will you not come and help your father against the English?" They answered, "Why should we go to war against our brethren? They are now our friends." "O! Children," said he, "I hope you do not own them for friends." "Yes," said they, "We do; we are their friends, and we hope they will remain ours." "O! Children, said he, you must not believe what you have heard, and what has been told you by that man." They said to him, "Yes, we do believe him more than we do you: it was you that set us against them; and we will by and by have peace with them;" and then he spoke not a word more, but returned to the fort. So, I hope, some good is done: praised be the name of the Lord.
11th.—Being Monday, we went over Antigoc:[1] we went down a very steep hill, and our horses slipt so far, that I expected, every moment, they would fall heels over head. We found fresh Indian tracts on the other side of the river. We crossed Allegheny river, and went through the bushes upon a high hill, and slept upon the side of the mountain, without fire, for fear of the enemy. It was a cold night, and I had but a thin blanket to cover myself.
12th.—We made a little fire, to warm ourselves in the
morning. Our horses began to be weary with climbing
up and down these steep mountains. We came this night
to the top of a mountain, where we found a log-house.
Here we made a small fire, just to boil ourselves a little
victuals. The Indians were very much afraid, and lay
with their guns and tomhocks on all night. They heard
somebody run and whisper in the night. I slept very
sound, and in the morning they asked me, if I was not
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- ↑ The creek, here called "Antigoc" was probably Venango or the French Creek, which the Delawares designated as Attigé.—Ed.
