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not heard for many years, but my companions 
were too faft afieep to hear it, we fet out early 
and by one had croffed the 3 ridges of the blue 
mountains , and the 2 fpruce vales, were the 
branches of Swatara ran, and dined in St. 
Anthony's Wildernefs , as Count Zinzendorf has 
named it. We mounted again at 2 and climb- 
ed up the S. ridge, and at the top let our horf- 
es reft, for they were cover’d with fweat. In 
the meantime we look’d for water, but found 
none, in this fearch we found an Indian Squaw 
drying huckle berries. This is done by fet- 
ting 4 forked fticks, in the ground, about 3 
or four feet high, then others a-crofs, over them 
the ftalks of our common Jacea or Saratula , 
on thefe lie the berries, as malt is fpread on 
the hair cloth over the kiln. Underneath fhe 
had kindled a fmoke fire, which one of her 
children was tending. The quantity of their 
huckle berries growing on and between thefe 
ridges, is prodigious, the top of the S. ridge is 
pretty good land, and affords a fine profpedt of 
the great and fertile vale of Tulpihocken , the 
ridge itfelf is pleafant. When we had refted 
ourfelves and our poor tired horfes, we lead 
them moft of the way for twenty miles, this gave 
us an opportunity of gathering what quantity 
we pleafed of their berries, tho’ we eat rather 
more than I thought we might fafely venture 
on, yet we found no ill confequence from our 
excefs. When we were defeended we had but 
L 2 miles 
