The Memoirs of Lieut. Henry Timberlake (Who Accompanied the Three Cherokee Indians to England in the Year 1762): Containing Whatever He Observed Remarkable, Or Worthy of Public Notice, During His Travels to and from That Nation; Wherein the Country, Government, Genius, and Customs of the Inhabitants, Are Authentically Described. Also the Principal Occurrences During Their Residence in London. Illustrated With an Accurate Map of Their Over-hill Settlement, and a Curious Secret Journal, Taken by tTimberlake, Henry
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The Memoirs of Lieut. Henry Timberlake (Who Accompanied the Three Cherokee Indians to England in the Year 1762): Containing Whatever He Observed Remarkable, Or Worthy of Public Notice, During His Travels to and from That Nation; Wherein the Country, Government, Genius, and Customs of the Inhabitants, Are Authentically Described. Also the Principal Occurrences During Their Residence in London. Illustrated With an Accurate Map of Their Over-hill Settlement, and a Curious Secret Journal, Taken by t
Timberlake, Henry
Cherokee Indians -- History; United States -- History -- French and Indian War, 1754-1763
quite up to the saddle-skirts; after halting a little time, he set out
again for the opposite side, but found it impossible to proceed, a deep
channel lying between him and the shore, into which he often plunged,
but was as often obliged to turn back, at a great hazard of being
carried away by the current. Despairing at last of being able to cross
it, yet unwilling to return, he forced up the shallow part about an
hundred yards, towards the falls, making several attempts to cross,
which he at last effected; but the banks being excessively steep, he
found as much difficulty and danger in climbing them, as he had before
done in crossing. We then followed, and tho’ we now knew exactly what
course to keep, as our horses were weaker, and more heavily loaded, our
task was not less dangerous or difficult. We found the bottom so rocky
and irregular, that the horses staggered with their loads. The rapidity
of the stream, and the false steps they made, threatened every moment to
leave their burthens and lives in the middle of the stream. One of them,
on which my servant was mounted, actually fell, letting my portmantua
into the water, which luckily lodged among the limbs of an old tree,
that had been washed down by the current; the horse recovered himself,
and all the damage occasioned by this accident was, the spoiling of my
cloaths, and to the amount of forty pounds in paper money, which got so
wet, and stuck so fast together, that the greatest part of it was
rendered entirely useless. Happy, however, that this was our only loss,
and that we escaped with our lives.
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