on the ground, having the marks of the tomahawk
and scalping knife evidently upon them. One of our
party brought a skull along with him. The land as
we came up the river, appears rich. The river about
one hundred feet wide, and exceedingly crooked,
much resembling a worm fence — the reaches about
fifty perches long. The country very little settled.
We dined in the woods, on the bank of the stream.
The timber very large, — sugar trees are here in
abundance — also buttonwood and white walnut of
large size. Here, and for thirty miles below, hills
and mountains quite disappear. The land on the
dividing ridge, stony and thin, much covered with
pitch pine. But when the earth shall disclose her
blood, and no more cover her slain, a tremendous
account must be settled, for the blood shed on the
banks of the Mohawk. One skeleton, and a gun by
his side, is said to have been harrowed up a few
days past — the remains of a beaver hat, decayed
stockings, &c.

It took up this day to get the boats and bag-
gage across the carrying place, one mile, to Wood
creek, a small stream about ten yards wide, and very
shoal. Five of our company, on the morning of the
17th, took wagon, and proceeded down Wood creek
by land. But such a ride I never had before. Pole
bridges, slotches of mud and water, and short nob
hills, sometimes one side, then another, like to over-
set; and the wagon very shackling, made the tour
very disagreeable. However, in about three hours,
we arrived at Captain Ranney's, at the junction of
Canada creek. The whole of the eight miles, a
dreary hemlock and beech wilderness, without in-
habitant that I saw, except musquetoes in thousands.