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The Pioneers Or, The Sources of the Susquehanna by James Fenimore Cooper

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depended from its rear occupied another. He wore a coat of very light
drab cloth, with buttons as large as dollars, bearing the impression
of a “foul anchor.” The skirts were extremely long, reaching quite to
the calf, and were broad in proportion. Beneath, there were a vest
and breeches of red plush, somewhat worn and soiled. He had shoes
with large buckles, and stockings of blue and white stripes.

This odd-looking figure reported himself to be a native of the county
of Cornwall, in the island of Great Britain. His boyhood had passed
in the neighborhood of the tin mines, and his youth as the cabin-boy
of a smuggler, between Falmouth and Guernsey. From this trade he had
been impressed into the service of his king, and, for the want of a
better, had been taken into the cabin, first as a servant, and finally
as steward to the captain. Here he acquired the art of making
chowder, lobster, and one or two other sea-dishes, and, as he was fond
of saying, had an opportunity of seeing the world. With the exception
of one or two outports in France, and an occasional visit to
Portsmouth, Plymouth, and Deal, he had in reality seen no more of
mankind, however, than if he had been riding a donkey in one of his
native mines. But, being discharged from the navy at the peace of
‘83, he declared that, as he had seen all the civilized parts of the
earth, he was inclined to make a trip to the wilds of America We will
not trace him in his brief wanderings, under the influence of that
spirit of emigration that some times induces a dapper Cockney to quit
his home, and lands him, before the sound of Bow-bells is out of his
ears, within the roar of the cataract of Niagara; but shall only add
that at a very early day, even before Elizabeth had been sent to
school, he had found his way into the family of Marmaduke Temple,
where, owing to a combination of qualities that will be developed in
the course of the tale, he held, under Mr. Jones, the office of major-
domo. The name of this worthy was Benjamin Penguillan, according to
his own pronunciation; but, owing to a marvellous tale that he was in
the habit of relating, concerning the length of time he had to labor
to keep his ship from sinking after Rodney’s victory, he had
universally acquired the nick name of Ben Pump.

By the side of Benjamin, and pressing forward as if a little jealous
of her station, stood a middle-aged woman, dressed in calico, rather
violently contrasted in color with a tall, meagre, shapeless figure,
sharp features, and a somewhat acute expression of her physiognomy.
Her teeth were mostly gone, and what did remain were of a tight
yellow. The skin of her nose was drawn tightly over the member, to
hang in large wrinkles in her cheeks and about her mouth. She took
snuff in such quantities as to create the impression that she owed the
saffron of her lips and the adjacent parts to this circumstance; but
it was the unvarying color of her whole face. She presided over the
female part of the domestic arrangements, in the capacity of
housekeeper; was a spinster, and bore the name of Remarkable
Pettibone. To Elizabeth she was an entire stranger, having been
introduced into the family since the death of her mother.

In addition to these, were three or four subordinate menials, mostly
black, some appearing at the principal door, and some running from the
end of the building, where stood the entrance to the cellar-kitchen.

Besides these, there was a general rush from Richard’s kennel,
accompanied with every canine tone from the howl of the wolf-dog to
the petulant bark of the terrier. The master received their
boisterous salutations with a variety of imitations from his own
throat, when the dogs, probably from shame of being outdone, ceased
their out- cry. One stately, powerful mastiff, who wore round his
neck a brass collar, with “M. T.” engraved in large letters on the
rim, alone was silent. He walked majestically, amid the confusion, to
the side of the Judge, where, receiving a kind pat or two, he turned
to Elizabeth, who even stooped to kiss him, as she called him kindly
by the name of “Old Brave.” The animal seemed to know her, as she
ascended the steps, supported by Monsieur Le Quoi and her father, in
order to protect her from falling on the ice with which they were
covered. He looked wistfully after her figure, and when the door
closed on the whole party, he laid himself in a kennel that was placed
nigh by, as if conscious that the house contained some thing of
additional value to guard.

Elizabeth followed her father, who paused a moment to whisper a
message to one of his domestics, into a large hall, that was dimly
lighted by two candies, placed in high, old-fashioned, brass
candlesticks. The door closed, and the party were at once removed
from an atmosphere that was nearly at zero, to one of sixty degrees
above. In the centre of the hall stood an enormous stove, the sides
of which appeared to be quivering with heat; from which a large,
straight pipe, leading through the ceiling above, carried off the
smoke. An iron basin, containing water, was placed on this furnace,
for such only it could be called, in order to preserve a proper
humidity in the apartment. The room was carpeted, and furnished with
convenient, substantial furniture, some of which was brought from the
city, the remainder having been manufactured by the mechanics of
Templeton. There was a sideboard of mahogany, inlaid with ivory, and
bearing enormous handles of glittering brass, and groaning under the
piles of silver plate. Near it stood a set of prodigious tables, made
of the wild cherry, to imitate the imported wood of the sideboard, but
plain and without ornament of any kind. Opposite to these stood a
smaller table, formed from a lighter-colored wood, through the grains
of which the wavy lines of the curled maple of the mountains were
beautifully undulating. Near to this, in a corner, stood a heavy,
old-fashioned, brass-faced clock, incased in a high box, of the dark
hue of the black walnut from the seashore. An enormous settee, or
sofa, covered with light chintz, stretched along the walls for nearly
twenty feet on one side of the hail; and chairs of wood, painted a
light yellow, with black lines that were drawn by no very steady hand,
were ranged opposite, and in the intervals between the other pieces of
furniture. A Fahrenheit's thermometer in a mahogany case, and with a
barometer annexed, was hung against the wall, at some little distance
from the stove, which Benjamin consulted, every half hour, with
prodigious exactitude. Two small glass chandeliers were suspended at
equal distances between the stove and outer doors, one of which opened
at each end of the hall, and gilt lustres were affixed to the frame
work of the numerous side-doors that led from the apartment. Some
little display in architecture had been made in constructing these
frames and casings, which were surmounted with pediments, that bore
each a little pedestal in its centre; on these pedestals were small
busts in blacked plaster-of-Paris. The style of the pedestals as well
as the selection of the busts were all due to the taste of Mr. Jones.
On one stood Homer, a most striking likeness, Richard affirmed, “as
any one might see, for it was blind,” Another bore the image of a
smooth-visaged gentleman with a pointed beard, whom he called
Shakespeare. A third ornament was an urn, which; from its shape,
Richard was accustomed to say, intended to represent itself as holding
the ashes of Dido. A fourth was certainly old Franklin, in his cap
and spectacles. A fifth as surely bore the dignified composure of the
face of Washington. A sixth was a nondescript, representing “a man
with a shirt-collar open,” to use the language of Richard, “with a
laurel on his head-it was Julius Caesar or Dr. Faustus; there were
good reasons for believing either,”

The walls were hung with a dark lead-colored English paper that
represented Britannia weeping over the tomb of Wolfe, The hero himself
stood at a little distance from the mourning goddess, and at the edge
of the paper. Each width contained the figure, with the slight
exception of one arm of the general, which ran over on the next piece,
so that when Richard essayed, with his own hands, to put together this
delicate outline, some difficulties occurred that prevented a nice
conjunction; and Britannia had reason to lament, in addition to the
loss of her favorite’s life, numberless cruel amputations of his right

The luckless cause of these unnatural divisions now announced his
presence in the halt by a loud crack of his whip.

“Why, Benjamin! you Ben Pump! is this the manner in which you receive
the heiress?” he cried. “Excuse him, Cousin Elizabeth. The
arrangements were too intricate to be trusted to every one; but now I
am here, things will go on better. —Come, light up, Mr. Penguillan,
light up, light up, and let us see One another’s faces. Well, ‘Duke,
I have brought home your deer; what is to be done with it, ha?”

“By the Lord, squire,” commenced Benjamin, in reply, first giving his
mouth a wipe with the back of his hand, “if this here thing had been
ordered sum’at earlier in the day, it might have been got up, d’ye
see, to your liking. I had mustered all hands and was exercising
candles, when you hove in sight; but when the women heard your bells
they started an end, as if they were riding the boat swain’s colt; and
if-so-be there is that man in the house who can bring up a parcel of
women when they have got headway on them, until they’ve run out the
end of their rope, his name is not Benjamin Pump. But Miss Betsey
here must have altered more than a privateer in disguise, since she
has got on her woman’s duds, if she will take offence with an old
fellow for the small matter of lighting a few candles.”

Elizabeth and her father continued silent, for both experienced the
same sensation on entering the hall. The former had resided one year
in the building before she left home for school, and the figure of its
lamented mistress was missed by both husband and child.

But candles had been placed in the chandeliers and lustres, and the
attendants were so far recovered from surprise as to recollect their
use; the oversight was immediately remedied, and in a minute the
apartment was in a blaze of light.

The slight melancholy of our heroine and her father was banished by
this brilliant interruption; and the whole party began to lay aside
the numberless garments they had worn in the air.

During this operation Richard kept up a desultory dialogue with the
different domestics, occasionally throwing out a remark to the Judge
concerning the deer; but as his conversation at such moments was much
like an accompaniment on a piano, a thing that is heard without being
attended to, we will not undertake the task of recording his diffuse

The instant that Remarkable Pettibone had executed her portion of the
labor in illuminating, she returned to a position near Elizabeth, with
the apparent motive of receiving the clothes that the other threw
aside, but in reality to examine, with an air of curiosity—not unmixed
with jealousy—the appearance of the lady who was to supplant her in
the administration of their domestic economy. The housekeeper felt a
little appalled, when, after cloaks, coats, shawls, and socks had been
taken off in succession, the large black hood was removed, and the
dark ringlets, shining like the raven’s wing, fell from her head, and
left the sweet but commanding features of the young lady exposed to
view. Nothing could be fairer and more spotless than the forehead of
Elizabeth, and preserve the appearance of life and health. Her nose
would have been called Grecian, but for a softly rounded swell, that
gave in character to the feature what it lost in beauty. Her mouth,
at first sight, seemed only made for love; but, the instant that its
muscles moved, every expression that womanly dignity could utter
played around it with the flexibility of female grace. It spoke not
only to the ear, but to the eye. So much, added to a form of
exquisite proportions, rather full and rounded for her years, and of
the tallest medium height, she inherited from her mother. Even the
color of her eye, the arched brows, and the long silken lashes, came
from the same source; but its expression was her father’s. Inert and
composed, it was soft, benevolent, and attractive; but it could be
roused, and that without much difficulty. At such moments it was
still beautiful, though it was a little severe. As the last shawl
fell aside, and she stood dressed in a rich blue riding-habit, that
fitted her form with the nicest exactness; her cheeks burning with
roses, that bloomed the richer for the heat of the hall, and her eyes
lightly suffused with moisture that rendered their ordinary beauty
more dazzling, and with every feature of her speaking countenance
illuminated by the lights that flared around her, Remarkable felt that
her own power had ended

The business of unrobing had been simultaneous. Marmaduke appeared in
a suit of plain, neat black; Monsieur Le Quoi in a coat of snuff-
color, covering a vest of embroidery, with breeches, and silk
stockings, and buckles—that were commonly thought to be of paste.
Major Hartmann wore a coat of sky-blue, with large brass buttons, a
club wig, and boots; and Mr. Richard Jones had set off his dapper
little form in a frock of bottle-green, with bullet-buttons, by one of
which the sides were united over his well-rounded waist, opening
above, so as to show a jacket of red cloth, with an undervest of
flannel, faced with green velvet, and below, so as to exhibit a pair
of buckskin breeches, with long, soiled, white top-boots, and spurs;
one of the latter a little bent, from its recent attacks on the stool.

