court; and that, in due season, I had the honour of addressing him, in the village of St Genevieve, in my capacity of lawyer! But not further to anticipate the events of this pleasant narrative, I will simply say, that he might now be seen, pole in hand, pushing at the stern, and his man Duncan at the bow, while Pill-garlick was deposited among the skins, half way between them. When the unfortunate ague came on I disturbed the equilibrium of the canoe, or rather of those standing up in it, to the no small displeasure of Monsieur, whose temper was

none of the sweetest.

As the season was advanced, and also rainy, I suffered much from constant exposure. Duncan took care of me; we slept together, and the few blankets we had, were disposed in the most judicious manner. One of these was drawn over bent twigs, each end in the ground; another was laid on leaves, or fresh bows, and a third was used for covering. In this way, the night was passed more comfortably than the day; although, on one occasion, we had to shake off the snow which had fallen upon us somewhat early in the season. Having a regular return of the ague every day, and growing weaker, my guardian considered it most prudent to leave me at the first settlement, where I could be safely deposited and taken care of. Accordingly, on our arrival at Gallipolis, I was taken to a house in the village and left there.

CHAPTER V.

RESIDENCE AT GALLIPOLIS-CHARACTER OF DOCTOR SAUGRAIN, AND SOME ACCOUNT OF THE PLACE-DISTRESSES EXPERIENCED THERE ARRIVAL OF GENERAL WILKINSON AND FAMILY-DEPARTS WITH HIM AND ARRIVES AT PITTSBURGH.

BEHOLD me once more in port, and domiciliated at the house, or inn, of Monsieur, or rather Dr Saugrain, a cheerful, sprightly little Frenchman, four feet six English measure, and a chemist, natural philosopher and physician, both in the English and French signification of the word. I was delighted with my present liberation from the irksome thraldom of the canoe, and with the possession of the free use of my limbs. After wrapping my blanket round me, which was my only bedding, I threw myself into a corner for a couple of hours, during the continuance of the fever and ague, and then rose up refreshed, with the lightness of spirits which I possessed in an unusual degree. I ran out of the house, and along the bank, where I met a boy about my own size; I laid hold of him in mirth, but he, mistaking my vivacity, gave me a sound beating.

The next day the doctor tried his skill upon me, or rather upon my ague, and pretty much on the plan of that other celebrated physician, whose name begins with the letter S ; whether on the principle of the solviente universal, I do not so well know, but certain it is, he repeated the very words recorded by Gil Blas, "bebe aqua, hijo mio, bebe aqua in abundancia"-drink water, my son, drink plenty of water. I drank a gallon or two of tepid water, and threw it up again, thus rinsing out the stomach as one might rinse a bottle; but the ague was not to be shaken off so easily; it still continued to visit me daily, as usual, all that winter, and part of the next spring.

I was but poorly clad, and was without hat or shoes, but gradually became accustomed to do without them: like the Indian, I might in time have become all free. My guardian left no money, perhaps he had none to leave; M. Saugrain had none to spare, and, moreover, had no certainty that he would be reimbursed; besides, as this was the period when the French revolution was at its height, sans culottism was popular with those who favoured that breaking up of all social ceremony. Dr Saugrain, however, and many others in Gallipolis, were not of that party -they were royalists, who bitterly lamented the situation of their native country.

Gallipolis, with the exception of a few straggling log houses, of which that of Dr S. was one -consisted of two long rows of barracks built of logs, and partitioned off into rooms of sixteen or twenty feet wide, with what is called a cabin

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roof, and wooden chimneys. At one end, there was a larger room than the rest, which served as a council chamber and ball room. This singular village was settled by people from Paris and Lyons, chiefly artisans and artists, peculiarly unfitted to sit down in the wilderness and clear away forests. I have seen half

a dozen at work in taking down a tree, some pulling ropes fastened to the branches, while others were cutting round it like beavers. Sometimes serious accidents occurred in consequence of their awkwardness. Their former employments had only been calculated to administer to the luxury of highly polished and wealthy societies. There were carvers and gilders to the king, coachmakers, frizeurs and perukemakers, and a variety of others, who might have found some employment in our larger towns, but who were entirely out of their place in the wilds of the Ohio. Their means by this time had been exhausted, and they were beginning to suffer from the want of the comforts and even necessaries of life. The country back from the river was still a wilderness, and the Gallipolitans did not pretend to cultivate any thing more than small garden spots, depending for their supply of provisions on the boats which now began to descend the river; but they had to pay in cash, and that was become scarce. They still assembled at the ball room twice a week; it was evident, however, that they had felt disappointment, and were no longer happy. The predilections of the best among them, being on the side of the Bourbons, the horrors of the

revolution, even in their remote position, mingled with their private misfortunes, which had at this time nearly reached their acme, in consequence of the discovery that they had no title to their lands, having been cruelly deceived by those from whom they had purchased. It is well known that congress generously made them a grant of twenty thousand acres; from which, however, but few of them derived any advantage.

As the Ohio was now more frequented, the house was occasionally resorted to, and especially by persons looking out for land to purchase. The doctor had a small apartment which contained his chemical apparatus, and I used to sit by him as often as I could, watching the curious operations of his blow pipe and crucible. I loved the cheerful little man, and he became very fond of me in turn. Many of my countrymen used to come and stare at his doings, which they were half inclined to think had too near a resemblance to the black art. The doctor's little phosphoric matches, igniting spontaneously when the glass tube was broken, and from which he derived some emolument, were thought by some to be rather beyond mere human power. His barometers and thermometers, with the scale neatly painted with the pen, and the frames richly carved, were objects of wonder, and some of them are probably still extant in the west. But what most astonished some of our visitors was a large peach in a glass bottle, the neck of which could