The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-09-13

chinks Of the wall-and see how candles
shine through these windows!" 0
The tavern stood in a cleared place
with miles of forest around it. and q
marsh stretched near by. Dusk could not
prevent our seeing a few log habitatfons,
one Of them decorated with a. merchants
sign. We entered among swarming
crowds, a. little world dropped into the
backwoods. This was more surprising,
because we had just left behind us a
sense Of wild things gathering to their
night haunts, and low savage cries. and
visions of moose and deer through far
off arches.
A man who appeared to be the host met
us, his sprightly interest in our welfare
tempered by the consciousness of having
many guests; and told us the house was
full, but he would do what he could for
why is the house full?" fretted Doctor
Chantry. What right have you, my dear
sir. to crowd your house and so insure
our discomfort?"
~"None at all. SIR" answered the host
good -naturedly. IF you think you can
do better, try for lodgings. at the store
| keepers"
,"The storekeeper's!' DR.. Chantry's
| historical cry turned some attention to
| US. II shall do nothing Of the kind. /
demand the best you have, sir
|
host. you see we are very full of poll
| ticians from Washington. They crowd to
| the spring. = A
My master turned his nose like the in
| famed horn of a unicorn against the poll
| ticians from Washington, and trotted to
| the fireplace where blazing knots cheered
a great taproom set with many tables and
benches. If
| And there rested Skenedonk In silent
gravity, toasting his moccasins The 1ro-
quois had long made Saratoga gathering
place but Il thought Of this Oneida ps
abiding in ST. Regis village; for our people
did not come to the summer hunting In
May. Z :.
Forgetting that I was runaway, i
greeted him heartily, and the fawn eyes
! in his bald head beamed their accustomed
iuster upon me- I asked him where my
father and mother and the rest Of the
tribe were and he said they had not left
| ST. Regis. !. IS
"And why are you so early?". inquired.
4 He had been at Montreal, and had I'M
! dertaken to guide Frenchman as far as
| Saratoga. 1t is not easy to surprise an In
dian. But I wondered that Skenedonk ac-
1 cepted my presence without question,
tquite as If he had himself made the ap-
/ pointment.
However. the sights to be seen put him
out of my head. Besides the taproom
crowded with men, there was a cparior in
which women Of fashion walked about,
contrasting with the place. They had all
been to spring to drink waters for only
4 one spring was greatly used then: and
they talked about the medicinal effects.
Some men left the stronger waters. which
could be had at glittering portcullised
bar opposite the fireplace in the taproom,
to chat with these short-waisted beauties,
| saw one stately creature in a white silk
ball costume, his tsockings splashed to
| no kneaS wi ha
road. r. = t - " !
But the person who distinguished him
self from everybody else by some name.
less attraction, was a man perhaps 40
years old, who sat in high backed settle
at a table near the fire. He was erect
and thin as a lath, long faced, square
browed and pale. His sandy hair stood
up like the bristles of a brush. Carefully
dressed, with a sword at his side-as many
of the other men had-he filled my idea of
a soldier; and was not surprised to hear
his friends sitting opposite cal him Gen
eral jackson. :, =
, An inkstand quill and some paper
were placed before him, but he pushed
toddy to lift WIZ, one nl leng s1 foretn or
ger and emphasize his talk He had a
resonant, impressive voice, with manner
gentle and persuasive, like woman's; and
he was speaking Of Aaron Burr the man
, whose duel had made such a noise in the
newspapers. .-
Il disagree with you, Mr.. Campbell
! You are prejudiced against Mr.. Burr on
, account of his late unfortunate affair."
, Even in that case maintain every nan
, has right to honor and satisfaction. But
he loves the Spanish on our southwestern
, borders no better than I do,-and you
know how I love the Spanish
3 The other man laughed, lounging
against the table.
I 'You can't believe anything Ill of Aaron
I Burr, general i Z
I might have given attention to what
e they were saying, since here were naer
from Washington, the very fountain o1
/ government if Doctor Chantry had not
l made me uneasy. He chose the table al
which they were sitting and placed him
t self in the seat nearest the fire, with the
! utmost nicely about his own comfort. He
= wiped his horn spectacles, and produced
l his own ink and quill and memorandum
Y from breast pocket. I had begged the
doctor to keep strict account between US
9 that I might pay back from my pension
r whatever he spent on me, and with Zine
spider-like chara cters he was proceeding
to debit me with the stage fare, Wher
another quill barred his entrance to his
ink horn. ."
, He took off his spectacles and glarec
pink-eyed at the genial gentleman with
sandy upright hair. ; = : =
"Sir," he cried, that is my ink" ., =,
= General Jackson, absorbed in talk, ;S2dit
, not notice Doctor Chantry, who half arose
= and shouted directly at his ear. ~ :,
3 "sir, that is my ink!" =. : !;