Elsie's Journey on Inland Waters. Finley Martha

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      CHAPTER V

      As they left the table and gathered upon deck on the evening of the next day, the captain announced that they were nearing Mackinaw.

      "I am glad of that, papa," said Grace; "for we shall have a lovely view of it by moonlight."

      "Are we going to stop there, sir?" asked Walter.

      "Not unless someone particularly desires it," returned the captain; "but we will pass slowly and quite near, so that we may all have a good view of it. Ah! it can be seen in the distance now," he added, pointing it out.

      "And though the sun has set the moon will, as Gracie says, give us a lovely view of it," remarked Violet.

      "Yes, she is nearly full," said the captain, glancing skyward, "which will help us to a more vivid conception of how things looked to Darman when he set out for Fort St. Joseph, on the 16th of July, 1812."

      "I'm glad of that," said Lucilla. "I want to be able to imagine just how things looked at that time."

      "Yes," said Grace, "but it is far more delightful to know that no war is going on now, and we are in no danger from either civilized or savage foes."

      "It is indeed!" responded her father. "Peace is a great blessing; war a dreadful scourge."

      "It is an Indian name the island bears, is it not, captain?" asked Evelyn.

      "Yes; and the meaning is the Great Turtle, alluding to its shape. Notice that as we approach, and see if you do not think the name appropriate."

      "To the tongue of which of the Indian tribes does the name belong, sir?" asked Walter.

      "The Algonquin."

      "The harbor is considered a fine one, is it not?"

      "Yes; it is semicircular, 1 mile long; the strait is 40 miles long and 4 miles wide; the island 7 miles in circumference. Now we are near enough for a good view."

      "What makes it look so white, papa?" queried little Elsie.

      "It is limestone rock, my child," replied her father. "See the village down near the water and the fort on higher ground – the white cliffs half covered with green foliage – beyond it the ruins of old Fort Holmes."

      "The one the British took in that war you told about, papa?"

      "The very same," he said. "I believe you were not by when I pointed it out to the others on our former visit to the island."

      "No, sir; I think Neddie and I were asleep in our berths."

      "Yes, so you were," said her mother. "Ah, my dear," to her husband, "what a lovely sight it is by this witching light!"

      "Yes," he said. "I think we will visit it again one of these days, when we can spend more time in viewing the various interesting places – such as the Arch Rock, a natural bridge almost as picturesque as the famous one in Virginia, the Rabbit's Peak, Giant's Causeway, and the Lover's Leap. We are passing that last now; and I want you all to notice a projecting crag at the other end of the island, called Robinson's Folly. These are all famous places, and each has its legendary story."

      They steamed slowly past, greatly enjoying the moonlight view of the island; then, as it faded from sight, the speed of the vessel was increased, and before the older ones had retired they had entered Lake Huron.

      The pleasant weather continued, and most of them spent the greater part of the following day upon the deck.

      "We will reach Detroit early this evening, I suppose, Brother Levis?" said Rosie, in a tone of enquiry.

      "Should nothing happen to prevent," was the pleasant-toned reply. "And now I wonder if my pupils can tell us most of the history of that city?"

      "Beginning with the war of 1812, I suppose, as we have already gone over the story of the doings of Pontiac?"

      "Yes; but first I shall give you a few facts concerning its settlement, growth, and so forth:

      "It is by far the oldest city in the western part of our country, and older than either Philadelphia or Baltimore on the seaboard. It was founded by the French in 1670, as an outpost for the prosecution of the fur-trade; and as late as 1840 it still had less than 10,000 inhabitants. It is on the west side of Detroit River, about 7 miles from Lake St. Clair and 18 from Lake Erie. Can you tell me the meaning of the name Detroit, Elsie, daughter?"

      "No, papa, you never taught me that," replied the little girl.

      "It is the French for strait," he said. "The strait or river connecting Lakes St. Clair and Erie gave the name to the city."

      "At the time we are talking of – when General Hull was marching toward the place – Detroit had only 160 houses and a population of about 800, most of them of French descent. It was a very small place considering its age, for it was a trading-post as early as 1620, and established as a settlement as early as 1701, when a Jesuit missionary came there with one hundred men. So it was a very old town though so small; but seven years before there had been a fire that destroyed all the houses but one."

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