LAWSON S HISTORY 



Will's nation, who are the Shoccories, mixed with 

 the Enoe Indians, and those of the nation of Ad- 

 shusheer. Enoe Will is their chief man, and rules 

 as far as the banks of Reatkin. It was a sad, stony 

 way to Adshnsheer. We went over a small river 

 by Achonechy, and in this fourteen miles, through 

 several other streams which empty themselves in- 

 to the branches of Cape Fair. The stony way 

 made me quite lame, so that I was an hour or two 

 behind the rest ; but honest Will would not leave 

 me, but bid me welcome when we came to his 

 house, feasting us with hot bread and bear's oil, 

 which is wholesome food lor travelers. There 

 runs a pretty rivulet by this town. ISTear the plan- 

 tation, I saw a prodigious overgrown pine tree, 

 having not seen any of that sort of timber for 

 above one hundred and twenty-five miles. They 

 brought us two cocks and pulled their larger feath- 

 ers off, never plucking the lesser, but singeing 

 them off. I took one of these fowls in my hand 

 to make it cleaner than the Indian had, pulling 

 out his guts and liver, which I laid in a bason ; 

 notwithstanding which he kept such a struggling 

 for a considerable time that I had much a do to 

 hold him in my hands. The Indians laughed at 

 me, and told me that Enoe Will had taken a cock 

 of an Indian that was not at home, and the fowl 

 was designed for another use. I conjectured that 

 he was designed for an offering to their god, who, 

 they say, hurts them, (which is the devil.) In this 

 struggling he bled afresh, and there issued out of 



