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As we thus swept along, our Indian repeated in a 
deliberate and drawling tone the words “ Daniel Webster, 
great lawyer,” apparently reminded of him by the name 
of the stream, and he described his calling on him once 
in Boston, at what he supposed was his boarding-house. 
He had no business with him, but merely went to pay 
his respects, as we should say. In answer to our ques¬ 
tions, he described his person well enough. It was on 
the day after Webster delivered his Bunker Hill oration, 
which I believe Polis heard. The first time he called 
he waited till he was tired without seeing him, and then 
went away. The next time, he saw him go by the door 
of the room in which he was waiting several times, in 
his shirt-sleeves, without noticing him. He thought that 
if he had come to see Indians, they would not have treated 
him so. At length, after very long delay, he came in, 
walked toward him, and asked in a loud voice, gruffly, 
“ What do you want ? ” and he, thinking at first, by the 
motion of his hand, that he was going to strike him, said 
to himself, “ You’d better take care, if you try that I 
shall know what to do.” He did not like him, and de¬ 
clared that all he said “was not worth talk about a 
musquash.” We suggested that probably Mr. Webster 
was very busy, and had a great many visitors just then. 
Coming to falls and rapids, our easy progress was sud¬ 
denly terminated. The Indian went along shore to in¬ 
spect the water, while we climbed over the rocks, picking 
berries. The peculiar growth of blueberries on the tops 
of large rocks here made the impression of high land, 
and indeed this was the Height-of-land stream. When 
the Indian came back, he remarked, “ You got to walk; 
ver strong water.” So, taking out his canoe, he launched 
it again below the falls, and was soon out of sight. At 