When the young lady had extricated herself from her garments, she was
at liberty to gaze about her, and to examine not only the household
over which she was to preside, but also the air and manner in which
the domestic arrangements were conducted. Although there was much
incongruity in the furniture and appearance of the hall, there was
nothing mean. The floor was carpeted, even in its remotest corners.
The brass candlesticks, the gilt lustres, and the glass chandeliers,
whatever might be their keeping as to propriety and taste, were
admirably kept as to all the purposes of use and comfort. They were
clean and glittering in the strong light of the apartment.

Compared with the chill aspect of the December night without, the
warmth and brilliancy of the apartment produced an effect that was not
unlike enchantment. Her eye had not time to detect, in detail, the
little errors which in truth existed, but was glancing around her in
de light, when an object arrested her view that was in strong contrast
to the smiling faces and neatly attired person ages who had thus
assembled to do honor to the heiress of Templeton.

In a corner of the hall near the grand entrance stood the young
hunter, unnoticed, and for the moment apparently forgotten. But even
the forgetfulness of the Judge, which, under the influence of strong
emotion, had banished the recollection of the wound of this stranger,
seemed surpassed by the absence of mind in the youth himself. On
entering the apartment, be had mechanically lifted his cap, and
exposed a head covered with hair that rivalled, in color and gloss,
the locks of Elizabeth. Nothing could have wrought a greater
transformation than the single act of removing the rough fox-skin cap.
If there was much that was prepossessing in the countenance of the
young hunter, there was something even noble in the rounded outlines
of his head and brow. The very air and manner with which the member
haughtily maintained itself over the coarse and even wild attire in
which the rest of his frame was clad, bespoke not only familiarity
with a splendor that in those new settlements was thought to be
unequalled, but something very like contempt also.

The hand that held the cap rested lightly on the little ivory-mounted
piano of Elizabeth, with neither rustic restraint nor obtrusive
vulgarity. A single finger touched the instrument, as if accustomed
to dwell on such places. His other arm was extended to its utmost
length, and the hand grasped the barrel of his long rifle with
something like convulsive energy. The act and the attitude were both
involuntary, and evidently proceeded from a feeling much deeper than
that of vulgar surprise. His appearance, connected as it was with the
rough exterior of his dress, rendered him entirely distinct from the
busy group that were moving across the other end of the long hall,
occupied in receiving the travellers and exchanging their welcomes;
and Elizabeth continued to gaze at him in wonder. The contraction of
the stranger’s brows in creased as his eyes moved slowly from one
object to another. For moments the expression of his countenance was
fierce, and then again it seemed to pass away in some painful emotion.
The arm that was extended bent and brought the hand nigh to his face,
when his head dropped upon it, and concealed the wonderfully speaking

“We forget, dear sir, the strange gentleman” (for her life Elizabeth
could not call him otherwise) “whom we have brought here for
assistance, and to whom we owe every attention.”

All eyes were instantly turned in the direction of those of the
speaker, and the youth rather proudly elevated his head again, while
he answered:

“My wound is trifling, and I believe that Judge Temple sent for a
physician the moment we arrived.”

“Certainly,” said Marmaduke: “I have not forgotten the object of thy
visit, young man, nor the nature of my debt.

“Oh!” exclaimed Richard, with something of a waggish leer, “thou owest
the lad for the venison, I suppose that thou killed, Cousin ‘Duke!
Marmaduke! Marmaduke! That was a marvellous tale of thine about the
buck! Here, young man, are two dollars for the deer, and Judge Temple
can do no less than pay the doctor. I shall charge you nothing for my
services, but you shall not fare the worst for that. Come, come,
‘Duke, don’t he down hearted about it; if you missed the buck, you
contrived to shoot this poor fellow through a pine-tree. Now I own
that you have beat me; I never did such a thing in all my life.”

“And I hope never will,” returned the Judge, “if you are to experience
the uneasiness that I have suffered; but be of good cheer, my young
friend, the injury must be small, as thou movest thy arm with apparent

“Don’t make the matter worse, ‘Duke, by pretending to talk about
surgery,” interrupted Mr. Jones, with a contemptuous wave of the hand:
“it is a science that can only be learned by practice. You know that
my grandfather was a doctor, but you haven’t got a drop of medical
blood in your veins. These kind of things run in families. All my
family by my father’s side had a knack at physic. ‘There was my uncle
that was killed at Brandywine—he died as easy again as any other man
the regiment, just from knowing how to hold his breath naturally. Few
men know how to breathe naturally.”

“I doubt not, Dickon,” returned the Judge, meeting the bright smile
which, in spite of himself, stole over the stranger’s features, “that
thy family thoroughly under stand the art of letting life slip through
their lingers.”

Richard heard him quite coolly, and putting a hand in either pocket of
his surcoat, so as to press forward the skirts, began to whistle a
tune; but the desire to reply overcame his philosophy, and with great
heat he exclaimed:

“You may affect to smile, Judge Temple, at hereditary virtues, if you
please; but there is not a man on your Patent who don’t know better.
Here, even this young man, who has never seen anything but bears, and
deer, and woodchucks, knows better than to believe virtues are not
transmitted in families. Don’t you, friend?”

“I believe that vice is not,” said the stranger abruptly; his eye
glancing from the father to the daughter.

“The squire is right, Judge,” observed Benjamin, with a knowing nod of
his head toward Richard, that bespoke the cordiality between them,
“Now, in the old country, the king’s majesty touches for the evil, and
that is a disorder that the greatest doctor in the fleet, or for the
matter of that admiral either: can’t cure; only the king’s majesty or
a man that’s been hanged. Yes, the squire is right; for if-so-be that
he wasn’t, how is it that the seventh son always is a doctor, whether
he ships for the cockpit or not? Now when we fell in with the
mounsheers, under De Grasse, d’ye see, we hid aboard of us a doctor—”

“Very well, Benjamin,” interrupted Elizabeth, glancing her eyes from
the hunter to Monsieur Le Quoi, who was most politely attending to
what fell from each individual in succession, “you shall tell me of
that, and all your entertaining adventures together; just now, a room
must be prepared, in which the arm of this gentleman can be dressed.”

“I will attend to that myself, Cousin Elizabeth,” observed Richard,
somewhat haughtily. “The young man will not suffer because Marmaduke
chooses to be a little obstinate. Follow me, my friend, and I will
examine the hurt myself.”

“It will be well to wait for the physician,” said the hunter coldly;
“he cannot be distant,”

Richard paused and looked at the speaker, a little astonished at the
language, and a good deal appalled at the refusal. He construed the
latter into an act of hostility, and, placing his hands in the pockets
again, he walked up to Mr. Grant, and, putting his face close to the
countenance of the divine, said in an undertone:

“Now, mark my words—there will be a story among the settlers, that all
our necks would have been broken but for that fellow—as if I did not
know how to drive. Why, you might have turned the horses yourself,
sir; nothing was easier; it was only pulling hard on the nigh rein,
and touching the off flank of the leader. I hope, my dear sir, you
are not at all hurt by the upset the lad gave us?”

The reply was interrupted by the entrance of the village physician.


“And about his shelves,
A beggarly account of empty boxes,
Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds.
Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses,
Were thinly scattered to make up a show.”-Shakespeare.

Doctor Elnathan Todd, for such was the name of the man of physic, was
commonly thought to be, among the settlers, a gentleman of great
mental endowments, and he was assuredly of rare personal proportions.
In height he measured, without his shoes, exactly six feet and four
inches. His hands, feet, and knees corresponded in every respect with
this formidable stature; but every other part of his frame appeared to
have been intended for a man several sizes smaller, if we except the
length of the limbs. His shoulders were square, in one sense at
least, being in a right line from one side to the other; but they were
so narrow, that the long dangling arms they supported seemed to issue
out of his back. His neck possessed, in an eminent degree, the
property of length to which we have alluded, and it was topped by a
small bullet-head that exhibited on one side a bush of bristling brown
hair and on the other a short, twinkling visage, that appeared to
maintain a constant struggle with itself in order to look wise. He
was the youngest son of a farmer in the western part of Massachusetts,
who, being in some what easy circumstances, had allowed this boy to
shoot up to the height we have mentioned, without the ordinary
interruptions of field labor, wood-chopping, and such other toils as
were imposed on his brothers. Elnathan was indebted for this
exemption from labor in some measure to his extraordinary growth,
which, leaving him pale, inanimate, and listless, induced his tender
mother to pronounce him “a sickly boy, and one that was not equal to
work, but who might earn a living comfortably enough by taking to
pleading law, or turning minister, or doctoring, or some such like
easy calling.’ Still, there was great uncertainty which of these
vocations the youth was best endowed to fill; but, having no other
employment, the stripling was constantly lounging about the homestead,”
munching green apples and hunting for sorrel; when the same sagacious eye
that had brought to light his latent talents seized upon this circumstance
as a clew to his future path through the turmoils of the world.
“Elnathan was cut out for a doctor, she knew, for he was forever digging
for herbs, and tasting all kinds of things that grow’d about the lots.
Then again he had a natural love for doctor-stuff, for when she had left
the bilious pills out for her man, all nicely covered with maple sugar
just ready to take, Nathan had come in and swallowed them for all the
world as if they were nothing, while Ichabod (her husband) could never get
one down without making such desperate faces that it was awful to look on.”

This discovery decided the matter. Elnathan, then about fifteen, was,
much like a wild colt, caught and trimmed by clipping his bushy locks;
dressed in a suit of homespun, dyed in the butternut bark; furnished
with a “New Testament” and a “Webster’s Spelling Book,” and sent to
school. As the boy was by nature quite shrewd enough, and had
previously, at odd times, laid the foundations of reading, writing,
and arithmetic, he was soon conspicuous in the school for his
learning. The delighted mother had the gratification of hearing, from
the lips of the master, that her son was a “prodigious boy, and far
above all his class.” He also thought that “the youth had a natural
love for doctoring, as he had known him frequently advise the smaller
children against eating to much; and, once or twice, when the ignorant
little things had persevered in opposition to Elnathan’s advice, he
had known her son empty the school-baskets with his own mouth, to
prevent the consequences.”

Soon after this comfortable declaration from his school master, the
lad was removed to the house of the village doctor, a gentleman whose
early career had not been unlike that of our hero where he was to be
seen sometimes watering a horse, at others watering medicines, blue,
yellow, and red: then again he might be noticed lolling under an
apple-tree, with Ruddiman’s Latin Grammar in his hand, and a corner of
Denman’s Midwifery sticking out of a pocket; for his instructor held
it absurd to teach his pupil how to dispatch a patient regularly from
this world, before he knew how to bring him into it.

This kind of life continued for a twelvemonth, when he suddenly
appeared at a meeting in a long coat (and well did it deserve the
name!) of black homespun, with little bootees, bound with an uncolored
calf-skin for the want of red morocco.

Soon after he was seen shaving with a dull razor. Three or four
months had scarce elapsed before several elderly ladies were observed
hastening toward the house of a poor woman in the village, while
others were running to and fro in great apparent distress. One or two
boys were mounted, bareback, on horses, and sent off at speed in
various directions. Several indirect questions were put concerning
the place where the physician was last seen; but all would not do; and
at length Elnathan was seen issuing from his door with a very grave
air, preceded by a little white-headed boy, out of breath, trotting
before him. The following day the youth appeared in the street, as
the highway was called, and the neighborhood was much edified by the
additional gravity of his air. The same week he bought a new razor;
and the succeeding Sunday he entered the meeting-house with a red silk
handkerchief in his hand, and with an extremely demure countenance.
In the evening he called upon a young woman of his own class in life,
for there were no others to be found, and, when he was left alone with
the fair, he was called, for the first time in his life, Dr. Todd, by
her prudent mother. The ice once broken in this manner, Elnathan was
greeted from every mouth with his official appellation.

