Describes a visit to Godfroy's store in Fond du Lac, Wisconsin. Transcription: score of savages; they appearing unaffectedly glad to see him, and he a sturdy man in authority here. His store ?s interior was rough to view, but spacious and compact enough. A roughly-framed counter running half round the room, shelves and boxes, and matters of traffic. Above, covering half the apartment, and reached by a primitively made Crusoe ladder was another room. I went up. Twas filled with iron ware, pots, pans, boots, clothes, a couch with musquito-net over it in midst of all, and garments hanging about.
Describes a visit to Godfroy's store in Fond du Lac, Wisconsin. Transcription: score of savages; they appearing unaffectedly glad to see him, and he a sturdy man in authority here. His store ?s interior was rough to view, but spacious and compact enough. A roughly-framed counter running half round the room, shelves and boxes, and matters of traffic. Above, covering half the apartment, and reached by a primitively made Crusoe ladder was another room. I went up. Twas filled with iron ware, pots, pans, boots, clothes, a couch with musquito-net over it in midst of all, and garments hanging about. A red-curtain hung over the entrance by which access was gained. Below again, amidst the crowd, grinning, in-toed, simple savages side by side with keen Anglo-American faces and broad cloth, or pretty women, shawled, fair-faced and Bloomer-hatted. Godfroy, (or ?ǣFond-du-Lac, ? as he was more universally called;) was talking in his hard, rough, quaint style, enquiries raining on him from every side. People bother him about Agates to sell, ? (there ?s been a perfect Mania on that subject ever since we left the Sault, insomuch that I shall be considerably relieved, when everybody ?s got agates, or when the Lake shores afford none for ?em;) ? but Godfroy has ?nt anything to sell. Rambling out all around. The burial ground. Two or three wooden-crosses, ? the dead bodies evidently deposited in very shallow graves, perhaps two feet below the surface and wooded over with shingle. On a rough post his at the head of one, a scalp was drying, coarse brown human hair attached to a piece of dried rusty-red-stained skin. Rambles through the village walking into hut and tent as we listed. Some of the huts were though roughly-enough put together yet weather proof, but the conical tents of skin or bark miserable. The former occasionally Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 82, August 18, 1853 . 18 August 1853. Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903
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