Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-06-08


woodland lake, rsning ana rowing. ana
living the Lord knows how.
He was great friend TO Indians, and
to an Indian mode Of life; which he con-
sidcred truc natural liberty and manly
enjoyment. When at home he had al.
WAYS several Indian hangers On. who
loitered about his housc. sleeping like
hounds i'm the sunshine, or preparing
hunting and fishing tackle for some new
expedition, or shooting at marks with
bows and arrows
Over these v,grant beings Heor An.
tony had as perfect command ns hunts
man over Ills pack; though they were
great nuisanccs TO tho regular people of
his neighborhood. As he was n rich
man no one ventured to thwart his
humors; indeed, he had hearty, joyous
manner about him that made him uni
vo~sally popular. He would troll a
Dutch song. as he tramped along the
street; hail cvery one n mile of; and
when he entered house he would slap
tho good man familiarly on the back,
shake him blythe hand till no roarcd and
kiss his wife and daughters before his
face--in short, there was no pride nor
i'll humor about llccr Antony.
Besides his Indian hangers on he had
three or four humble friends among tho
white men, who looked up TO him ns
patron, and had tho run OF his kitchen,
and tho favor Of being taken with him
occasionally on his expeditions. II was
with "A medley Of such retainers that he
WIS ut present on cruise along the
shores of the Hudson, in pinnace which
he kept for his own recreation. There
were two white men with him, dressed
partly In tho Iudian style. with moccasins
and hunting shirts; the rest of his crew
consisted offour favoritc Indians. They
had been prowling about the river, with
out any definite object, until they found
themselves in the highlands; where they
had passed two or three days, hunting
tho deer which still fingered among these
mountains.
"It is lucky circumstance, young
man." said Antony Wander Heyden,
that you happened to bo knocked over
board today, as tomorrow morning we
start early on our return homewards, and
you might then have looked In vain for
meal among the mountains-but come,
lads, stir about! stir about! Let's see what
prog we have for supper; the kcttlc has
boiled long enough; my stomach cries
cupboard; and I'll warrant our guest is
In no mood to daily with his trcncher.'
There was hustle now In the little
encampmcnt. Ono took oil tho kettle,
and turned part Of tho contents into a
hugo wooden bowl; another prepared a
fiat rock for a table; while a third brought
various utensils from tho pinnacc, which
was moored close by; and Heer Antony
himself brought a flask or twoo Of precious
liquor from his own private locker--know.
ing his boon companions too well to trust
any of them with tho key.
A rude hut hearty rcpast was soon
spread; consisting of venison smol.
ing from tho kettle, with cold
bacon, boiled Indian corn, and
mighty loavcs OF good brown house
hold bread. Never had Dolph mad,
more delicious rcp,st; and when he hat
washed II down with two or thre,
draughts from the Hccr Antony's flask
and felt tho jolly liquor sending ii
warmth through his veins, and glowing
round his very heart, hc would not hav'
changed his situation, no, with the gov
crnor of the province.
The Hccr Antony, too, grew chirpint
and joyous; told half a dozen fat stories
nj which his white followers laughed i'm
moderately, though tho Indians, as usual
maintained an invinciblo gravity.