Another year passed under the superintendence of the same master,
during which the young physician had the credit of “ riding with the
old doctor,” although they were generally observed to travel different
roads. At the end of that period, Dr. Todd attained his legal
majority. He then took a jaunt to Boston to purchase medicines, and,
as some intimated, to walk the hospital; we know not how the latter
might have been, but, if true, he soon walked through it, for he
returned within a fortnight, bringing with him a suspicious-looking
box, that smelled powerfully of brimstone.

The next Sunday he was married, and the following morning he entered a
one-horse sleigh with his bride, having before him the box we have
mentioned, with another filled with home-made household linen, a
paper-covered trunk with a red umbrella lashed to it, a pair of quite
new saddle-bags, and a handbox. The next intelligence that his
friends received of the bride and bridegroom was, that the latter was
“settled in the new countries, and well to do as a doctor in
Templeton, in York State!”

If a Templar would smile at the qualifications of Marmaduke to fill
the judicial seat he occupied, we are certain that a graduate of
Leyden or Edinburgh would be extremely amused with this true narration
of the servitude of Elnathan in the temple of Aesculapius. But the
same consolation was afforded to both the jurist and the leech, for
Dr. Todd was quite as much on a level with his own peers of the
profession in that country, as was Marmaduke with his brethren on the

Time and practice did wonders for the physician. He was naturally
humane, but possessed of no small share of moral courage; or, in other
words, he was chary of the lives of his patients, and never tried
uncertain experiments on such members of society as were considered
useful; but, once or twice, when a luckless vagrant had come under his
care, he was a little addicted to trying the effects of every phial in
his saddle-bags on the strangers constitution. Happily their number
was small, and in most cases their natures innocent. By these means
Elnathan had acquired a certain degree of knowledge in fevers and
agues, and could talk with judgment concerning intermittents,
remittents, tertians, quotidians, etc. In certain cutaneous disorders
very prevalent in new settlements, he was considered to be infallible;
and there was no woman on the Patent but would as soon think of
becoming a mother without a husband as without the assistance of Dr.
Todd. In short, he was rearing, on this foundation of sand a
superstructure cemented by practice, though composed of somewhat
brittle materials. He however, occasionally renewed his elementary
studies, and, with the observation of a shrewd mind, was comfort ably
applying his practice to his theory.

In surgery, having the least experience, and it being a business that
spoke directly to the senses, he was most apt to distrust his own
powers; but he had applied oils to several burns, cut round the roots
of sundry defective teeth, and sewed up the wounds of numberless wood
choppers, with considerable éclat, when an unfortunate jobber suffered
a fracture of his leg by the tree that he had been felling. It was on
this occasion that our hero encountered the greatest trial his nerves
and moral feeling had ever sustained. In the hour of need, however,
he was not found wanting. Most of the amputations in the new
settlements, and they were quite frequent, were per formed by some one
practitioner who, possessing originally a reputation, was enabled by
this circumstance to acquire an experience that rendered him deserving
of it; and Elnathan had been present at one or two of these
operations. But on the present occasion the man of practice was not
to be obtained, and the duty fell, as a matter of course, to the share
of Mr. Todd. He went to work with a kind of blind desperation,
observing, at the same time, all the externals of decent gravity and
great skill, The sufferer’s name was Milligan, and it was to this
event that Richard alluded, when he spoke of assisting the doctor at
an amputation by holding the leg! The limb was certainly cut off, and
the patient survived the operation. It was, however, two years before
poor Milligan ceased to complain that they had buried the leg in so
narrow a box that it was straitened for room; he could feel the pain
shooting up from the inhumed fragment into the living members.
Marmaduke suggested that the fault might lie in the arteries and
nerves; but Richard, considering the amputation as part of his own
handiwork, strongly repelled the insinuation, at the same time
declaring that he had often heard of men who could tell when it was
about to rain, by the toes of amputated limbs, After two or three
years, notwithstanding, Milligan's complaints gradually diminished,
the leg was dug up, and a larger box furnished, and from that hour no
one had heard the sufferer utter another complaint on the subject.
This gave the public great confidence in Dr. Todd, whose reputation
was hourly increasing, and, luckily for his patients, his information

Notwithstanding Dr. Todd’s practice, and his success with the leg, he
was not a little appalled on entering the hall of the mansion-house.
It was glaring with the light of day; it looked so imposing, compared
with the hastily built and scantily furnished apartments which he
frequented in his ordinary practice, and contained so many well-
dressed persons and anxious faces, that his usually firm nerves were a
good deal discomposed. He had heard from the messenger who summoned
him, that it was a gun-shot wound, and had come from his own home,
wading through the snow, with his saddle-bags thrown over his arm,
while separated arteries, penetrated lungs, and injured vitals were
whirling through his brain, as if he were stalking over a field of
battle, instead of Judge Temple’s peaceable in closure.

The first object that met his eye, as he moved into the room, was
Elizabeth in her riding-habit, richly laced with gold cord, her fine
form bending toward him, and her face expressing deep anxiety in every
one of its beautiful features. The enormous knees of the physician
struck each other with a noise that was audible; for, in the absent
state of his mind, he mistook her for a general officer, perforated
with bullets, hastening from the field of battle to implore
assistance. The delusion, however, was but momentary, and his eye
glanced rapidly from the daughter to the earnest dignity of the
father’s countenance; thence to the busy strut of Richard, who was
cooling his impatience at the hunter’s indifference to his assistance,
by pacing the hall and cracking his whip; from him to the Frenchman,
who had stood for several minutes unheeded with a chair for the lady;
thence to Major Hartmann, who was very coolly lighting a pipe three
feet long by a candle in one of the chandeliers; thence to Mr. Grant,
who was turning over a manuscript with much earnestness at one of the
lustres; thence to Remarkable, who stood, with her arms demurely
folded before her, surveying, with a look of admiration and envy, the
dress and beauty of the young lady; and from her to Benjamin, who,
with his feet standing wide apart, and his arms akimbo, was balancing
his square little body with the indifference of one who is accustomed
to wounds and bloodshed. All of these seemed to be unhurt, and the
operator began to breathe more freely; but, before he had time to take
a second look, the Judge, advancing, shook him kindly by the hand, and

“Thou art welcome, my good sir, quite welcome, indeed; here is a youth
whom I have unfortunately wounded in shooting a deer this evening, and
who requires some of thy assistance.”

“Shooting at a deer, ‘Duke,” interrupted Richard— “shooting at a deer.
Who do you think can prescribe, unless he knows the truth of the case?
It is always so with some people; they think a doctor can be deceived
with the same impunity as another man.”

“Shooting at a deer, truly,” returned the Judge, smiling, “although it
is by no means certain that I did not aid in destroying the buck; but
the youth is injured by my hand, be that as it may; and it is thy
skill that must cure him, and my pocket shall amply reward thee for

“Two ver good tings to depend on,” observed Monsieur Le Quoi, bowing
politely, with a sweep of his head to the Judge and to the

“I thank you, monsieur,” returned the Judge; “but we keep the young
man in pain. Remarkable, thou wilt please to provide linen for lint
and bandages.”

This remark caused a cessation of the compliments, and induced the
physician to turn an inquiring eye in the direction of his patient.
During the dialogue the young hunter had thrown aside his overcoat,
and now stood clad in a plain suit of the common, light-colored
homespun of the country, that was evidently but recently made. His
hand was on the lapels of his coat, in the attitude of removing the
garment, when he suddenly suspended the movement, and looked toward
the commiserating Elizabeth, who was standing in an unchanged posture,
too much absorbed with her anxious feelings to heed his actions. A
slight color appeared on the brow of the youth.

“Possibly the sight of blood may alarm the lady; I will retire to
another room while the wound is dressing.”

“By no means.” said Dr. Todd, who, having discovered that his patient
was far from being a man of importance, felt much emboldened to
perform the duty. “The strong light of these candles is favorable to
the operation, and it is seldom that we hard students enjoy good

While speaking, Elnathan placed a pair of large iron-rimmed spectacles
on his face, where they dropped, as it were by long practice, to the
extremity of his slim pug nose; and, if they were of no service as
assistants to his eyes, neither were they any impediment to his
vision; for his little gray organs were twinkling above them like two
stars emerging from the envious cover of a cloud. The action was
unheeded by all but Remarkable, who observed to Benjamin:

“Dr. Todd is a comely man to look on, and despu’t pretty. How well he
seems in spectacles! I declare, they give a grand look to a body’s
face. I have quite a great mind to try them myself.”

The speech of the stranger recalled the recollection of Miss Temple,
who started as if from deep abstraction, and, coloring excessively,
she motioned to a young woman who served in the capacity of maid, and
retired with an air of womanly reserve.

The field was now left to the physician and his patient, while the
different personages who remained gathered around the latter, with
faces expressing the various degrees of interest that each one felt in
his condition. Major Hartmann alone retained his seat, where he
continued to throw out vast quantities of smoke, now rolling his eyes
up to the ceiling, as if musing on the uncertainty of life, and now
bending them on the wounded man, with an expression that bespoke some
consciousness of his situation.

In the mean time Elnathan, to whom the sight of a gun shot wound was a
perfect novelty, commenced his preparations with a solemnity and care
that were worthy of the occasion. An old shirt was procured by
Benjamin, and placed in the hand of the other, who tore divers
bandages from it, with an exactitude that marked both his own skill
and the importance of the operation.

When this preparatory measure was taken, Dr. Todd selected a piece of
the shirt with great care, and handing to Mr. Jones, without moving a
muscle, said: “Here, Squire Jones, you are well acquainted with these
things; will you please to scrape the lint? It should be fine and
soft, you know, my dear sir; and be cautious that no cotton gets in,
or it may p’izen the wound. The shirt has been made with cotton
thread, but you can easily pick it out.”

Richard assumed the office, with a nod at his cousin, that said quite
plainly, “You see this fellow can’t get along without me;” and began
to scrape the linen on his knee with great diligence.

A table was now spread with phials, boxes of salve, and divers
surgical instruments. As the latter appeared in succession, from a
case of red morocco, their owner held up each implement to the strong
light of the chandelier, near to which he stood, and examined it with
the nicest care. A red silk handkerchief was frequently applied to
the glittering steel, as if to remove from the polished surfaces the
least impediment which might exist to the most delicate operation.
After the rather scantily furnished pocket-case which contained these
instruments was exhausted, the physician turned to his saddle-bags,
and produced various phials, filled with liquids of the most radiant
colors. These were arranged in due order by the side of the murderous
saws, knives, and scissors, when Elnathan stretched his long body to
its utmost elevation, placing his hand on the small of his back as if
for sup port, and looked about him to discover what effect this
display of professional skill was likely to produce on the spectators.

“Upon my wort, toctor,” observed Major Hartmann, with a roguish roll
of his little black eyes, but with every other feature of his face in
a state of perfect rest, “put you have a very pretty pocket-book of
tools tere, and your toctor-stuff glitters as if it was petter for ter
eyes as for ter pelly.”

Elnathan gave a hem—one that might have been equally taken for that
kind of noise which cowards are said to make in order to awaken their
dormant courage, or for a natural effort to clear the throat; if for
the latter it was successful; for, turning his face to the veteran
German, he said:

“Very true, Major Hartmann, very true, sir; a prudent man will always
strive to make his remedies agreeable to the eyes, though they may not
altogether suit the stomach. It is no small part of our art, sir,”
and he now spoke with the confidence of a man who understood his
subject, “to reconcile the patient to what is for his own good, though
at the same time it may be unpalatable.”

“Sartain! Dr. Todd is right,” said Remarkable, “and has Scripter for
what he says. The Bible tells us how things may be sweet to the
mouth, and bitter to the inwards.”

