thro' a Country inhabited by none but Savages, and them of so different
Nations and Tongues.

After we had refresh'd our selves, we parted from a very kind, loving,
and affable People, who wish'd us a safe and prosperous Voyage.

Hearing of a Camp of Santee Indians not far of, we set out
intending to take up our Quarters with them that Night. There being
a deep Run of Water in the Way, one of our Company being top-heavy,
and there being nothing but a small Pole for a Bridge, over a Creek,
fell into the Water up to the Chin; my self laughing at the Accident,
and not taking good Heed to my Steps, came to the same Misfortune:
All our Bedding was wet. The Wind being at N.W. it froze very hard,
which prepar'd such a Night's Lodging for me, that I never desire
to have the like again; the wet Bedding and freezing Air
had so qualify'd our Bodies, that in the Morning when we awak'd,
we were nigh frozen to Death, until we had recruited our selves
before a large Fire of the Indians.

{Tuesday.}
Tuesday Morning we set towards the Congerees, leaving the Indian Guide
Scipio drunk amongst the Santee-Indians. We went ten Miles
out of our Way, to head a great Swamp, the Freshes having fill'd them all
with such great Quantities of Water, that the usual Paths
were render'd unpassable. We met in our Way with an Indian Hut,
where we were entertain'd with a fat, boil'd Goose, Venison, Racoon,
and ground Nuts. We made but little Stay; about Noon, we pass'd by
several large Savannah's, wherein is curious Ranges for Cattel,
being green all the Year; they were plentifully stor'd with Cranes,
Geese, &c. and the adjacent Woods with great Flocks of Turkies.