Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's FriendshipKellogg, Elijah
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Forest Glen; or, The Mohawk's Friendship
Kellogg, Elijah
Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Quakers -- Juvenile fiction
They adopted a singular method, originating in the inventive brain
of Sammy. Selecting a level spot in the dry, tough clay ground, they
removed the turf, picked out the grass-roots, smoothed the surface, and
swept off the dust. Upon this surface they laid some of the square
wooden plates or trenchers used by the settlers, and cut into the clay,
then hollowed the centre with a crooked drawing-knife made to hollow
the staves of tubs and pails. This was the mould, and they made numbers
of them. Moulds for bowls were made in the same way; and, when the
draw-shave did not accomplish the purpose, they worked out the bottom
of the moulds, and smoothed them up with the bowl of a horn spoon, the
handle of which had been broken off.
Into these moulds they put the clay, plastering it on the sides and
bottom to a proper thickness, and, removing all superfluous clay with
wooden scrapers and the spoon-bowl, pressed and smoothed it with their
fingers and a bunch of wet moss, that left the surface smooth and
shining.
They became more and more interested in their work, and endeavored to
excel each other in the shape and ornamentation of their vessels, for
they even aspired to that. The square trenchers with their large margin
afforded ample space for designs.
Archie made a row of sharp points round the edge of his plate, and
between each two a round dot by pressing a buckshot into the clay; and
also cut his name on the bottom.
Ike Proctor made a vine; and outside of that he made quite a pretty
figure by pressing beechnuts and the upper surface of acorn-cups into
the clay.
Sammy Sumerford excelled all the others. In the first place, he traced
a vine round the outer edge, and did it quite well; having found in the
house the wheel or rowel of a spur he printed it in the clay inside the
vine; not satisfied with this he obtained some garnets, and, pressing
them into the clay, left them there.
"How did you cut that vine so true, Sam?" said Bob Holt, who was
admiring the work.
"I laid a little small spruce-root, not so large as a knitting-needle,
all round the edge, and made all the turns as I wanted to have 'em, and
put thorn spikes to keep 'em from moving while I pressed 'em into the
clay."
It was now time to drive up the cattle; and, dusting their work with
sand, they covered it with boughs to keep off the dew.
The next morning the plates and bowls were carefully dug out of the
moulds, and placed in the sun to dry the outside; then they were put in
the fireplace, the top of which was covered with flat stones and clay
to keep in the heat; and they were burned as red as a brick. Some of
them fell to pieces. All of them were full of small cracks; but they
would hold water some time, though it soaked out gradually.
The remainder of the day was spent in killing and plucking pigeons, and
making preparations for the morrow.
Early next morning came the girls and Scip, bringing with them whatever
other articles of food or seasoning were needed.
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