“True, true,” interrupted the Judge, a little impatiently; “but here
is a youth who needs no deception to lure him to his own benefit. I
see, by his eye, that he fears nothing more than delay.”

The stranger had, without assistance, bared his own shoulder, when the
slight perforation produced by the pas sage of the buckshot was
plainly visible. The intense cold of the evening had stopped the
bleeding, and Dr. Todd, casting a furtive glance at the wound, thought
it by no means so formidable an affair as he had anticipated. Thus
encouraged, he approached his patient, and made some indication of an
intention to trace the route that had been taken by the lead.

Remarkable often found occasions, in after days, to recount the
minutiae of that celebrated operation; and when she arrived at this
point she commonly proceeded as follows:” And then the doctor tuck out
of the pocket book a long thing, like a knitting-needle, with a button
fastened to the end on't; and then he pushed it into the wound and
then the young man looked awful; and then I thought I should have
swaned away—I felt in sitch a dispu’t taking; and then the doctor had
run it right through his shoulder, and shoved the bullet out on tother
side; and so Dr. Todd cured the young man—Of a ball that the Judge had
shot into him—for all the world as easy as I could pick out a splinter
with my darning-needle.”

Such were the impressions of Remarkable on the subject; and such
doubtless were the opinions of most of those who felt it necessary to
entertain a species of religious veneration for the skill of Elnathan;
but such was far from the truth.

When the physician attempted to introduce the instrument described by
Remarkable, he was repulsed by the stranger, with a good deal of
decision, and some little contempt, in his manner.

“I believe, sir,” he said, “that a probe is not necessary; the shot
has missed the bone, and has passed directly through the arm to the
opposite side, where it remains but skin deep, and whence, I should
think, it might he easily extracted.”

“The gentleman knows best,” said Dr. Todd, laying down the probe with
the air of a man who had assumed it merely in compliance with forms;
and, turning to Richard, he fingered the lint with the appearance of
great care and foresight. “Admirably well scraped, Squire Jones: it
is about the best lint I have ever seen. I want your assistance, my
good sir, to hold the patient’s arm while I make an incision for the
ball. Now, I rather guess there is not another gentleman present who
could scrape the lint so well as Squire Jones!”

“Such things run in families,” observed Richard, rising with alacrity
to render the desired assistance. “My father, and my grandfather
before him, were both celebrated for their knowledge of surgery; they
were not, like Marmaduke here, puffed up with an accidental thing,
such as the time when he drew in the hip-joint of the man who was
thrown from his horse; that was the fall before you came into the
settlement, doctor; but they were men who were taught the thing
regularly, spending half their lives in learning those little
niceties; though, for the matter of that, my grandfather was a
college-bred physician, and the best in the colony, too—that is, in
his neighborhood.”

“So it goes with the world, squire,” cried Benjamin; “if so be that a
man wants to walk the quarter-deck with credit, d’ye see, and with
regular built swabs on his shoulders, he mustn’t think to do it by
getting in at the cabin windows. There are two ways to get into a
top, besides the lubber-holes. The true way to walk aft is to begin
forrard; tho’f it he only in a humble way, like myself, d’ye see,
which was from being only a hander of topgallant sails, and a stower
of the flying-jib, to keeping the key of the captain’s locker.”

Benjamin speaks quite to the purpose,’ continued Richard, “I dare say
that he has often seen shot extracted in the different ships in which
he has served; suppose we get him to hold the basin; he must be used
to the sight of blood.”

“That he is, squire, that he is,” interrupted the cidevant steward;
“many’s the good shot, round, double-headed, and grape, that I’ve seen
the doctors at work on. For the matter of that, I was in a boat,
alongside the ship, when they cut out the twelve-pound shot from the
thigh of the captain of the Foodyrong, one of Mounsheer Ler Quaw’s
countrymen!” *

* It is possible that the reader may start at this declaration of
Benjamin, but those who have lived in the new settlements of America
are too much accustomed to hear of these European exploits to doubt

“A twelve-pound ball from the thigh of a human being:” exclaimed Mr.
Grant, with great simplicity, dropping the sermon he was again
reading, and raising his spectacles to the top of his forehead.

“A twelve-pounder!” echoed Benjamin, staring around him with much
confidence; “a twelve-pounder! ay! a twenty-four-pound shot can easily
be taken from a man’s body, if so be a doctor only knows how, There’s
Squire Jones, now, ask him, sir; he reads all the books; ask him if he
never fell in with a page that keeps the reckoning of such things.”

“Certainly, more important operations than that have been performed,”
observed Richard; “the encyclopaedia mentions much more incredible
circumstances than that, as, I dare say, you know, Dr. Todd.”

“Certainly, there are incredible tales told in the encyclopaedias,”
returned Elnathan, “though I cannot say that I have ever seen, myself,
anything larger than a musket ball extracted.”

During this discourse an incision had been made through the skin of
the young hunter’s shoulder, and the lead was laid bare. Elnathan
took a pair of glittering forceps, and was in the act of applying them
to the wound, when a sudden motion of the patient caused the shot to
fall out of itself, The long arm and broad hand of the operator were
now of singular service; for the latter expanded itself, and caught
the lead, while at the same time an extremely ambiguous motion was
made by its brother, so as to leave it doubtful to the spectators how
great was its agency in releasing the shot, Richard, however, put the
matter at rest by exclaiming:

“Very neatly done, doctor! I have never seen a shot more neatly
extracted; and I dare say Benjamin will say the same.”

“Why, considering,” returned Benjamin, “I must say that it was ship-
shape and Brister-fashion. Now all that the doctor has to do, is to
clap a couple of plugs in the holes, and the lad will float in any
gale that blows in these here hills,”

“I thank you, sir, for what you have done,” said the youth, with a
little distance; “but here is a man who will take me under his care,
and spare you all, gentlemen, any further trouble on my account”

The whole group turned their heads in surprise, and beheld, standing
at one of the distant doors of the hall, the person of Indian John.


“From Sesquehanna’s utmost springs,
Where savage tribes pursue their game,
His blanket tied with yellow strings,
The shepherd of the forest came. ‘—Freneau.

Before the Europeans, or, to use a more significant term, the
Christians, dispossessed the original owners of the soil, all that
section of country which contains the New England States, and those of
the Middle which lie east of the mountains, was occupied by two great
nations of Indians, from whom had descended numberless tribes. But,
as the original distinctions between these nations were marked by a
difference in language, as well as by repeated and bloody wars, they
were never known to amalgamate, until after the power and inroads of
the whites had reduced some of the tribes to a state of dependence
that rendered not only their political, but, considering the wants and
habits of a savage, their animal existence also, extremely precarious.

These two great divisions consisted, on the one side, of the Five, or,
as they were afterward called, the Six Nations, and their allies; and,
on the other, of the Lenni Lenape, or Delawares, with the numerous and
powerful tribes that owned that nation as their grandfather The former
was generally called, by the Anglo-Americans Iroquois, or the Six
Nations, and sometimes Mingoes. Their appellation among their rivals,
seems generally to have been the Mengwe, or Maqua. They consisted of
the tribes or, as their allies were fond of asserting, in order to
raise their consequence, of the several nations of the Mohawks, the
Oneidas, the Onondagas, Cayugas, and Senecas; who ranked, in the
confederation in the order in which they are named. The Tuscaroras
were admitted to this union near a century after its foundation, and
thus completed the number of six.

Of the Lenni Lenape, or as they were called by the whites, from the
circumstances of their holding their great council-fire on the banks
of that river, the Delaware nation, the principal tribes, besides that
which bore the generic name, were the Mahicanni, Mohicans, or
Mohegans, and the Nanticokes, or Nentigoes. Of these the latter held
the country along the waters of the Chesapeake and the seashore; while
the Mohegans occupied the district between the Hudson and the ocean,
including much of New England. Of course these two tribes were the
first who were dispossessed of their lands by the Europeans.

The wars of a portion of the latter are celebrated among us as the
wars of King Philip; but the peaceful policy of William Penn, or
Miquon, as he was termed by the natives, effected its object with less
difficulty, though not with less certainty. As the natives gradually
disappeared from the country of the Mohegans, some scattering families
sought a refuge around the council-fire of the mother tribe, or the

This people had been induced to suffer themselves to be called women
by their old enemies, the Mingoes, or Iroquois. After the latter,
having in vain tried the effects of hostility, had recourse in
artifice in order to prevail over their rivals. According to this
declaration, the Delawares were to cultivate the arts of peace, and to
intrust their defence entirely to the men, or warlike tribes of the
Six Nations.

This state of things continued until the war of the Revolution. When
the Lenni Lenape formally asserted their independence, and fearlessly
declared that they were again men. But, in a government so peculiarly
republican as the Indian polity, it was not at all times an easy task
to restrain its members within the rules of the nation. Several
fierce and renowned warriors of the Mohegans, finding the conflict
with the whites to be in vain, sought a refuge with their grandfather,
and brought with them the feelings and principles that had so long
distinguished them in their own tribe. These chieftains kept alive,
in some measure, the martial spirit of the Delawares; and would, at
times, lead small parties against their ancient enemies, or such other
foes as incurred their resentment.

Among these warriors was one race particularly famous for their
prowess, and for those qualities that render an Indian hero
celebrated. But war, time, disease, and want had conspired to thin
their number; and the sole representative of this once renowned family
now stood in the hall of Marmaduke Temple. He had for a long time
been an associate of the white men, particularly in their wars, and
having been, at the season when his services were of importance, much
noticed and flattered, he had turned Christian and was baptized by the
name of John. He had suffered severely in his family during the
recent war, having had every soul to whom he was allied cut off by an
inroad of the enemy; and when the last lingering remnant of his nation
extinguished their fires, among the hills of the Delaware, he alone
had remained, with a determination of laying his hones in that country
where his fathers had so long lived and governed.

It was only, however, within a few months, that he had appeared among
the mountains that surrounded Templeton. To the hut of the old hunter
he seemed peculiarly welcome; and, as the habits of the Leather-
Stocking were so nearly assimilated to those of the savages, the
conjunction of their interests excited no surprise. They resided in
the same cabin, ate of the same food, and were chiefly occupied in the
same pursuits.

We have already mentioned the baptismal name of this ancient chief;
but in his conversation with Natty, held in the language of the
Delawares, he was heard uniformly to call himself Chingachgook, which,
interpreted, means the “Great Snake.” This name he had acquired in his
youth, by his skill and prowess in war; but when his brows began to
wrinkle with time, and he stood alone, the last of his family, and his
particular tribe, the few Delawares, who yet continued about the head-
waters of their river, gave him the mournful appellation of Mohegan.
Perhaps there was something of deep feeling excited in the bosom of
this inhabitant of the forest by the sound of a name that recalled the
idea of his nation in ruins, for he seldom used it himself—never,
indeed, excepting on the most solemn occasions; but the settlers had
united, according to the Christian custom, his baptismal with his
national name, and to them he was generally known as John Mohegan, or,
more familiarly, as Indian John.

From his long association with the white men, the habits of Mohegan
were a mixture of the civilized and savage states, though there was
certainly a strong preponderance in favor of the latter. In common
with all his people, who dwelt within the influence of the Anglo-
Americans, he had acquired new wants, and his dress was a mixture of
his native and European fashions. Notwithstanding the in tense cold
without, his head was uncovered; but a profusion of long, black,
coarse hair concealed his forehead, his crown, and even hung about his
cheeks, so as to convey the idea, to one who knew his present amid
former conditions, that he encouraged its abundance, as a willing veil
to hide the shame of a noble soul, mourning for glory once known. His
forehead, when it could be seen, appeared lofty, broad, and noble.
His nose was high, and of the kind called Roman, with nostrils that
expanded, in his seventieth year, with the freedom that had
distinguished them in youth. His mouth was large, but compressed, and
possessing a great share of expression and character, and, when
opened, it discovered a perfect set of short, strong, and regular
teeth. His chin was full, though not prominent; and his face bore the
infallible mark of his people, in its square, high cheek-bones. The
eyes were not large, but their black orbs glittered in the rays of the
candles, as he gazed intently down the hall, like two balls of fire.

