NORTH AMERICA, 
The evening Itjll and calm, all filent and peaces 
able, a vivifying gentle breeze continually wafted 
from the fragrant ftrawberry fields, and aromatic 
Calycanthean groves on the furrounding heights $ 
the wary moor fowl thundering in the diftant echo- 
ing hills : how the groves and hills ring with the 
fhrill perpetual voice of the whip-poor-will ! 
Abandoned as my fituation now was, yet thank 
heaven many objedts met together at this time, and 
confpired to conciliate, and in fome degree com- 
pofe my mind, heretofore fome what dejected and 
unharmonized : all alone in a wild Indian country, 
a thoufand miles from my native land, and a vaft 
diftance from any fettlements of white people. It 
is true, here were fome of my own colour, yet they 
were Grangers ; and though friendly and hofpi table, 
their manners and cuftoms of living fo different 
from what I had been accuftomed to, adminiflered 
but little to my confolation : fome hundred miles 
yet to travel ; the favage vindicative inhabitants late- 
ly ill-treated by the frontier Virginians ; blood be- 
ing fpilt between them, and the injury not yet wiped 
away by formal treaty : the Cherokees extreme- 
ly jealous of white people travelling about their 
mountains, efpecially if they fliould be feen peep- 
ing in amongft the rocks, or digging up their 
earth. 
The vale of Keowe is feven or eiaht miles in ex- 
tent, that is, from the little town of Kulfage* about 
a mile above, thence down the river fix or feven 
miles, where a high ridge of hills on each fide of 
the river almofi: terminates the vale, but opens again 
below the narrow ridge, and continues ten or twelve 
* Sugar Town. 
miles 
