This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1841. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... who had heen made a prisoner by a hostile tribe of Indians, gave the company an account of the hardships he had suffered during his detention among them. His young wife, who had shared in his captivity, sat by his side during the recital. THE STORY OF MR. KEITH'S CAPTIVITY AMONG THE AMERICAN INDIANS. In the month of August, 1790,1 proceeded down the Ohio river, in a large boat, with a young wife, to whom I had been married a twelvemonth, and a child of three months old that she carried in her arms. I was transporting my family and effects from Log's Town to Fishing Creek, where I had purchased a mill, which stood hard by the Falls. We felt some little regret on leaving our old abode. There is a certain attachment to place and things, by which a town, a house, or a tree, have an influence over the mind. Log's Town is not an enviable place of residence. Yet I doubt whether baron Trenk left his dungeon without some degree of pensiveness. Our feet clung to the threshold of the door of our old house. My wife gazed with wildness at the locust-tree, under whose shade she had so often sat with me, and listened to the mocking-bird's song; and I saw a tear fall from her eye upon the child that slept at her bosom. A couple of negroes, Jack and Cuffey, rowed our canoe, and I undertook to steer her. Towards evening we had reached a broad part of the Ohio; the current ran strong in our favour; and there was less occasion for rowing, than to keep the canoe in the middle of the river. The moon, in solemn majesty, was rising from the woods; the fire-fly was on the wing, and the banks of the Ohio echoed with the incessant and melancholy cry of the whip-poor-will. "Massa Keith I" cried the negro Cufley, "something not aright. Something scare whip-poor-will. She cry like a...