwodoors;then,inspiredbytheseachievements,weambitiouslyconstructedanatticanddividedthegroundfloorwithpartitions,whichgaveusfourrooms。

  Thegeneraleffectwastemperamentalandsketchy。

  Theboardswhichformedthefloorwereneverevennaileddown;theywerefine,wideplankswithoutaknotinthem,andtheylookedsowellthatwemerelyfittedthemtogetherascloselyaswecouldandlightheartedlyletthemgoatthat。Neitherdidweproperlychinkthehouse。

  Nothingismorecomfortablethanalogcabinwhichhasbeencarefullybuiltandfinished;butforsomereason——probablybecausethereseemedalwaysamoreurgentdutycallingtousaroundthecorner——weneverplasteredourhouseatall。

  Theresultwasthatonmanyfuturewintermorningsweawoketofindourselveschastelyblanketedbysnow,whiletheonlywarmspotinourliving—roomwasthatdirectlyinfrontofthefireplace,wheregreatlogsburnedallday。

  Eventhereourfacesscorchedwhileourspinesslowlycongealed,untilwelearnedtorevolvebeforethefirelikeabirduponaspit。NodoubtwewouldhaveworkedmorethoroughlyifmybrotherJames,whowastwentyyearsoldandourtowerofstrength,hadremainedwithus;butwhenwehadbeeninournewhomeonlyafewmonthshefellandwasforcedtogoEastforanoperation。Hewasneverabletoreturntous,andthusmymother,wethreeyounggirls,andmyyoungestbrother——Harry,whowasonlyeightyearsold——madeourfightaloneuntilfathercametous,morethanayearlater。

  Motherwaspracticallyaninvalid。Shehadanervousaffectionwhichmadeitimpossibleforhertostandwithoutthesupportofachair。Butshesewedwithunusualskill,anditwasduetoherthatourclothes,notwithstandingthestraintowhichwesubjectedthem,werealwaysingoodcondition。Shesewedforhourseveryday,andshewasabletomoveaboutthehouse,afterafashion,bypushingherselfaroundonastoolwhichJamesmadeforherassoonaswearrived。Healsobuiltforheramorecomfortablechairwithahighback。

  Thedivisionoflaborplannedatthefirstcouncilwasthatmothershoulddooursewing,andmyoldersisters,EleanorandMary,thehousework,whichwasfarfromtaxing,forofcoursewelivedinthesimplestmanner。MybrothersandIweretodotheworkoutofdoors,anarrangementthatsuitedmeverywell,thoughatfirst,owingtoourlackofexperience,ouractivitiesweresomewhatcurtailed。

  Itwastoolateintheseasonforplowingorplanting,evenifwehadpossessedanythingwithwhichtoplow,and,moreover,ourso—called``cleared’’landwasthickwithsturdytree—stumps。Evenduringthesecondsummerplowingwasimpossible;wecouldonlyplantpotatoesandcorn,andfollowthemostprimitivemethodindoingeventhis。Wetookanax,choppedupthesod,puttheseedunderit,andlettheseedgrow。Theseeddidgrow,too——inthemostgratifyingandencouragingmanner。OurgreencornandpotatoeswerethebestIhaveevereaten。Butforthepresentwelackedtheseluxuries。

  Wehad,however,intheirplace,largequantitiesofwildfruit——gooseberries,raspberries,andplums——whichHarryandIgatheredonthebanksofourcreek。Harryalsobecameanexpertfisherman。

  Wehadnohooksorlines,buthetookwiresfromourhoop—skirtsandmadesnaresattheendsofpoles。Mypartofthisworkwastostandonalogandfrightenthefishoutoftheirholesbymakinghorriblesounds,whichIdidwithimpassionedearnestness。Whenthefishhurriedtothesurfaceofthewatertoinvestigatetheappallingnoisestheyhadheard,theywereeasilysnaredbyoursmallboy,whowasveryproudofhisabilitytocontributeinthiswaytothefamilytable。

  Duringourfirstwinterwelivedlargelyoncorn—

  meal,makingalittlejourneyoftwentymilestothenearestmilltobuyit;butevenatthatwewerebetteroffthanourneighbors,forIrememberonefamilyinourregionwhoforanentirewinterlivedsolelyoncoarse—grainedyellowturnips,gratefullychangingtheirdiettoleekswhenthesecameinthespring。

  Suchfurnitureaswehadwemadeourselves。Inadditiontomymother’stwochairsandthebunkswhichtooktheplaceofbeds,Jamesmadeasettlefortheliving—room,aswellasatableandseveralstools。Atfirstwehadourtree—cuttingdoneforus,butwesoonbecameexpertinthisgentleart,andIdevelopedsuchskillthatinlateryears,afterfathercame,Iusedtostandwithhimand``heart’’

  alog。

  Oneveryside,andateveryhouroftheday,wecameupagainsttherelentlesslimitationsofpioneerlife。Therewasnotateamofhorsesinourentireregion。TheteamwithwhichmybrotherhaddrivenusthroughthewildernesshadbeenhiredatGrandRapidsforthatoccasion,and,ofcourse,immediatelyreturned。Ourlumberwasdeliveredbyox—teams,andtheabsolutelyessentialpurchaseswemade``outside’’(atthenearestshops,fortymilesaway)werecarriedthroughtheforestonthebacksofmen。Ourmailwasdeliveredonceamonthbyacarrierwhomadethejourneyinalter—

  natestagesofhorsebackridingandcanoeing。Butwehadhealth,youth,enthusiasm,goodappetites,andthewherewithaltosatisfythem,andatnightinourprimitivebunkswesankintoabyssesofdream—

  lessslumbersuchasIhaveneverknownsince。

  Indeed,lookingbackuponthem,thosefirstmonthsseemtohavebeenalong—drawn—outandgloriouspicnic,interruptedonlybyoccasionalhoursofpainorpanic,whenwewerehurtorfrightened。