The instant that Mohegan observed himself to be noticed by the group
around the young stranger, he dropped the blanket which covered the
upper part of his frame, from his shoulders, suffering it to fall over
his leggins of untanned deer-skin, where it was retained by a belt of
bark that confined it to his waist.

As he walked slowly down the long hail, the dignified and deliberate
tread of the Indian surprised the spectators.

His shoulders, and body to his waist, were entirely bare, with the
exception of a silver medallion of Washington, that was suspended from
his neck by a thong of buckskin, and rested on his high chest, amid
many scars. His shoulders were rather broad and full; but the arms,
though straight and graceful, wanted the muscular appearance that
labor gives to a race of men. The medallion was the only ornament he
wore, although enormous slits in the rim of either ear, which suffered
the cartilages to fall two inches below the members, had evidently
been used for the purposes of decoration in other days. in his hand
he held a small basket of the ash-wood slips, colored in divers
fantastical conceits, with red and black paints mingled with the white
of the wood.

As this child of the forest approached them, the whole party stood
aside, and allowed him to confront the object of his visit. He did
not speak, however, but stood fixing his glowing eyes on the shoulder
of the young hunter, and then turning them intently on the countenance
of the Judge. The latter was a good deal astonished at this unusual
departure from the ordinarily subdued and quiet manner of the Indian;
but he extended his hand, and said:

“Thou art welcome, John. This youth entertains a high opinion of thy
skill, it seems, for he prefers thee to dress his wound even to our
good friend, Dr. Todd.”

Mohegan now spoke in tolerable English, but in a low, monotonous,
guttural tone;

“The children of Miquon do not love the sight of blood; and yet the
Young Eagle has been struck by the hand that should do no evil!”

“Mohegan! old John!” exclaimed the Judge, “thinkest thou that my hand
has ever drawn human blood willingly? For shame! for shame, old John!
thy religion should have taught thee better.”

“The evil spirit sometimes lives in the best heart,” returned John,
“but my brother speaks the truth; his hand has never taken life, when
awake; no! not even when the children of the great English Father were
making the waters red with the blood of his people.”

“Surely John,” said Mr. Grant, with much earnestness, “you remember
the divine command of our Saviour, ‘Judge not, lest ye be judged.’
What motive could Judge Temple have for injuring a youth like this;
one to whom he is unknown, and from whom he can receive neither in
jury nor favor?”

John listened respectfully to the divine, and, when he had concluded,
he stretched out his arm, and said with energy:

“He is innocent. My brother has not done this.”

Marmaduke received the offered hand of the other with a smile, that
showed, however he might be astonished at his suspicion, he had ceased
to resent it; while the wounded youth stood, gazing from his red
friend to his host, with interest powerfully delineated in his

No sooner was this act of pacification exchanged, than John proceeded
to discharge the duty on which he had come. Dr. Todd was far from
manifesting any displeasure at this invasion of his rights, but made
way for the new leech with an air that expressed a willingness to
gratify the humors of his patient, now that the all-important part of
the business was so successfully performed, and nothing remained to be
done but what any child might effect, indeed, he whispered as much to
Monsieur Le Quoi, when he said:

“It was fortunate that the ball was extracted before this Indian came
in; but any old woman can dress the wound. The young man, I hear,
lives with John and Natty Bumppo, and it’s always best to humor a
patient, when it can be done discreetly—I say, discreetly, monsieur.”

“Certainement,” returned the Frenchman; “you seem ver happy, Mister
Todd, in your pratice. I tink the elder lady might ver well finish
vat you so skeelfully begin.”

But Richard had, at the bottom, a great deal of veneration for the
knowledge of Mohegan, especially in external wounds; and, retaining
all his desire for a participation in glory, he advanced nigh the
Indian, and said: “Sago, sago, Mohegan! sago my good fellow I am glad
you have come; give me a regular physician, like Dr. Todd to cut into
flesh, and a native to heal the wound. Do you remember, John, the
time when I and you set the bone of Natty Bumppo’s little finger,
after he broke it by falling from the rock, when he was trying to get
the partridge that fell on the cliffs? I never could tell yet whether
it was I or Natty who killed that bird: he fired first, and the bird
stooped, and then it was rising again as I pulled trigger. I should
have claimed it for a certainty, but Natty said the hole was too big
for shot, and he fired a single ball from his rifle; but the piece I
carried then didn’t scatter, and I have known it to bore a hole
through a board, when I’ve been shooting at a mark, very much like
rifle bullets. Shall I help you, John? You know I have a knack at
these things.”

Mohegan heard this disquisition quite patiently, and, when Richard
concluded, he held out the basket which contained his specifics,
indicating, by a gesture, that he might hold it. Mr. Jones was quite
satisfied with this commission; and ever after, in speaking of the
event, was used to say that “Dr. Todd and I cut out the bullet, and I
and Indian John dressed the wound.”

The patient was much more deserving of that epithet while under the
hands of Mohegan, than while suffering under the practice of the
physician. Indeed, the Indian gave him but little opportunity for the
exercise of a forbearing temper, as he had come prepared for the
occasion. His dressings were soon applied, and consisted only of some
pounded bark, moistened with a fluid that he had expressed from some
of the simples of the woods.

Among the native tribes of the forest there were always two kinds of
leeches to be met with. The one placed its whole dependence on the
exercise of a supernatural power, and was held in greater veneration
than their practice could at all justify ; but the other was really
endowed with great skill in the ordinary complaints of the human body,
and was more particularly, as Natty had intimated, “curous” in cuts
and bruises.”

While John and Richard were placing the dressings on the wound,
Elnathan was acutely eyeing the contents of Mohegan’s basket, which
Mr. Jones, in his physical ardor had transferred to the doctor, in
order to hold himself one end of the bandages. Here he was soon
enabled to detect sundry fragments of wood and bark, of which he quite
coolly took possession, very possibly without any intention of
speaking at all upon the subject; but, when he beheld the full blue
eye of Marmaduke watching his movements, he whispered to the Judge:

“It is not to be denied, Judge Temple, but what the savages are
knowing in small matters of physic. They hand these things down in
their traditions. Now in cancers and hydrophoby they are quite
ingenious. I will just take this bark home and analyze it; for,
though it can’t be worth sixpence to the young man’s shoulder, it may
be good for the toothache, or rheumatism, or some of them complaints.
A man should never be above learning, even if it be from an Indian,”

It was fortunate for Dr. Todd that his principles were so liberal, as,
coupled with his practice, they were the means by which he acquired
all his knowledge, and by which he was gradually qualifying himself
for the duties of his profession. The process to which he subjected
the specific differed, however, greatly from the ordinary rules of
chemistry; for instead of separating he afterward united the component
parts of Mohegan’s remedy, and was thus able to discover the tree
whence the Indian had taken it.

Some ten years after this event, when civilization and its refinements
had crept, or rather rushed, into the settlements among these wild
hills, an affair of honor occurred, and Elnathan was seen to apply a
salve to the wound received by one of the parties, which had the
flavor that was peculiar to the tree, or root, that Mohegan had used.
Ten years later still, when England and the United States were again
engaged in war, and the hordes of the western parts of the State of
New York were rushing to the field, Elnathan, presuming on the
reputation obtained by these two operations, followed in the rear of a
brigade of militia as its surgeon!

When Mohegan had applied the bark, he freely relinquished to Richard
the needle and thread that were used in sewing the bandages, for these
were implements of which the native but little understood the use:
and, step ping back with decent gravity, awaited the completion of the
business by the other.

“Reach me the scissors,” said Mr. Jones, when he had finished, and
finished for the second time, after tying the linen in every shape and
form that it could be placed; “reach me the scissors, for here is a
thread that must be cut off, or it might get under the dressings, and
inflame the wound. See, John, I have put the lint I scraped between
two layers of the linen; for though the bark is certainly best for the
flesh, yet the lint will serve to keep the cold air from the wound.
If any lint will do it good, it is this lint; I scraped it myself, and
I will not turn my back at scraping lint to any man on the Patent. I
ought to know how, if anybody ought, for my grandfather was a doctor,
and my father had a natural turn that way.”

“Here, squire, is the scissors,” said Remarkable, producing from
beneath her petticoat of green moreen a pair of dull-looking shears;
“well, upon my say-so, you have sewed on the rags as well as a woman.”

“As well as a woman!” echoed Richard with indignation; “what do women
know of such matters? and you are proof of the truth of what I say.
Who ever saw such a pair of shears used about a wound? Dr. Todd, I
will thank you for the scissors from the case, Now, young man, I think
you’ll do. The shot has been neatly taken out, although, perhaps,
seeing I had a hand in it, I ought not to say so; and the wound is
admirably dressed. You will soon be well again; though the jerk you
gave my leaders must have a tendency to inflame the shoulder, yet you
will do, you will do, You were rather flurried, I sup pose, and not
used to horses; but I forgive the accident for the motive; no doubt
you had the best of motives; yes, now you will do.”

“Then, gentlemen,” said the wounded stranger, rising, and resuming his
clothes, “it will be unnecessary for me to trespass longer on your
time and patience. There remains but one thing more to be settled,
and that is, our respective rights to the deer, Judge Temple.”

“I acknowledge it to be thine,” said. Marmaduke; “and much more
deeply am I indebted to thee than for this piece of venison. But in
the morning thou wilt call here, and we can adjust this, as well as
more important matters Elizabeth”—for the young lady, being apprised
that the wound was dressed, had re-entered the hall—” thou wilt order
a repast for this youth before we proceed to the church; and Aggy will
have a sleigh prepared to convey him to his friend.”

“But, sir, I cannot go without a part of the deer,” returned the
youth, seemingly struggling with his own feelings; “I have already
told you that I needed the venison for myself.”

“Oh, we will not he particular,” exclaimed Richard; “the Judge will
pay you in the morning for the whole deer; and, Remarkable, give the
lad all the animal excepting the saddle; so, on the whole, I think you
may consider yourself as a very lucky young man—you have been shot
without being disabled; have had the wound dressed in the best
possible manner here in the woods, as well as it would have been done
in the Philadelphia hospital, if not better; have sold your deer at a
high price, and yet can keep most of the carcass, with the skin in the
bargain. ‘Marky, tell Tom to give him the skin too, and in the
morning bring the skin to me and I will give you half a dollar for it,
or at least three-and-sixpence. I want just such a skin to cover the
pillion that I am making for Cousin Bess.”

“I thank you, sir, for your liberality, and, I trust, am also thankful
for my escape,” returned the stranger; “but you reserve the very part
of the animal that I wished for my own use. I must have the saddle

“Must!” echoed Richard; “must is harder to be swallowed than the horns
of the buck.”

“Yes, must,” repeated the youth; when, turning his head proudly around
him, as if to see who would dare to controvert his rights, he met the
astonished gaze of Elizabeth, and proceeded more mildly: “That is, if
a man is allowed the possession of that which his hand hath killed.
and the law will protect him in the enjoyment of his own.”

“The law will do so,” said Judge Temple, with an air of mortification
mingled with surprise. “Benjamin, see that the whole deer is placed
in the sleigh; and have this youth conveyed to the hut of Leather
Stocking. But, young man thou hast a name, and I shall see you again,
in order to compensate thee for the wrong I have done thee?”

“I am called Edwards,” returned the hunter; “Oliver Edwards, I am
easily to be seen, sir, for I live nigh by, and am not afraid to show
my face, having never injured any man.”

