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Legend of Brady’s Hill.—Connecticut Reserve. 21 
Brady was placed, after being stripped naked, and with his arms 
unbound. Previously to tying him to the stake, a large circle was 
formed around him, consisting of Indian men, women, and children, 
dancing and yelling, and uttering all manner of threats and abuse 
that their small knowledge of the English language could afford. 
The prisoner looked on these preparations for death, and on his sav- 
age foes, with a firm countenance and a steady eye, meeting all their 
threats with a truly savage fortitude. In the midst of their dancing 
and rejoicing, a squaw of one of their chiefs came near him with a 
child in her arms. Quick as thought, and with intuitive prescience, 
he snatched it from her and threw it into the midst of the flames. 
Horror-struck at the sudden outrage, the Indians simultaneously 
rushed to rescue the infant from the fire. In the midst of this con- 
fusion, Brady darted from the circle, overturning all that came in 
his way, and rushed into the adjacent thickets, with the Indians yell- 
ing at his heels. He ascended the steep side of the present hill, 
amidst a shower of bullets, and darting down the opposite decliv- 
ity, secreted himself in the deep ravines and laurel thickets that 
abound for several miles to the west of it. His knowledge of the 
country and wonderful activity, enabled him to elude his enemies, 
and reach the settlements on the south of the Ohio River, which 
he crossed by swimming. The hill near whose base this adventure 
is said to have happened, still goes by his name ; and the incident is 
often referred to by the traveller, as the coach is slowly dragged up 
its side. 
After travelling a few miles, in rather a hilly region, the face of the 
country gradually becomes more level, and before leaving the state 
of Pennsylvania, the hills subside into low undulations, but little 
more elevated than is required to drain the country of the super-- 
abundant waters. ‘This formation continues to near the shore of 
Lake Erie, and embraces what is called the Connecticut Reserve. 
In it are seated many flourishing villages, and a most industrious and 
thriving population. The soil is generally better adapted to grass 
and meadows, than to the cultivation of grain. Accordingly, large 
stocks of cattle and extensive dairies are kept. Cheese and butter 
are staple commodities. For profitable management, from fifty 
to one hundred cows are considered sufficient for one farm. A 
market is found for the fat cattle and the productions of the dairy, 
at Cleaveland and Pittsburgh ; the canals giving them the advantage 
of both the New York and Philadelphia marts, for the sale of their 
