{Sunday 15 Miles.}
This Day All Of Us Had A Mind To Have Rested, But The Indian
Was Much Against
It, alledging, That the Place we lay at,
was not good to hunt in; telling us, if we would go
On, by Noon,
he would bring us to a more convenient Place; so we mov'd forwards,
and about twelve a Clock came to the most amazing Prospect I had seen
since I had been in Carolina; we travell'd by a Swamp-side,
which Swamp I believe to be no less than twenty Miles over,
the other Side being as far as I could well discern, there appearing
great Ridges of Mountains, bearing from us W.N.W. One Alp with a Top
like a Sugar-loaf, advanc'd its Head above all the rest very considerably;
the Day was very serene, which gave us the Advantage of seeing a long Way;
these Mountains were cloth'd all over with Trees, which seem'd to us
to be very large Timbers.
At the Sight of this fair Prospect, we stay'd all Night; our Indian
going about half an Hour before us, had provided three fat Turkeys
e'er we got up to him.
The Swamp I now spoke of, is not a miry Bog, as others generally are,
but you go down to it thro' a steep Bank, at the Foot of which,
begins this Valley, where you may go dry for perhaps 200 Yards,
then you meet with a small Brook or Run of Water, about 2 or 3 Foot deep,
then dry Land for such another Space, so another Brook, thus continuing.
The Land in this Percoarson, or Valley, being extraordinary rich,
and the Runs of Water well stor'd with Fowl.
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