“It is we who have injured you, sir,” said Elizabeth; “and the
knowledge that you decline our assistance would give my father great
pain. He would gladly see you in the morning.”

The young hunter gazed at the fair speaker until his earnest look
brought the blood to her temples; when, recollecting himself, he bent
his head, dropping his eyes to the carpet, and replied:

“In the morning, then, will I return, and see Judge Temple; and I will
accept his offer of the sleigh in token of amity.”

“Amity!” repeated Marmaduke; “there was no malice in the act that
injured thee, young man; there should be none in the feelings which it
may engender.”

“Forgive our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us,”
observed Mr. Grant, “is the language used by our Divine Master
himself, and it should be the golden rule with us, his humble

The stranger stood a moment lost in thought, and then, glancing his
dark eyes rather wildly around the hall, he bowed low to the divine,
and moved from the apartment with an air that would not admit of

“‘Tis strange that one so young should harbor such feelings of
resentment,” said Marmaduke, when the door closed behind the stranger;
“but while the pain is recent, and the sense of the injury so fresh,
he must feel more strongly than in cooler moments. I doubt not we
shall see him in the morning more tractable.”

Elizabeth, to whom this speech was addressed, did not reply, but moved
slowly up the hall by herself, fixing her eyes on the little figure of
the English ingrain carpet that covered the floor; while, on the other
hand, Richard gave a loud crack with his whip, as the stranger
disappeared, and cried:

“Well, ‘Duke, you are your own master, but I would have tried law for
the saddle before I would have given it to the fellow. Do you not own
the mountains as well as the valleys? are not the woods your own? what
right has this chap, or the Leather-Stocking, to shoot in your woods
without your permission? Now, I have known a farmer in Pennsylvania
order a sportsman off his farm with as little ceremony as I would
order Benjamin to put a log in the stove—By-the-bye, Benjamin, see how
the thermometer stands.—Now, if a man has a right to do this on a farm
of a hundred acres, what power must a landlord have who owns sixty
thousand—ay, for the matter of that, including the late purchases, a
hundred thousand? There is Mohegan, to be sure, he may have some
right, being a native; but it’s little the poor fellow can do now with
his rifle. How is this managed in France, Monsieur Le Quoi? Do you
let everybody run over your land in that country helter-skelter, as
they do here, shooting the game, so that a gentleman has but little or
no chance with his gun?”

“Bah! diable, no, Meester Deeck,” replied the Frenchman; “we give, in
France, no liberty except to the ladi.”

“Yes, yes, to the women, I know,” said Richard, “that is your Salic
law. I read, sir, all kinds of books; of France, as well as England;
of Greece, as well as Rome. But if I were in ‘Duke’s place, I would
stick up advertisements to-morrow morning, forbidding all persons to
shoot, or trespass in any manner, on my woods. I could write such an
advertisement myself, in an hour, as would put a stop to the thing at

“Richart,” said Major Hartmann, very coolly knocking the ashes from
his pipe into the spitting-box by his side, “now listen; I have livet
seventy-five years on ter Mohawk, and in ter woots. You had better
mettle as mit ter deyvel, as mit ter hunters, Tey live mit ter gun,
and a rifle is better as ter law.”

“Ain’t Marmaduke a judge?” said Richard indignantly. “Where is the
use of being a judge, or having a judge, if there is no law? Damn the
fellow! I have a great mind to sue him in the morning myself, before
Squire Doolittle, for meddling with my leaders. I am not afraid of
his rifle. I can shoot, too. I have hit a dollar many a time at
fifty rods

“Thou hast missed more dollars than ever thou hast hit, Dickon,”
exclaimed the cheerful voice of the Judge. “But we will now take our
evening’s repast, which I perseive, by Remarkable's physiognomy, is
ready. Monsieur Le Quoi, Miss Temple has a hand at your service.
Will you lead the way, my child?”

“Ah! ma chere mam’selle, comme je suis enchante!” said the Frenchman.
“Il ne manque que les dames de faire un paradis de Templeton.”

Mr. Grant and Mohegan continued in the hall, while the remainder of
the party withdrew to an eating parlor, if we except Benjamin, who
civilly remained to close the rear after the clergyman and to open the
front door for the exit of the Indian.

“John,” said the divine, when the figure of Judge Temple disappeared,
the last of the group, “to-morrow is the festival of the nativity of
our blessed Redeemer, when the church has appointed prayers and
thanksgivings to be offered up by her children, and when all are
invited to partake of the mystical elements. As you have taken up the
cross, and become a follower of good and an eschewer of evil, I trust
I shall see you before the altar, with a contrite heart and a meek

“John will come,” said the Indian, betraying no surprise; though he
did not understand all the terms used by the other.

“Yes,” continued Mr. Grant, laying his hand gently on the tawny
shoulder of the aged chief, “but it is not enough to be there in the
body; you must come in the spirit and in truth. The Redeemer died for
all, for the poor Indian as well as for the white man. Heaven knows
no difference in color; nor must earth witness a separation of the
church. It is good and profitable, John, to freshen the
understanding, and support the wavering, by the observance of our holy
festivals; but all form is but stench in the nostrils of the Holy One,
unless it be accompanied by a devout and humble spirit.”

The Indian stepped back a little, and, raising his body to its utmost
powers of erection, he stretched his right arm on high, and dropped
his forefinger downward, as if pointing from the heavens; then,
striking his other band on his naked breast, he said, with energy:

“The eye of the Great Spirit can see from the clouds— the bosom of
Mohegan is bare!”

“It is well, John, and I hope you will receive profit and consolation
from the performance of this duty. The Great Spirit overlooks none of
his children; and the man of the woods is as much an object of his
care as he who dwells in a palace. I wish you a good-night, and pray
God to bless you.

The Indian bent his head, and they separated—the one to seek his hut,
and the other to join his party at the supper-table. While Benjamin
was opening the door for the passage of the chief, he cried, in a tone
that was meant to be encouraging:

The parson says the word that is true, John. If so be that they took
count of the color of the skin in heaven, why, they might refuse to
muster on their books a Christian-born, like myself, just for the
matter of a little tan, from cruising in warm latitudes; though, for
the matter of that, this damned norwester is enough to whiten the skin
of a blackamore. Let the reef out of your blanket, man, or your red
hide will hardly weather the night with out a touch from the frost.”


“For here the exile met from every clime,
And spoke, in friendship, every distant tongue.”—Campbell.

We have made our readers acquainted with some variety in character and
nations, in introducing the most important personages of this legend
to their notice; but, in order to establish the fidelity of our
narrative, we shall briefly attempt to explain the reason why we have
been obliged to present so motley a dramatis personae.

Europe, at the period of our tale, was in the commencement of that
commotion which afterward shook her political institutions to the
centre. Louis the Sixteenth had been beheaded, and a nation once
esteemed the most refined among the civilized people of the world was
changing its character, and substituting cruelty for mercy, and
subtlety and ferocity for magnanimity and courage. Thou sands of
Frenchmen were compelled to seek protection in distant lands. Among
the crowds who fled from France and her islands, to the United States
of America, was the gentleman whom we have already mentioned as
Monsieur Le Quoi. He had been recommended to the favor of Judge
Temple by the head of an eminent mercantile house in New York, with
whom Marmaduke was in habits of intimacy, and accustomed to exchange
good offices. At his first interview with the Frenchman, our Judge
had discovered him to be a man of breeding, and one who had seen much
more prosperous days in his own country. From certain hints that had
escaped him, Monsieur Le Quoi was suspected of having been a West-
India planter, great numbers of whom had fled from St. Domingo and the
other islands, and were now living in the Union, in a state of
comparative poverty, and some in absolute want The latter was not,
however, the lot of Monsieur Le Quoi. He had but little, he
acknowledged; but that little was enough to furnish, in the language
of the country, an assortment for a store.

The knowledge of Marmaduke was eminently practical, and there was no
part of a settler's life with which he was not familiar. Under his
direction, Monsieur Le Quoi made some purchases, consisting of a few
cloths; some groceries, with a good deal of gunpowder and tobacco; a
quantity of iron-ware, among which was a large proportion of Barlow’s
jack-knives, potash-kettles, and spiders; a very formidable collection
of crockery of the coarsest quality and most uncouth forms; together
with every other common article that the art of man has devised for
his wants, not forgetting the luxuries of looking-glasses and Jew’s-
harps. With this collection of valuables, Monsieur Le Quoi had
stepped behind a counter, and, with a wonderful pliability of
temperament, had dropped into his assumed character as gracefully as
he had ever moved in any other. The gentleness and suavity of his
manners rendered him extremely popular; besides this, the women soon
discovered that he had taste. His calicoes were the finest, or, in
other words, the most showy, of any that were brought into the
country, and it was impossible to look at the prices asked for his
goods by” so pretty a spoken man,” Through these conjoint means, the
affairs of Monsieur Le Quoi were again in a prosperous condition, and
he was looked up to by the settlers as the second best man on the

* The term “Patent” which we have already used, and for which we may
have further occasion, meant the district of country that had been
originally granted to old Major Effingham by the “king’s letters
patent,” and which had now become, by purchase under the act of
confiscation, the property of Marmaduke Temple. It was a term in
common use throughout the new parts of the State; and was usually
annexed to the landlord’s name, as “Temple’s or Effingham’s Patent,”

Major Hartmann was a descendant of a man who, in company with a number
of his countrymen, had emigrated with their families from the banks of
the Rhine to those of the Mohawk. This migration had occurred as far
back as the reign of Queen Anne; and their descendants were now
living, in great peace and plenty, on the fertile borders of that
beautiful stream.

The Germans, or “High Dutchers,” as they were called, to distinguish
them from the original or Low Dutch colonists, were a very peculiar
people. They possessed all the gravity of the latter, without any of
their phlegm; and like them, the “High Dutchers” were industrious,
honest, and economical, Fritz, or Frederick Hartmann, was an epitome
of all the vices and virtues, foibles and excellences, of his race.
He was passionate though silent, obstinate, and a good deal suspicious
of strangers; of immovable courage, in flexible honesty, and
undeviating in his friendships. In deed there was no change about
him, unless it were from grave to gay. He was serious by months, and
jolly by weeks. He had, early in their acquaintance, formed an
attachment for Marmaduke Temple, who was the only man that could not
speak High Dutch that ever gained his en tire confidence Four times in
each year, at periods equidistant, he left his low stone dwelling on
the banks of the Mohawk, and travelled thirty miles, through the
hills, to the door of the mansion-house in Templeton. Here he
generally stayed a week; and was reputed to spend much of that time in
riotous living, greatly countenanced by Mr. Richard Jones. But every
one loved him, even to Remarkable Pettibone, to whom he occasioned
some additional trouble, he was so frank, so sincere, and, at times,
so mirthful. He was now on his regular Christmas visit, and had not
been in the village an hour when Richard summoned him to fill a seat
in the sleigh to meet the landlord and his daughter.

Before explaining the character and situation of Mr. Grant, it will be
necessary to recur to times far back in the brief history of the

There seems to be a tendency in human nature to endeavor to provide
for the wants of this world, before our attention is turned to the
business of the other. Religion was a quality but little cultivated
amid the stumps of Temple’s Patent for the first few years of its
settlement; but, as most of its inhabitants were from the moral States
of Connecticut and Massachusetts, when the wants of nature were
satisfied they began seriously to turn their attention to the
introduction of those customs and observances which had been the
principal care of their fore fathers. There was certainly a great
variety of opinions on the subject of grace and free-will among the
tenantry of Marmaduke; and, when we take into consideration the
variety of the religious instruction which they received, it can
easily be seen that it could not well be otherwise.

