n and doe;
The finny tribes in lengthened shoals
Swarm through all the crystal stream;
There in the summer sunshine blaze
Will rise green rows of twinkling maze,
Where the sweet waters of the mountain rill
Will ever turn your grinding mill.

The glowing account of so lovely a valley, given by Sir William's wife,
caused him to dream that the Indian chief gave him one thousand acres of
land at the Indian's place of rest. The next morning when the Indian
chief and Sir William met, he related his dream. The Indian chief sat in
silent meditation for a few moments, and then replied that if he had
actually dreamed the dream that he had related he must have the one
thousand acres of land, but one thing was certain, he would never dream
with him again whilst he had that young fox at his elbow.

The one thousand acres of land were deeded to Sir William, according to
the tenor of his dream, and the land was sold to actual settlers by the
heirs and descendants of Sir William Johnson, years after the storm of
the Revolution had passed away, and the grant was confirmed in the
settlement of peace with the government of Great Britain.

CHAPTER VI.

After the storm of the Revolution had subsided, the Indian's bow was
unstrung, the tomahawk and scalping-knife were laid idly by, and the
Angel of Peace had spread her guardian wing over the waters of the
Susquehanna and her tributaries. The hardy sons of New England came
flocking to this section of country, and many of them found a home for
their families in the lovely Valley of the Otego. Here they purchased
lauds and commenced cutting down and clearing away the forest along the
valley, and erecting rude houses to shelter their wives and children,
and mills to grind their grain.

In a few short years the smoke from their morning fires curled above the
forest trees for more than twenty miles along the winding banks of the
crystal waters of the Otego, and began to present a scene of activity.
School-houses were erected by the industry of the settlers along the
valley at the most convenient places, and these served a double
purpose--for schools through the week and meeting on the Sabbath.

Orchards soon began to blossom in spring, and fields of grain to wave in
summer, both yielding the gems of bright abundance in autumn. Then the
reapers, robust and ruddy with health, thrust in the willing sickle,
whilst the young maidens with glowing cheeks gathered u