I could not believe it; I could not recognize in that savage costume, one who had been bred in affluence, and "the star" of genteel society.

But my wife soon developed the affair to our mutual satisfaction: G----, on taking from her a cup of coffee, remarked, "this looks good; and I have had no good coffee since I left my mother's house." "Does your mother still reside in C---- ?" asked Mrs.Steward.
"My mother! my mother! what do you know of my mother!" said he, looking sharply at her; but observing that they were recognized, they began to laugh, and we had a hearty congratulation all round; while G----, starting-up from table, exclaimed, "Come, boys, off with this disguise; we are among friends now." Our Indian guests, now appeared in costume more like "Broadway dandies," than savages.

Dressed in the finest cloth, with gold chains and repeaters; and all that constituted the toilet of a gentleman.

After tea they requested to dry some costly furs, which they took from their knapsacks and hung around the fire.

The following day they took their leave, with many apologies and explanations, regarding their appearance and conduct.
They were in the wilderness, they said, trading for very valuable furs; they had money, jewelry and rich goods, which they had taken that method to conceal.
During all this time, there had been another visitor in the house, who was sitting in a corner, absorbed in writing.