Soon after the village had been formally laid out into the streets and
blocks that resembled a city, a meeting of its inhabitants had been
convened, to take into consideration the propriety of establishing an
academy. This measure originated with Richard, who, in truth, was
much disposed to have the institution designated a university, or at
least a college. Meeting after meeting was held, for this purpose,
year after year. The resolutions of these as sembiages appeared in
the most conspicuous columns of a little blue-looking newspaper, that
was already issued weekly from the garret of a dwelling-house in the
village, and which the traveller might as often see stuck into the
fissure of a stake, erected at the point where the footpath from the
log-cabin of some settler entered the highway, as a post-office for an
individual. Sometimes the stake supported a small box, and a whole
neighborhood received a weekly supply for their literary wants at this
point, where the man who “rides post’ regularly deposited a bundle of
the precious commodity. To these flourishing resolutions, which
briefly recounted the general utility of education, the political and
geographical rights of the village of Templeton to a participation in
the favors of the regents of the university, the salubrity of the air,
and wholesomeness of the water, together with the cheapness of food
and the superior state of morals in the neighbor hood, were uniformly
annexed, in large Roman capitals, the names of Marmaduke Temple as
chairman and Richard Jones as secretary.

Happily for the success of this undertaking, the regents were not
accustomed to resist these appeals to their generosity, whenever there
was the smallest prospect of a donation to second the request.
Eventually Judge Temple concluded to bestow the necessary land, and to
erect the required edifice at his own expense. The skill of Mr., or,
as he was now called, from the circumstance of having received the
commission of a justice of the peace, Squire Doolittle, was again put
in requisition; and the science of Mr. Jones was once more resorted

We shall not recount the different devices of the architects on the
occasion; nor would it be decorous so to do, seeing that there was a
convocation of the society of the ancient and honorable fraternity “
of the Free and Accepted Masons,’ at the head of whom was Richard, in
the capacity of master, doubtless to approve or reject such of the
plans as, in their wisdom, they deemed to he for the best. The knotty
point was, however, soon decided; and, on the appointed day, the
brotherhood marched in great state, displaying sundry banners and
mysterious symbols, each man with a little mimic apron before him,
from a most cunningly contrived apartment in the garret of the “Bold
Dragoon,” an inn kept by one Captain Hollister, to the site of the
intended edifice. Here Richard laid the corner stone, with suitable
gravity, amidst an assemblage of more than half the men, and all the
women, within ten miles of Templeton.

In the course of the succeeding week there was another meeting of the
people, not omitting swarms of the gentler sex, when the abilities of
Hiram at the “square rule” were put to the test of experiment. The
frame fitted well; and the skeleton of the fabric was reared without a
single accident, if we except a few falls from horses while the
laborers were returning home in the evening. From this time the work
advanced with great rapidity, and in the course of the season the
Labor was completed; the edifice Manding, in all its heatity and
proportions, the boast of the village, the study of young aspirants
for architectural fame, and the admiration of every settler on the

It was a long, narrow house of wood, painted white, and more than half
windows; and, when the observer stood at the western side of the
building, the edifice offered but a small obstacle to a full view of
the rising sun. It was, in truth, but a very comfortless open place,
through which the daylight shone with natural facility. On its front
were divers ornaments in wood, designed by Richard and executed by
Hiram; but a window in the centre of the second story, immediately
over the door or grand entrance, and the “steeple” were the pride of
the building. The former was, we believe, of the composite order; for
it included in its composition a multitude of ornaments and a great
variety of proportions. It consisted of an arched compartment in the
centres with a square and small division on either side, the whole
incased in heavy frames, deeply and laboriously moulded in pine-wood,
and lighted with a vast number of blurred and green-looking glass of
those dimensions which are commonly called ”eight by ten.” Blinds,
that were intended to be painted green, kept the window in a state of
preservation, and probably might have contributed to the effect of the
whole, had not the failure in the public funds, which seems always to
be incidental to any undertaking of this kind, left them in the sombre
coat of lead-color with which they had been originally clothed. The
“steeple” was a little cupola, reared on the very centre of the roof,
on four tall pillars of pine that were fluted with a gouge, and loaded
with mouldings. On the tops of the columns was reared a dome or
cupola, resembling in shape an inverted tea-cup without its bottom,
from the centre of which projected a spire, or shaft of wood,
transfixed with two iron rods, that bore on their ends the letters N.
S. E. and W, in the same metal. The whole was surmounted by an
imitation of one of the finny tribe, carved in wood by the hands of
Richard, and painted what he called a “scale-color.” This animal Mr.
Jones affirmed to be an admirable resemblance of a great favorite of
the epicures in that country, which bore the title of “lake-fish,” and
doubtless the assertion was true; for, although intended to answer the
purposes of a weathercock, the fish was observed invariably to look
with a longing eye in the direction of the beautiful sheet of water
that lay imbedded in the mountains of Templeton.

For a short time after the charter of the regents was received, the
trustees of this institution employed a graduate of one of the Eastern
colleges to instruct such youth as aspired to knowledge within the
walls of the edifice which we have described. The upper part of the
building was in one apartment, and was intended for gala-days and
exhibitions; and the lower contained two rooms that were intended for
the great divisions of education, viz., the Latin and the English
scholars. The former were never very numerous; though the sounds of
“nominative, pennaa—genitive, penny,” were soon heard to issue from
the windows of the room, to the great delight and manifest edification
of the passenger.

Only one laborer in this temple of Minerva, however, was known to get
so far as to attempt a translation of Virgil. He, indeed, appeared at
the annual exhibition, to the prodigious exultation of all his
relatives, a farmer’s family in the vicinity, and repeated the whole
of the first eclogue from memory, observing the intonations of the
dialogue with much judgment and effect. The sounds, as they proceeded
from his mouth, of

“Titty-ree too patty-lee ree-coo-bans sub teg-mi-nee faa-gy

Syl-ves-trem ten-oo-i moo-sam, med-i-taa-ris, aa-ve-ny.”

were the last that had been heard in that building, as probably they
were the first that had ever been heard, in the same language, there
or anywhere else. By this time the trustees discovered that they had
anticipated the age and the instructor, or principal, was superseded
by a master, who went on to teach the more humble lesson of “the more
haste the worst speed,” in good plain English.

From this time until the date of our incidents, the academy was a
common country school, and the great room of the building was
sometimes used as a court-room, on extraordinary trials; sometimes for
conferences of the religious and the morally disposed, in the evening;
at others for a ball in the afternoon, given under the auspices of
Richard; and on Sundays, invariably, as a place of public worship.

When an itinerant priest of the persuasion of the Methodists,
Baptists, Universalists, or of the more numerous sect of the
Presbyterians, was accidentally in the neighborhood, he was ordinarily
invited to officiate, and was commonly rewarded for his services by a
collection in a hat, before the congregation separated. When no such
regular minister offered, a kind of colloquial prayer or two was made
by some of the more gifted members, and a sermon was usually read,
from Sterne, by Mr. Richard Jones.

The consequence of this desultory kind of priesthood was, as we have
already intimated, a great diversity of opinion on the more abstruse
points of faith. Each sect had its adherents, though neither was
regularly organized and disciplined. Of the religious education of
Marmaduke we have already written, nor was the doubtful character of
his faith completely removed by his marriage. The mother of Elizabeth
was an Episcopalian, as indeed, was the mother of the Judge himself;
and the good taste of Marmaduke revolted at the familiar colloquies
which the leaders of the conferences held with the Deity, in their
nightly meetings. In form, he was certainly an Episcopalian, though
not a sectary of that denomination. On the other hand, Richard was as
rigid in the observance of the canons of his church as he was
inflexible in his opinions. Indeed, he had once or twice essayed to
introduce the Episcopal form of service, on the Sundays that the
pulpit was vacant; but Richard was a good deal addicted to carrying
things to an excess, and then there was some thing so papal in his air
that the greater part of his hearers deserted him on the second
Sabbath—on the third his only auditor was Ben Pump, who had all the
obstinate and enlightened orthodoxy of a high churchman.

Before the war of the Revolution, the English Church was supported in
the colonies, with much interest, by some of its adherents in the
mother country, and a few of the congregations were very amply
endowed. But, for the season, after the independence of the States
was established, this sect of Christians languished for the want of
the highest order of its priesthood. Pious and suitable divines were
at length selected, and sent to the mother country, to receive that
authority which, it is understood, can only be transmitted directly
from one to the other, and thus obtain, in order to reserve, that
unity in their churches which properly belonged to a people of the
same nation. But unexpected difficulties presented themselves, in the
oaths with which the policy of England had fettered their
establishment; and much time was spent before a conscientious sense of
duty would permit the prelates of Britain to delegate the authority so
earnestly sought. Time, patience, and zeal, however, removed every
impediment, and the venerable men who had been set apart by the
American churches at length returned to their expecting dioceses,
endowed with the most elevated functions of their earthly church.
Priests and deacons were ordained, and missionaries provided, to keep
alive the expiring flame of devotion in such members as were deprived
of the ordinary administrations by dwelling in new and unorganized

Of this number was Mr. Grant. He had been sent into the county of
which Templeton was the capital, and had been kindly invited by
Marmaduke, and officiously pressed by Richard, to take up his abode in
the village. A small and humble dwelling was prepared for his family,
and the divine had made his appearance in the place but a few days
previously to the time of his introduction to the reader, As his forms
were entirely new to most of the inhabitants, and a clergyman of
another denomination had previously occupied the field, by engaging
the academy, the first Sunday after his arrival was allowed to pass in
silence; but now that his rival had passed on, like a meteor filling
the air with the light of his wisdom, Richard was empowered to give
notice that “Public worship, after the forms of the Protestant
Episcopal Church, would be held on the night before Christmas, in the
long room of the academy in Templeton, by the Rev. Mr. Grant.”

This annunciation excited great commotion among the different
sectaries. Some wondered as to the nature of the exhibition; others
sneered; but a far greater part, recollecting the essays of Richard in
that way, and mindful of the liberality, or rather laxity, of
Marmaduke’s notions on the subject of sectarianism, thought it most
prudent to be silent.

The expected evening was, however, the wonder of the hour; nor was the
curiosity at all diminished when Richard and Benjamin, on the morning
of the eventful day, were seen to issue from the woods in the
neighborhood of the village, each bearing on his shoulders a large
bunch of evergreens. This worthy pair was observed to enter the
academy, and carefully to fasten the door, after which their
proceedings remained a profound secret to the rest of the village; Mr.
Jones, before he commenced this mysterious business, having informed
the school-master, to the great delight of the white-headed flock he
governed, that there could be no school that day. Marmaduke was
apprised of all these preparations by letter, and it was especially
arranged that he and Elizabeth should arrive in season to participate
in the solemnities of the evening.

After this digression, we shall return to our narrative.


Now all admire, in each high-flavored dish
The capabilities of flesh—fowl—fish;
In order due each guest assumes his station,
Throbs high his breast with fond anticipation,
And prelibates the joys of mastication. “—Heliogabaliad.

The apartment to which Monsieur Le Quoi handed Elizabeth communicated
with the hall, through the door that led under the urn which was
supposed to contain the ashes of Dido. The room was spacious, and of
very just proportions; but in its ornaments and furniture the same
diversity of taste and imperfection of execution were to be observed
as existed in the hall. Of furniture, there were a dozen green,
wooden arm-chairs, with cushions of moreen, taken from the same piece
as the petticoat of Remarkable. The tables were spread, and their
materials and workmanship could not be seen; but they were heavy and
of great size, An enormous mirror, in a gilt frame, hung against the
wall, and a cheerful fire, of the hard or sugar maple, was burning on
the hearth. The latter was the first object that struck the attention
of the Judge, who on beholding it exclaimed, rather angrily, to

“How often have I forbidden the use of the sugar maple in my dwelling!
The sight of that sap, as it exudes with the heat, is painful to me,
Richard, Really, it behooves the owner of woods so extensive as mine,
to be cautious what example he sets his people, who are already
felling the forests as if no end could be found to their treasures,
nor any limits to their extent. If we go on in this way, twenty years
hence we shall want fuel.”

