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Joshua Mounts, you will indulge me in a remark or two about him.

Mounts was a kind of pot-merchant, who had brought a boat-load of castings round to our bend, and not finding a very ready sale for them, owing to the limited number of settlers, and to avoid paying board during his detention, proposed a hunt with me; and it being a thing for which I was ever ready, I at once agreed to go. We had not entered the hunt fairly before I saw that I must be a sort of servant for him, while he was determined to act the gentleman; but this did not make a particle of difference with me, for I had never come out much a loser with such characters. I took him to be a man who looked upon himself as being better than any person else. I waited on him very faithfully, but never cquld in the first instance please him ; did not try, but he was none the wiser.

I could never make soup to his liking, or any thing that we had to eat, until at length, after several days, I had almost effectually starved him out; and it now becoming necessary that he must swallow something, he said, if I would make him some coffee he would try to join me in a cup, I mean a muscle-shell full, for these constituted our cups and spoons. Having nothing else out of which to make his coffee, I took some ground parched-corn meal, and soon had a large kettle-full ready. He dipped into it, and I think when he had desisted I could miss about a gallon. He soon began to feel uneasy, and so much so that he after awhile asked me what he should do; I told him that he must lie down on a bear-skin and let me cover him with our blankets; and he by this time was the victim of so much pain that he rolled right down, and I swaddled him up in the bear-skin and blankets until I had excluded every breath of air which might seek his body, and in addition to these comforts the weather was unusually

I now thought that this was my time to wait on him, and to sweat his meanness out. I made myself very busy skipping round and tucking the blankets about, and pressing them upon him ; I examined his face, observing not to raise the blanket too high, lest he should enjoy the fresh air. I saw the sweat beginning to roll. He begged me to let his hands out; but I told him, “No.” He implored me to uncover his face, and beginning to fear from his groans that I might be pressing him too closely for his safety, I consented, but was forced to the necessity of stepping round a contiguous bluff to prevent his seeing me laugh; thinking however that he might escape, I shook my sides awhile, and then controlling my risibles, returned and ran round as long as I could, and then tucking my head cut for the rear of the bluff again. In this manner I continued to alternate my fits of laughter and labor, to keep the blankets close to him, until, while I had sweated nearly every thing but his bones out of him, I had almost died a laughing. From this out he had some excuse for being waited on, and I could always serve such without compunctions of conscience. I soon had him recruited, however, on soup made of doe's bag, which he had before refused, and long before our hunt was at an end, he was willing to be waitman turn about.


When we were ready to return we procured a canoe, and came down the Cumberland by water; and when we reached a point just opposite the present residence of Mr. Basil Foley, we saw two huge bears coming up the bank. We rowed to the shore, and leaving Mounts in the canoe, I

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took my gun and stepped out, ascended the bank, and took a stand; but the bears not making their appearance, I feared that they had taken another route, and in order to attract them I began to bleat like a fawn, a practice which was common among hunters, and continued until I concluded that they were gone, and was just in the act of leaving the spot, when I heard a sudden scraping noise against some dry stinging-nettles. I looked round, and, to my horror, the largest of the two was coming bolting and snarling at me. instant I faced him, and just having time to bring the muzzle of my gun between him and me, I fired, and without stopping to see the consequences, tumbled down the bank, narrowly escaping a ducking; but when I recovered I found him dead, and ready to be rolled into the canoe, and it now being about sunset, we rowed down to the island, just below where Joseph Sumerset now lives, and camped, and next day reached the bend.

During this summer, now nearly past, there was a circuit rider preaching through the wilderness, and it was his custom to take what he termed one “rest day out of every four weeks to himself. He was in the habit of spending one of these days first with one neighbor and then with another, especially with those who had the most comforts for him, and always finding such at the house of my old friend Douglass, he would spend an occasional day with him; and but few days at a time ever escaped, while I was about home, without my being there likewise; and the ministry, a class of men for whom I have the highest regard, need not fear that I will misrepresent the body generally, by relating the following story of one who undoubtedly was unworthy of so high a calling. I have hunted more than I ever preached, but, with all the time I ever employed in slaying bears and buffaloes, I have faced the pulpit and its worthy functionaries pretty regularly on through a period of nearly a century, and during all this time have known how to value its benefits, and am well aware, to use the language of another, that the pulpit, blent with a thousand memories, and hallowed by a thousand associations, consecrating the recollections of the past and the hopes of the future, should never be prostituted to unworthy purposes; that it should always stand the sentinel of truth and virtue,

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