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John Rutherford, the White Chief by George Lillie Craik
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some from us; and not even then, if he did not belong to a chief's
family.

"On taking our departure from this village, we left with Ewanna one of
our comrades named Jefferson, who, on parting from us, pressed my hand
in his, and with tears in his eyes, exclaimed, 'God bless you both! we
shall never see each other again.'

"We proceeded on our journey, in company with Aimy and his family, and
another chief; and having walked about two miles without one word being
spoken by any of the party, we arrived at the side of a river. Here we
stopped, and lighted a fire; and the natives who had charge of the
luggage having come up in about an hour, bringing with them some
potatoes and dried fish, we cooked a dinner for ourselves in the usual
manner. We then crossed the river, which was only about knee deep, and
immediately entered a wood, through which we continued to make our way
till sunset. On getting out of it we found ourselves in the midst of
some cultivated ground, on which we saw growing potatoes, turnips,
cabbage, tara[AG] (which is a root resembling a yam), water-melons, and
coomeras,[AH] or sweet potatoes.

"After a little while we arrived at another river, on the opposite side
of which stood the village in which Aimy resided. Having got into a
canoe, we crossed over to the village, in front of which many women were
standing, who, waving their mats, exclaimed, as they saw us approaching,
'Arami, arami,'[AI] which means, 'Welcome home.'

"We were then taken to Aimy's house, which was the largest in the
village, having the walls formed of large twigs covered with rushes,
with which it was also thatched. A pig was now killed for us, and cooked
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