“Fuel in these hills, Cousin ‘Duke!” exclaimed Richard, in derision—”
fuel! why, you might as well predict that the fish will die for the
want of water in the lake, because I intend, when the frost gets out
of the ground, to lead one or two of the spring; through logs, into
the village. But you are always a little wild on such subject;

“Is it wildness,” returned the Judge earnestly, “to condemn a practice
which devotes these jewels of the forest, these precious gifts of
nature, these mines of corn- I fort and wealth, to the common uses of
a fireplace? But I must, and will, the instant the snow is off the
earth, send out a party into the mountains to explore for coal.”

“Coal!” echoed Richard. “Who the devil do you think will dig for coal
when, in hunting for a bushel. he would have to rip up more of trees
than would keep him in fuel for a twelvemonth? Poh! poh! Marmaduke:
you should leave the management of these things to me, who have a
natural turn that way. It was I that ordered this fire, and a noble
one it is, to warm the blood of my pretty Cousin Bess.”

The motive, then, must be your apology, Dick on,” said the Judge.—”
But, gentlemen, we are waiting.— Elizabeth, my child, take the head of
the table; Richard, I see, means to spare me the trouble of carving,
by sitting opposite to you.”

“To be sure I do,” cried Richard. “Here is a turkey to carve; and I
flatter myself that I understand carving a turkey, or, for that
matter, a goose, as well as any man alive.—Mr. Grant! Where’s Mr.
Grant? Will you please to say grace, sir? Everything in getting cold.
Take a thing from the fire this cold weather, and it will freeze in
five minutes. Mr. Grant, we want you to say grace. ‘For what we are
about to receive, the Lord make, us thankful Come, sit down, sit down.
Do you eat wing or breast, Cousin Bess?”

But Elizabeth had not taken her seat, nor Was she in readiness to
receive either the wing or breast. Her Laughing eyes were glancing at
the arrangements of the table, and the quality and selection of the
food. The eyes of the father soon met the wondering looks of his
daughter, and he said, with a smile:

“You perceive, my child, how much we are indebted to Remarkable for
her skill in housewifery. She has indeed provided a noble repast—such
as well might stop the cravings of hunger.”

“Law!” said Remarkable, “I’m glad if the Judge is pleased; but I’m
notional that you’ll find the sa’ce over done. I thought, as
Elizabeth was coming home, that a body could do no less than make
things agreeable.”

“My daughter has now grown to woman’s estate, and is from this moment
mistress of my house,” said the Judge; “it is proper that all who live
with me address her as Miss Temple.

“Do tell!” exclaimed Remarkable, a little aghast; “well, who ever
heerd of a young woman’s being called Miss? If the Judge had a wife
now, I shouldn’t think of calling her anything but Miss Temple; but—”

“Having nothing but a daughter you will observe that style to her, if
you please, in future,” interrupted Marmaduke.

As the Judge looked seriously displeased, and, at such moments,
carried a particularly commanding air with him, the wary housekeeper
made no reply; and, Mr. Grant entering the room, the whole party were
seated at the table. As the arrangements of this repast were much in
the prevailing taste of that period and country, we shall endeavor to
give a short description of the appearance of the banquet.

The table-linen was of the most beautiful damask, and the plates and
dishes of real china, an article of great luxury at this early period
of American commerce. The knives and forks were of exquisitely
polished steel, and were set in unclouded ivory. So much, being
furnished by the wealth of Marmaduke, was not only comfortable but
even elegant. The contents of the several dishes, and their
positions, however, were the result of the sole judgment of
Remarkable. Before Elizabeth was placed an enormous roasted turkey,
and before Richard one boiled, in the centre of the table stood a pair
of heavy silver casters, surrounded by four dishes: one a fricassee
that consisted of gray squirrels; another of fish fried; a third of
fish boiled; the last was a venison steak. Between these dishes and
the turkeys stood, on the one side, a prodigious chine of roasted
bear’s meat, and on the other a boiled leg of delicious mutton.
Interspersed among this load of meats was every species of vegetables
that the season and country afforded. The four corners were garnished
with plates of cake. On one was piled certain curiously twisted and
complicated figures, called “nut-cakes,” On another were heaps of a
black-looking sub stance, which, receiving its hue from molasses, was
properly termed “sweet-cake ;” a wonderful favorite in the coterie of
Remarkable, A third was filled, to use the language of the
housekeeper, with “cards of gingerbread ;” and the last held a “ plum-
cake,” so called from the number of large raisins that were showing
their black heads in a substance of suspiciously similar color. At
each corner of the table stood saucers, filled with a thick fluid of
some what equivocal color and consistence, variegated with small dark
lumps of a substance that resembled nothing but itself, which
Remarkable termed her “sweetmeats.” At the side of each plate, which
was placed bottom upward, with its knife and fork most accurately
crossed above it, stood another, of smaller size, containing a motley-
looking pie, composed of triangular slices of apple, mince, pump kin,
cranberry, and custard so arranged as to form an entire whole,
Decanters of brandy, rum, gin, and wine, with sundry pitchers of
cider, beer, and one hissing vessel of “flip,” were put wherever an
opening would admit of their introduction. Notwithstanding the size
of the tables, there was scarcely a spot where the rich damask could
be seen, so crowded were the dishes, with their associated bottles,
plates, and saucers. The object seemed to be profusion, and it was
obtained entirely at the expense of order and elegance.

All the guests, as well as the Judge himself, seemed perfectly
familiar with this description of fare, for each one commenced eating,
with an appetite that promised to do great honor to Remarkable’s taste
and skill. What rendered this attention to the repast a little
surprising, was the fact that both the German and Richard had been
summoned from another table to meet the Judge; but Major Hartmann both
ate and drank without any rule, when on his excursions; and Mr. Jones
invariably made it a point to participate in the business in hand, let
it be what it would. The host seemed to think some apology necessary
for the warmth he had betrayed on the subject of the firewood, and
when the party were comfortably seated, and engaged with their knives
and forks, he observed:

“The wastefulness of the settlers with the noble trees of this country
is shocking, Monsieur Le Quoi, as doubt less you have noticed. I have
seen a man fell a pine, when he has been in want of fencing stuff, and
roll his first cuts into the gap, where he left it to rot, though its
top would have made rails enough to answer his purpose, and its butt
would have sold in the Philadelphia market for twenty dollars.”

“And how the devil—I beg your pardon, Mr. Grant,” interrupted Richard:
“but how is the poor devil to get his logs to the Philadelphia market,
pray? put them in his pocket, ha! as you would a handful of chestnuts,
or a bunch of chicker-berries? I should like to see you walking up
High Street, with a pine log in each pocket!— Poh! poh! Cousin ‘Duke,
there are trees enough for us all, and some to spare. Why, I can
hardly tell which way the wind blows, when I’m out in the clearings,
they are so thick and so tall; I couldn’t at all, if it wasn’t for the
clouds, and I happen to know all the points of the compass, as it
were, by heart.”

“Ay! ay! squire,” cried Benjamin, who had now entered and taken his
place behind the Judge’s chair, a little aside withal, in order to be
ready for any observation like the present; “look aloft, sir, look
aloft. The old seamen say, ‘that the devil wouldn’t make a sailor,
unless he looked aloft’ As for the compass, why, there is no such
thing as steering without one. I’m sure I never lose sight of the
main-top, as I call the squire’s lookout on the roof, but I set my
compass, d’ye see, and take the bearings and distance of things, in
order to work out my course, if so be that it should cloud up, or the
tops of the trees should shut out the light of heaven. The steeple of
St. Paul’s, now that we nave got it on end, is a great help to the
navigation of the woods, for, by the Lord Harry! as was—”

“It is well, Benjamin,” interrupted Marmaduke, observing that his
daughter manifested displeasure at the major-domo’s familiarity; “but
you forget there is a lady in company, and the women love to do most
of the talking themselves.”

“The Judge says the true word,” cried Benjamin, with one of his
discordant laughs. “Now here is Mistress Remarkable Pettibones; just
take the stopper off her tongue, and you’ll hear a gabbling worse like
than if you should happen to fall to leeward in crossing a French
privateer, or some such thing, mayhap, as a dozen monkeys stowed in
one bag.”

It were impossible to say how perfect an illustration of the truth of
Benjamin’s assertion the housekeeper would have furnished, if she had
dared; but the Judge looked sternly at her, and unwilling to incur his
resentment, yet unable to contain her anger, she threw herself out of
the room with a toss of the body that nearly separated her frail form
in the centre.

“Richard,” said Marmaduke, observing that his displeasure had produced
the desired effect, “can you inform me of anything concerning the
youth whom I so unfortunately wounded? I found him on the mountain
hunting in company with the Leather-Stocking, as if they were of the
same family; but there is a manifest difference in their manners. The
youth delivers himself in chosen language, such as is seldom heard in
these hills, and such as occasions great surprise to me, how one so
meanly clad, and following so lowly a pursuit, could attain. Mohegan
also knew him. Doubtless he is a tenant of Natty’s hut. Did you
remark the language of the lad. Monsieur Le Quoi?”

“Certainement, Monsieur Temple,” returned the French man, “he deed
convairse in de excellent Anglaise.”

“The boy is no miracle,” exclaimed Richard; “I’ve known children that
were sent to school early, talk much better before they were twelve
years old. There was Zared Coe, old Nehemiah’s son, who first settled
on the beaver-dam meadow, he could write almost as good . hand as
myself, when he was fourteen; though it’s true, I helped to teach him
a little in the evenings. But this shooting gentleman ought to be put
in the stocks, if he ever takes a rein in his hand again. He is the
most awkward fellow about a horse I ever met with. I dare say he
never drove anything but oxen in his life.”

“There, I think, Dickon, you do the lad injustice,” said the Judge;
“he uses much discretion in critical moments. Dost thou not think so,

There was nothing in this question particularly to excite blushes, but
Elizabeth started from the revery into which she had fallen, and
colored to her forehead as she answered:

“To me, dear sir, he appeared extremely skilful, and prompt, and
courageous; but perhaps Cousin Richard will say I am as ignorant as
the gentleman himself.”

“Gentleman!” echoed Richard; “do you call such chaps gentlemen, at
school, Elizabeth?”

“Every man is a gentleman that knows how to treat a woman with respect
and consideration,” returned the young lady promptly, and a little

“So much for hesitating to appear before the heiress in his shirt-
sleeves,” cried Richard, winking at Monsieur Le Quoi, who returned the
wink with one eye, while he rolled the other, with an expression of
sympathy, toward the young lady. “Well, well, to me he seemed
anything but a gentleman. I must say, however, for the lad, that he
draws a good trigger, and has a true aim. He’s good at shooting a
buck, ha! Marmaduke?”

“Richart,” said Major Hartmann, turning his grave countenance toward
the gentleman he addressed, with much earnestness, “ter poy is goot.
He savet your life, and my life, and ter life of i’ominie Grant, and
ter life of ter Frenchman; and, Richard, he shall never vant a pet to
sleep in vile olt Fritz Hartmann has a shingle to cover his het mit.”
“Well, well, as you please, old gentleman,” returned Mr. Jones,
endeavoring to look indifferent; “put him into your own stone house,
if you will, Major. I dare say the lad never slept in anything better
than a bark shanty in his life, unless it was some such hut as the
cabin of Leather-Stocking. I prophesy you will soon spoil him; any
one could see how proud he grew, in a short time, just because he
stood by my horses’ heads. while I turned them into the highway.”

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