The house that we ran up so quickly was 40 feet long by 18 feet wide.
This gave us each a bed-sitting-room 15 feet by 18 feet, a store-room 10
feet by 12 feet, and a six-foot passage communicating between the two
principal rooms, and into this passage the front doors opened. In the
front of the house we built a large open porch 14 feet by 14 feet, which
served the purpose of dining, drawing and reception-room. Thus we had a
large airy house, rain, wind, and sun-tight, which undoubtedly greatly
conduced to health and comfort during the building of more permanent
dwellings in anticipation of the coming of our wives.
At that time the natives never moved many yards from their houses
without three or four spears in their hands, ugly knives in their
sheaths, and shields on their arms. Armed in this manner they would
frequently congregate on the bank, and, shading their eyes with their
hands, they would look earnestly down the river; and then coming to us
they would say, “White men, the people in the lower towns are coming up
to fight you; get out your guns ready and we will help you.”
Looking down the river we could see in the distance many canoes darting
about, but as we had given the natives of those towns no reason for
attacking us, and as we were the guests of another town we knew they
would not assail us without collusion with our neighbours; and as our
neighbours had every opportunity of easily killing two unarmed men if
they desired so to do without calling in outsiders to share the loot, we
thought that the staring down-river, their statements regarding the evil
designs of the lower towns, and their offers of help were simply
attempts to fleece us of barter goods in payment for their proffered
aid; so we used to get out our binoculars, look down-river, and making
some laughing remark, go on with our work.
This laughter and brave show were more often forced than not, for we
were at times puzzled by the apparent earnestness of our neighbours, and
their repeated assurances that they would help us if we would only bring
out our guns and properly prepare to support them when the attack was
made. As a matter of fact, we had only one gun between us, and that was
in pieces at the bottom of one of my trunks. We had no cartridges, and
although we had cartridge cases, shots, balls, caps, and outfit for
making cartridges, yet we had not a grain of gunpowder; but all this we
kept to ourselves and refused to make preparations until we were certain
the enemy really intended to attack us.
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