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On the second morning after they left Aukpaque, the party drew nigh Medoctec, passing as they proceeded, several small spots where the Indians had made improvements and planted corn, beans, etc. Pote says:
'Course, if they get sassy, why, they's no tellin' what will happen. I'm mighty touchy about some things. But listen! I'm actin' as your travelin' insurance agent, pro temperly, as the pote says, which means keepin' your temper.
The Indians told Pote they would shortly arrive at another Indian village and he asked, with some anxiety, if the Indians there would use them in the same manner as those at Aukpaque. This question led to an immediate consultation among the Hurons, and, Pote says,
I'll not let anger or jealousy get th' betther iv me, I says. 'I'll lave off all me old feuds; an' if I meet me inimy goin' down th' sthreet, I'll go up an' shake him be th' hand, if I'm sure he hasn't a brick in th' other hand. Oh, I was mighty compliminthry to mesilf. I set be th' stove dhrinkin' hot wans, an' ivry wan I dhrunk made me more iv a pote. 'Tis th' way with th' stuff.
Hence, with the master-poet of Hellas, we must acknowledge those agrapta kasphalê theôn nomima ou gar ti nun ge kachthes, all aei pote zê tauta, koudeis oiden ex otou phanê the unwritten irresistible laws, ever-living, whose origin no one can tell.
It has a jarrin' effect on ears unattenuated er meanin' ears that ain't keyed up to it, as the pote says. She's comin' back. Fold your napkin. Don't look so blame hungry! Ain't you got any style?" "She's the prettiest girl I ever seen," said the boy, hastily swallowing his share of the hot, insipid coffee. "Pretty?" whispered Overland, as Louise approached. "She's thoroughbred.
"I am busy," he said, in the Creole-negro patois, "but has anybody has anything happened to to anybody in Madame Brouillard's house?" "Yes," the messenger feared that "ce Michié qui poté soulié jaune that gentleman who wears yellow shoes is ill. Madame Brouillard is hurrying to and fro and crying." "Very loud?" "No, silently; yet as though her heart were breaking."
"Misther Coggings knows best," said the bailiff who first spoke, "for he's a pote himself, and writes in the newspapers." "Oh, indeed!" said Larry. "Yes," said Goggins, "sometimes I throw off little things for the newspapers.
Who be them plug-hatters from all over God's creation, chalkin' up railroad fares agin us like we had a machine to print money in this town?" "Them vouchers is all right, ain't they?" demanded the Cap'n. "Them vouchers with letters attached?" "Yes, they be," faltered the treasurer. "So fur as who strangers may be, you can ask Pote Consetena Tate, secretary, about that.
Unpleasant as was the reception of Pote and his fellow prisoners at Aukpaque they were fortunate in being allowed to escape with their lives. It chanced that the previous year Capt. John Gorham had brought to Annapolis a company of Indian rangers probably Mohawks as allies of the English.