F 127 .C6 Ml Copy 1 ] *,7 ^ •c^Ofi 265 LETTER XXXr. "^i^fe^ Arthur Mlddleton to his Brother Edwin, Si. Johis, on Lake Champluin. Dear Edwin, A PROMISE, ray dear Edwin, should always be observed : I hasten (o fal/il mine, and give 3'ou the particulars of our journey from Albany to Lake Champlain. Cohoz is a small village, which is distinguished by the neighbourhood of a remarkable fall in the Mohawk river. Though a cataract is no great novelty for me, I was charmed with the sublimity of this, which difters in many respects from most I bad before seen. The breadth of the river is three hundred yards ; a ledge of rocks extends quite across it, and from the top of them, the water falls about fifty feet perpendicularly. The appear- ance of this grand' spectacle varies according to the quantity of water : after heavy rains, it de- scends in an unbroken sheet, from one bank io the other; ^vh list, at other times, the greater part of the dark-coloured rocks are visible. Following, the direction of the Hudsorf rivet",, we came io. Stillwater, a place that receives its name from the uncommon tranquillity of that part of the stream N opposite •O, «®S jopposUe to it. We were slopped an liour or two by some mineral springs upon the borders of a marslr. Each of thcni is contained in ihe crater of a pjrainidal rock, about a man's height. The rocks seem to have been formed by the petrifaction of the water, and the water within them is generally below the rim of t!ie mouth ot the rock : it bubbfes up, as if boiling; and at the beginning of the summer, regularly overflows the bason. The guide sho\*ed us the properties of these springs in several experiments. They extinguish a ligtited -candle in an instant, and suffocate any animal that is put down into the rock ; but neither Mr, Franklin nor myself could suffer any creature capable of feeling, to be tormented for our amuse- ment. After having gratified our curiosity, we quickened our pace, and reached Saratoga before the close of evening. It consists of a few detached houses, and a Dutch reformed church. This place excited no very flattering recollections in my mind, as being remarkable for the surrender of General Burgoyne. Whilst we were examining the remains of the encampments, with painful reflections on the ill success of our countrymen, a grey-headed American, perceiving we wCfe strangers, accosted IBS with a degree of national pride, perfiaps allowable, but not very agreeable to our sensations at that moment, and related the events of that tmfortmiate day. "There, gentlemen," said he, <« is the very spot where U\q British general delivered 267 delivered up his sword to our commander, General Gates." '* Sir," replied Mr. Franklin, with more asperity than I ever heard him s[3eak on any other occasion, " the next time you boast of the exploits of your countrymen, be sure that you know to wlioin you address yourself: we are Englishmen;" and hastily taking hold of my arm, abruptly withdrew^ The next day we renewed our journey, and ob- served that the woods of this part chiefly consist of different species of the oak, hiccory, hemlock, firs, and Weym.outh pines, which dialer from the tree of the same name in Europe. Amongst the under-wood are plenty of wild raspberries, which we found very refreshing. Wretched roads, made of the trunks of trees, brought us, by Fort Edward and Fort Anne, to Skenesborough, a town situ- ated on the borders of Lake Cham plain. Here Mr, Franklin hired a boat to convey us across the lake, and having provided two or three blankets and a basket of provisions, we set sail with a fair wind. Our voyage lasted several days, and was far more agreeable than being cooped up in a large vessel, on the ocean, where nothing is to be seen but the sky above, and a vast expanse of water around ; for we landed frequently, both for the sake of pro- curing refreshments, and observing the mode of life of the people who dwell in the scattered farm- houses that skirt the lake. Many of these arc wretched log-houses, that are scarcely a defence against the weather^ and so badly supplied with any IV N^ thino: J* 268 tliintr eatable, that we coulJ seldom obtain milk, eggs, or even bieacl. At night, we gencr.illy wrapt ourselves in our blankets, and lay down on the cabin floor. This mode of sleeping is not very comfortable, till use has reconciled it ; but \^ hen I am well tired in the day, 1 am not disturbed by the | hardness of njy bed. At Ticondcroga we enjoyed, with double relish, the comforts of a good inn, the only dwelling-house in the place. The agreeable accommodations arise from the good management of the mistress, who is always the active person, whilst the husband minds his larm or* other occu- pations. ; The ruins of the old fort and barracks are to be J seen on the top of a rising ground just behind the^ tavern ; but they are in such a state of decay as to be of no use, nor is there any probability of their being repaired. There are the remains of another fort at Grown Point, which has also been demolished. Some of the ditches are, however, perfect; which, with the ruined buildings, overgrown with different shrubs, partu uhirly ivy, combined with a view of the lake arsd the distant mountains rising beyond it, iiavc a fine effect. This prospect was rendered still more picturesque to us by a large birch canoe, full of Indians, in the dresses of their nation. Their skins were painted of various colours, and in the most whimsical manner: cne leg of the same man was white, whilst the other was daubed with green; liis body was bright yellow, and his face full ot^ red ^ spots k^ 269 spots; and, to give liis countenance (he gi^eatcst pos ible fierceness, his eyes were of different colours. The others had indulged their tjistc with tlie same irreo:alarity ; and all were adorned with feathers, horse-hair, rings, and bracelets; and to complete their attire, each carried a small looking-glass, which was often consulted, in order to touch up the faded colours, or adjust their ornaments. In the course of oar voyage we were frequently regaled with magnificent landscapes from the shores, of hanging woods, rocks, and mountains; wlvich in (he evening received a rich glow from the reflection •.of (he setting sun, that at the same time gilded the ' curling waters of the lake. The length of Lake Cham plain is an hundred and twenty miles, and its breadth from (uo to eighteen. In the widest part are a great number of islands : the largest of H.em. is called South Hero, and contains five hundred inhabitants. The brond lake feaches fifty miles, and terminates in a large river, named Sorelle, whitih is lost in the mighty St. Lawrence. I(s waters are of great depth, and the shore in many places moun- tainous and iockj'. The splashing of the waters into their chasms, make an uncomir-on, hollow, murmuring noise, when the wind rises to a breeze. Some of the rocks shelve under the watrr, at no great depth beneath it, as we experienced by a sudden shock, which convinced us that our boat had struck on one of (Iicra, All was confusion in a foment, and every one of us obliged to iiclp to N 3 disengage i 270 disengage her; in ^vliich we succeeded, with no greater niisfortur.e than a thorough drenching — a circumstance that obliged us to get ashore at the first house that would receive us. It was the dwelling of a plain Scotcli labourer, who also performed the functions of a judge. Having passed the boundary that separates the Uniled Stales Irom the British dominions, we reached a garrison town, called St. John's, whither the Indian parly had arrived before us. With them we perceived a middle-aged European, whose languishing, harassed countenance, hati something peculiarly interesting in it; especially, as with the traces of grief, was a mixture of calm resignation painted on his face. Mr. Franklin was so struck ■with his appearance, that he sat down amongst tfaem, and insinuated himself into (heir favour. The jstranger seemed pleased with his attentions, but did not appear very communicative, till an opportunity occurred of conversing in private; when he related bis history, which is so long,^ it must be deferred to a future letter. Adieu. May every happiness attend you. ARTHUK MIDDLETON. LETTElt