John Long's journal, 1768-1782Long, J. (John), Indian trader
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John Long's journal, 1768-1782
Long, J. (John), Indian trader
Fur trade -- Canada; Indians of North America; Indians of North America -- Languages; Ojibwa language
{167} The Canadians are particularly fond of dancing, from the
_seigneur_ to the _habitant_; and though the meaner sort of people do
not excel in it, there is a peculiar ease, and careless indifference,
which, though it appears too rustic, is far from being disagreeable. The
beverage on these occasions is sour Spanish red wine, called black
strap; and this, homely as it would be thought in more refined
assemblies, is there considered as a very handsome manner of treating
their friends.
The winter being passed, I determined to go to Quebec, and endeavour to
get a passage to England, not having any prospect of a permanent
settlement in Canada. On my arrival I put up at a tavern, and lived as
moderately as possible, from necessity more than inclination; for every
one knows that Indian traders, like sailors, are seldom sufficiently
prudent to save much money. Fortunately for me, I met with an old
school-fellow at Quebec, a captain of a ship, whom I had not seen for
sixteen years. To him I communicated my distressed situation, and by him
was generously relieved. In addition to this act of kindness, he
promised me a free passage to England on board his vessel, which offer I
accepted with pleasure and gratitude.
Having fixed the time of his departure, I took the post, and went to
Montreal to settle my affairs: I then returned to Quebec, from whence we
sailed the 11th day of October, 1783, and put into Newfoundland. When we
came in sight of harbour, several of us requested permission to take the
long boat, and row on shore, which was granted; but it being a dead
calm, we made very little way. We had not left the ship more than a
league, when a southwest wind sprang up, and retarded us considerably.
In the evening the wind abated, and with hard rowing {168} we reached
the shore about midnight, both fatigued and hungry. Early in the morning
the ship came into harbour, and had suffered some damage by beating
about in the night, which induced the captain to dispose of the cargo.
On the 9th of November we left Newfoundland, on board another vessel:
our passage was favourable, without any remarkable occurrence, and we
arrived in London the 30th of the same month.
My native city, upon my arrival, appeared like a new world to me, having
been absent from England fifteen years; and it was with difficulty I
found any of my old friends, the greatest part of them in such a length
of time being dead.
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