“The servants of the supposed Manitou produced a large bottle, and a liquor was poured into a small glass, which the Manitou emptied, and which, on its being refilled, he handed to the chief nearest to him. The chief took it, smelt it, and passed it on to the next, who did the same; and so it went round the circle, and was about to be returned to the Great Manitou in red, when one of their great warriors, feeling it was a mark of disrespect, took the glass, saying to the Indians, that such conduct might provoke the stranger, who meant kindly by them, and that if no one else would, he would drink it himself, happen what might. “He smelled again at the liquor, bade his friends adieu, and drank it off, all eyes being fixed on him. Scarcely had he swallowed it when he began to stagger; the women cried; he rolled on the ground, and all bemoaned him as dying; he fell asleep, and they would have thought him dead, but that they perceived him still to breathe. He awoke, jumped up, declared he never felt so happy before, asked for more, and the whole company now being eager to drink, drank, and all became drunk. “In the meantime the white men went to their vessel, and the next day the man in red returned, and gave them beads, axes, hoes, and stockings. They were soon all very good friends. They conversed by signs, and the strangers made them understand, that the next year they would return, and bring them more presents, but, as they could not live without eating, they should then want a little land, on which to grow herbs for their broth. “The next year they came back, and they were very glad to see each other; but the white men laughed when they saw the axes and hoes hanging, like ornaments, round their necks, and the stockings used as tobacco-pouches. The whites now put handles in the axes, and cut down trees before their eyes, and showed them the use of stockings. The strangers asked for land, and the Indians gave it, being amazed at the cunning manner in which they obtained more land than was expected. The white strangers and the red men lived contentedly together for a long time, but the former were constantly asking for more, and still more, land, which the Indians gave them. And in this way, they gradually advanced up the Mahicannittuck, or Hudson river, until they began to believe that they would want all their country, which proved true in the end.” Hudson descended the glorious river which bears his name, and, on the 4th of October, set sail on his return to Europe. The report which he carried back of the land he had discovered, though of the most brilliant description, did not, as we have already said, immediately induce the Dutch either to found a settlement or to pursue the discovery. Hudson never returned to these beautiful shores, but the following year perished miserably, in the ice-bound seas of a higher latitude, as we have already related.