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observed that I was very pale, when every thing swam 

 before my eyes, and turned black and blue ; and I fell 

 senseless off' the horse before Hogarth could lay hold of 

 me. I recovered my senses in a few minutes, but was 

 so ill that it was with great difficulty I could mount my 

 horse, and keep myself to the saddle. We had, however, 

 not far to go to the house of a Mr. Collmar, and I held 

 on by the mane and pommel, though lolling from side 

 to side like a drunken man. 



The house was nothing more than a shed formed of 

 boards, but the good people received me very hospitably, 

 and attended me kindly for the two days that I lay 

 delirious. On the third day I was able to be lifted 

 on horseback, and we returned over the mountains that 

 divide the left arm of the Fourche le Fave from the 

 main stream, to Hogarth's house ; he would not let me 

 move till I was tolerably recovered. 



At no great distance from hence, lived an old back- 

 woodsman, named Slowtrap, with whom I Avas well 

 acquainted, and who showed so much kindness and 

 good feeling that I became quite attached to him. Still 

 I longed for German society ; besides, I had kept 

 Kelf'er's horse too long, and would not abuse his good 

 nature. Therefore, though still unwell, I rode from 

 Hogarth's about the end of August, towards Kelfer's, 

 who not only received me with kindness, but treated me 

 quite as one of his own family. 



lie had been accustomed to a quiet comfortable life 

 in his early days, having been a clergyman in Germany, 

 but he had shaken off the superintendent yoke of his 

 native country, exchanging it for the independent life 

 of a fanner in the American forests, and was happy 



