[Wau-bun by Juliette Augusta Magill Kinzie]@TWC D-Link bookWau-bun CHAPTER XV 6/18
"On that very rising-ground at the point of woods, he remembered perfectly well stopping to shoot ducks, which they ate for their supper." Mr.Kellogg was non-committal, but sided alternately with each speaker. As Plante was "the guide," and withal so confident of being right, it was decided to follow him, not without some demurring, however, on the part of the bourgeois, who every now and then called to halt, to discuss the state of affairs. "Now, Plante," he would say, "I am sure you are leading us too far north.
Why, man, if we keep on in this direction, following the course of the river, we shall bring up at Kosh-ko-nong, instead of Chicago." "Ah! mon bourgeois," would the light-hearted Canadian reply, "would I tell you this is the road if I were not quite certain? Only one year ago I travelled it, and can I forget so soon? Oh, no--I remember every foot of it." But Monsieur Plante was convinced of his mistake when the trail brought us to the great bend of the river with its bold rocky bluffs. "Are you satisfied now, Plante ?" asked Mr.Kinzie.
"By your leave, I will now play pilot myself." And he struck off from the trail, in a direction as nearly east as possible. The weather had changed and become intensely cold, and we felt that the detention we had met with, even should we now be in the right road, was no trifling matter.
We had not added to our stock of provisions at Dixon's, wishing to carry as much forage as we were able for our horses, for whom the scanty picking around our encamping-grounds afforded an insufficient meal.
But we were buoyed up by the hope that we were in the right path at last, and we journeyed on until night, when we reached a comfortable "encampment," in the edge of a grove near a small stream. Oh, how bitterly cold that night was! The salted provisions, to which I was accustomed, occasioned me an intolerable thirst, and my husband was in the habit of placing the little tin coffee-pot filled with water at my bed's head when we went to rest, but this night it was frozen solid long before midnight.
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