being not able to travel any farther; so we went forward,
leaving the poor dejected Traveller with Tears in his Eyes,
to return to Charles-Town, and travel back again over so much bad Way,
we having pass'd thro' the worst of our Journey, the Land here
being high and dry, very few Swamps, and those dry, and a little Way through.
We travell'd about twenty Miles, lying near a Savanna
that was over-flown with Water; where we were very short of Victuals,
but finding the Woods newly burnt, and on fire in many Places,
which gave us great Hopes that Indians were not far of.

{Saturday 20 Miles.}
Next Morning very early, we waded thro' the Savanna, the Path lying there;
and about ten a Clock came to a hunting Quarter, of a great many Santees;
they made us all welcome; shewing a great deal of Joy at our coming,
giving us barbacu'd Turkeys, Bear's Oil, and Venison.

Here we hir'd Santee Jack (a good Hunter, and a well-humour'd Fellow)
to be our Pilot to the Congeree Indians; we gave him a Stroud-water-Blew,
to make his Wife an Indian Petticoat, who went with her Husband.
After two Hours Refreshment, we went on, and got that Day about twenty Miles;
we lay by a small swift Run of Water, which was pav'd at the Bottom
with a Sort of Stone much like to Tripoli, and so light,
that I fancy'd it would precipitate in no Stream, but where it naturally grew.
The Weather was very cold, the Winds holding Northerly.
We made our selves as merry as we could, having a good Supper
with the Scraps of the Venison we had given us by the Indians,
having kill'd 3 Teal and a Possum; which Medly all together
made a curious Ragoo.

{Sunday 15 Miles.}