  Naturally,ourtwogreatestmenaceswerewildanimalsandIndians,butasthedayspassedthefirstoftheselosttheearlyterrorswithwhichwehadassociatedthem。Wegrewindifferenttothesoundsthathadmadeourfirstnightahorrortousall——

  therewasevenacertainhomelinessinthem——whileweregardedwithaccustomed,almostblaseeyesthevariousfurredcreaturesofwhichwecaughtdistantglimpsesastheyslunkthroughtheforest。Theirexperiencewithothersettlershadtaughtthemcau—

  tion;itsoonbecameclearthattheywereaseagertoavoidusasweweretoshunthem,andbycommonconsentwegaveeachotherampleelbow—room。

  ButtheIndianswereallaroundus,andeverysettlerhadacollectionofhair—raisingtalestotellofthem。

  Itwasgenerallyagreedthattheyweredangerousonlywhentheyweredrunk;butastheyweredrunkwhenevertheycouldgetwhisky,andaswhiskywasconstantlygiventheminexchangeforpeltsandgame,therewasaharrowingdoubtinourmindswhenevertheyapproachedus。

  InmyfirstencounterwiththemIwasaloneinthewoodsatsunsetwithmysmallbrotherHarry。

  WewerehuntingacowJameshadbought,andouryoungeyeswerepeeringeagerlyamongthetrees,onthealertforanymovingobject。Suddenly,atalittledistance,andcomingdirectlytowardus,wesawapartyofIndians。Therewerefiveofthem,allmen,walkinginsinglefile,asnoiselesslyasghosts,theirmoccasinedfeetcausingnotevenarustleamongthedryleavesthatcarpetedthewoods。AllthehorriblestorieswehadheardofIndiancrueltyflashedintoourminds,andforamomentweweredumbwithterror。ThenIrememberedhavingbeentoldthattheonethingonemustnotdobeforethemistoshowfear。Harrywascarryingaropewithwhichwehadexpectedtoleadhomeourreluctantcow,andIseizedoneendofitandwhisperedtohimthatwewould``playhorse,’’pretendinghewasdrivingme。WeprancedtowardtheIndiansonfeetthatfeltlikelead,andwitheyessoglazedbyterrorthatwecouldseenothingsavealineofmovingfigures;butaswepassedthemtheydidnotgivetoourlittleimpersonationofcare—freechildreneventhetributeofaside—glance。Theywere,werealized,headedstraightforourhome;andafterafewmo—

  mentswedoubledonourtracksand,keepingatasafedistancefromthemamongthetrees,ranbacktowarnourmotherthattheywerecoming。

  Asithappened,Jameswasaway,andmotherhadtomeetherunwelcomeguestssupportedonlybyheryoungchildren。Sheatoncepreparedameal,however,andwhentheyarrivedshewelcomedthemcalmlyandgavethemthebestshehad。Aftertheyhadeatentheybegantopointatanddemandob—

  jectstheyfanciedintheroom——mybrother’spipe,sometobacco,abowl,andsuchtrifles——andmymother,whowasafraidtoannoythembyrefusal,gavethemwhattheyasked。Theywerequitesober,andthoughtheyleftwithoutexpressinganyappreciationofherhospitality,theymadeherasecondvisitafewmonthslater,bringingalargequantityofvenisonandabagofcranberriesasagracefulreturn。TheseIndianswereOttawas;andlaterwebecameveryfriendlywiththemandtheirtribe,eventothedegreeofattendingoneoftheirdances,whichIshalldescribelater。

  OursecondencounterwithIndianswasalessagreeableexperience。Therewereseven``Mar—

  quettewarriors’’inthenextgroupofcallers,andtheywereallintoxicated。Moreover,theyhadbroughtwiththemseveraljugsofbadwhisky——

  therawandcraze—provokingproductsuppliedthembythefur—dealers——anditwasclearthatourcabinwastobethesceneofanorgy。Fortunately,mybrotherJameswasathomeonthisoccasion,andastheeveninggrewoldandtheIndians,groupedtogetheraroundthefire,becamemoreandmoreir—

  responsible,hedevisedaplanforoursafety。Ouratticwasfinished,anditssoleentrancewasbyaladderthroughatrap—door。AtJames’swhisperedcommandmysisterEleanorslippedupintotheattic,andfromthebackwindowletdownarope,towhichhetiedalltheweaponswehad——hisgunandseveralaxes。TheseEleanordrewupandcon—

  cealedinoneofthebunks。Mybrotherthendi—

  rectedthatasquietlyaspossible,andatlongin—

  tervals,onememberofthefamilyafteranotherwastoslipuptheladderandintotheattic,goingquitecasually,thattheIndiansmightnotrealizewhatweweredoing。Oncethere,withtheladderdrawnupafterusandthetrap—doorclosed,wewouldberea—

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