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CHAP. IV. 
After waiting two days at Cowe expecting a 
guide and proteflor to the Overhill towns, and at 
laft being difappointed, I refolved to purfue the 
journey alone, though againft the advice of the 
traders ; the Overhill Indians being in an ill humour 
with the whites, in confequence of fome late fkir- 
millies between them and the frontier Virginians, 
mod of the Overhill traders having left the nation. 
Early in the morning I fat off attended by my 
worthy old friend Mr. Gallahan, who obligingly ac- 
companied me near fifteen miles. We paffed through 
the Jore village, which is pleafingly fituated in a 
little vale on the fide of the mountain ; a pretty ri- 
vulet or creek winds about through the vale, juft 
under the village : here I obferved a little grove 
of the Cafine yapon, which was the only place where 
I had feen it grow in the Cherokee country; the In- 
dians call it the beloved tree, and are very careful 
to keep it pruned and cultivated: they drink a 
very ftrong infufion of the leaves, buds and tender 
branches of this plant, which is fo celebrated, in- 
deed venerated by the Creeks and all the Southern 
maritime nations of Indians. We then continued 
travelling down the vale about two miles, the road 
deviating, turning and winding about the hills, and 
through groves in lawns, watered by brooks and 
rivulets, rapidly rufhing from the towering hill on 
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