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"Where's Heckewelder?" asked Girty, curtly, as he stopped before the missionaries. "He started out for the Indian towns on the Muskingong," answered Edwards. "But we have had no word from either him or Zeisberger." "When d'ye expect him?" "I can't say. Perhaps to-morrow, and then, again, maybe not for a week." "He is in authority here, ain't he?" "Yes; but he left me in charge of the Mission.
"Now, Jonathan, remember that you promised to tell me of your meeting with Daniel Boone." "It was over on the Muskingong near the mouth of the Sandusky. I was hunting in the open woods along the bank when I saw an Indian. He saw me at the same time and we both treed. There we stood a long time each afraid to change position. Finally I began to act tired and resorted to an old ruse.
In April, 1770, more than ten years before, sixteen canoes, filled with converted Indians and missionaries, drifted down the Allegheny to Fort Pitt; thence down the Ohio to the Big Beaver; up that stream and far into the Ohio wilderness. Upon a tributary of the Muskingong, called the Tuscarwawas, a settlement was founded. Near and far the news was circulated.
Heckewelder had succeeded in interesting the savages west of the Village of Peace to the extent of permitting him to establish missionary posts in two other localities one near Goshhocking, a Delaware town; and one on the Muskingong, the principal river running through central Ohio.
I went up to him and found him to be a big strong fellow with an honest, merry face. He said: 'I'm Boone. I was considerably taken aback, especially when I saw he knew I was a white man all the time. We camped and hunted along the river a week and at the Falls of the Muskingong he struck out for his Kentucky home." "Here is Wetzel," said Col. Zane, who had risen and gone to the door.
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