The wilderness trail; or, The ventures and adventures of the Pennsylvania traders on the Allegheny path, with some new annals of the Old West, and the records of some strong men and some bad ones . 18th, Tuesday. The wind was from the south and cold; the suncame out. The savages prepared and made a saddle for the horse thatwas to carry our provisions. I sent one of them with the Huron inter-preter to the little village to get me a guide, and I particularly chargedthe latter with that mission, also to buy a horse for me. At 4 oclock inthe afternoon the interpreter and the savage returned withou
The wilderness trail; or, The ventures and adventures of the Pennsylvania traders on the Allegheny path, with some new annals of the Old West, and the records of some strong men and some bad ones . 18th, Tuesday. The wind was from the south and cold; the suncame out. The savages prepared and made a saddle for the horse thatwas to carry our provisions. I sent one of them with the Huron inter-preter to the little village to get me a guide, and I particularly chargedthe latter with that mission, also to buy a horse for me. At 4 oclock inthe afternoon the interpreter and the savage returned without eitherguide or horse. Our two savages decided to take the route via thePresqu Isle by canoe. This, added to what the Hurons told me aboutthe Rivers having overflowed their banks and the woods being full ofwater, led me to decide to go in a canoe. I had one of six paddles pre-pared with all its fittings, to be ready to start very early the followingmorning. I wrote to Monsieur the Commandant of Detroit and senthim the statement of the few supplies advanced me by Sieur Gouin forthose who owned the canoe, which I might perhaps leave at the Rivierea Sequin, called Gayahague [Figure 22].* 19th
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