Connecticut western news., 1922-02-23

begin his journey 10 the SnoFes 0r the Sangamon.
 They got into a bad swale that afternoon and Samson had to cut some corduroy to make a footing for team and wagon and do much prying with the end of heavy pole under the front axle. By and by the horses pulled them out.
 "When op Colonel bends his neck things have to move, even if he is up to his belly in the mud" said Samson. N
 As the day waned they came to a river in the deep woods. It was an exquisite bit of forest with the bells of a hermit thrush ringing in one of its towers. Their call and the low song of the river were the only sounds in the silence. The glow of the setting sun which lighted the western windows of the forest had a color like that of the musicAgolden. Long shafts of it fell through the tree columns upon the road here and there. Our weary travellers stopped on the rude plank. bridge that crossed the river. Odors of balsam and pine and tamarack came in a light, cool breeze up the river valley.
 T guess we'll stop at this tavern till tomorrow" said Samson.
 5 Moe was asleep and they laid him on the blankets until supper was ready.
 Soon after supper Samson shot a deer which had waded into the rapids. Fortunately, 1t made the opposite shore before 1t fell. All hands spent that evening dressing the deer and jerking the best of the meat. This they did by cutting the meat into strips about the size of a mans hand and salting and laying 1t on rack, some two feet above slow fire, and covering, it with green boughs. The heat and smoke dried the meat in the course of two or three hours and gave it a fine flavor Delicious be- yond any kind of meat is lvenison treated in this manner. If kept dry, 1t will retain its flavor and its sweet ness for month or more
 They set out rather late next morn ing. As usual Joe stood by the head of Colonel while the latter Tapped brown sugar from the timid palm of the boy. Then the horse was wont to touch the face of Joe with his big, hairy lips as a tribute to his generos- ity. Colonel had seemed to acquire singular attachment for the boy and the dog, while Pete distrusted both of them. He had never a mo- ment's leisure, anyhow, being always busy with his work or the flies. A few breaks in the pack basket had been repaired with green. withes. It creaked with its load of jerked veni- son when put aboard.
 Farther on the boy got sore throat. Sarah bound a slice of pork around 1t and Samson built a camp by the roadside, in which, after a good fire was started, they gave him hemlock sweat. This they did by sleeping hemlock' in pals of hot water and, while the patient sat in a chair by the fireside, a blanket was spread about him and pinned close to his neck. Upder the blanket they put the pails of steaming hemlock tea. After his sweat and a day and night in bed, with warm fire burning in front of the shanty, Joe was able to resume his seat in the wagon. They spoke of the Brimsteads and thought 1t strange that they had not come along.
 On the twenty-ninth day after their journey began they came in sight of the beautiful green valley of the Mo- hawk. As they looked from the hills they saw the roof of the forest dip ping down to the river shores and stretching far to the east and west and broken, here and there, by small clearings. Soon they could see the smoke and spires of the thriving will lage of Utica.
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