Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-04-28

were used to frontier lie. A iewstents were
set up for the headquarters, if it were con-
venient. For the rest there was always
wood enough for campfire, and the men
slept in their blankets, under trees or in the
open air, as might happen.
Zapoly, the Count, was delighted. His
dream had accomplished itself as he had no
right to hope it would. He attached himself
to every scouting party though it were sent
out for the most insignificant purpose. The
rough and simple Kentuckians were amused
by his elaborate artificial arrangements for
the campaign, and by the very limited
range of his vocabulary. But once and
again General Harmar himself found him
OF use in interpreting with the coureurs au
bois, of whom more than one was with the
the party, who were really much better ac-
quainted with the homes and trails of the
enemy than were any of his Kentuckians
The Ohio settlers had none of them been in
the territory more than three years, and
Harmar himself knew the ground as well as
they did-which means that he did not
know it all.
Coming back from one of these expedi-
tions on rainy afternoon Zapoly reported
thatthe war was opening gigantic proper
tions. "Dudder day-wot you call him
hier-we did burn cinquante-wot you cali
him-ffty corns-wot you call him, cobs
corn; uiourdhui-to-day we did burn
deux-cents-wot you call him, two hun
dred."
The truth was that the business of the
expedition was to destroy the villages OF
the Shawnees, inside or east of the line of
the two Miamis. Some treaty or agreement
or general theory that it would be for the
best to push all the Indians west of that
line governed the policy of the newborn
nation. Now the territory involved is two
thirds, more or less, of the present State of
Ohio. It includes some of the most re-
markable farming lands in this world.
There are bottom lands there which have
yielded unparalleled crops of Indian corn
from that day to this, in the century which
has elapsed, without spadeful of manure
Mad Anthony, who knew Pennsylvania
farming, when he saw the country and its
Indian cornfelds, said that he had never
seen such fields of corn in his life. It was
not, then, very wonderful that the Indians,
who were in possession, did not abdicate
very quickly when somebody somewhere
said it would be desirable that they should.
And this expedition on which our friends
were engaged was intended to convince
them, by the destruction of their crops,
lodges and villages, that it would be for
their best interest to do SO.
AS Zapoly made his bi-lingual announce
ment of victory he opened his haversack, in
which he had brought what he called les
articles de luxe, which every day he col
lected for the museums of the curious in
Europe A queer set he had by this time
now horn spoon, now cunningly carved
she'll from the Ohio, now wampum belt,
with other matters of native art. This time
he held up a necklace of shells and showed
it to Curwen. "Voila, mon ami, regardeZ
1T is newt is sehr wunderlich, mon ami,
volla Dem shells, mon ami. regardez, sont
des coquilles maritimes-what you call
dem? Shells of the marine-de l'ocean-
ocean, mon ami, lis ne sont pas des eoquilles
de la riviere. No, no, not shells from de
brook, de la belle riviere-Ohio."
Sure enough, to any ones eye, the neck
lace was of sea shells. To Curwen, how
ever, 1t had quite another interest It was
clearly OF the work of civilized arti6cers.
And the moment he took it id his hand he
recognized its workmanship. He eagerly
showed the clasp to Zapoly, and told him
in French, which he now spoke sufficiently
we'll, that not IL months before he had had
that necklace in his hand. In truth it was
made from South American shells by some
Dutch workman in Caracas. 1t had been
bought by one of the Salem captains, and
given by his wife as a present to Sarah
Paris. She had worn it one evening at
dance, and the clasp had broken. Harry
Curwen had put it In his pocket, and had
carried it the next day to the jeweler who
had mended it, All this he rapidly ex-
planned 10 the other, and confirmed what he
said by opening the clasp, and showing on
a little smooth place the letters IS. P. from
J. L.
Now what the devil brought it to this
wilderness?" said the young man, more
eagerly excited than ZapOly had ever seen
him.
OF course there was no answer The
scouts had found two Hretched cabins Of