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EARLY RECOLLECTIONS BY WM. C. HOYT
June 7th, 1873
I went straight on, and forded a stream, and, after traveling five miles,, came to a house, two men standing at the door. On enquiring the distance to Tecumseh, they told me it was "nine and a half miles; " that I must go back to Clinton, then turn to the right. I turned about to retrace my steps, when one of the men asked me how I would trade rifles. I had a good rifle, and did not wish to part with it, so I told him I would not trade, if he offered me his farm to boot.
When I got back to Clinton, the woman in the house appeared a little frightened, but she set some bread and milk on the table, at my request, and while I was eating, several questions were asked, and promptly answered by me. After having related my adventures across the river twice, and my anxiety to reach my sister's that day, and being heedless about direction, etc., she remarked that she thought I had been chased by a constable; for I appeared to be nearly exhausted. She closed her remarks with a smile, as-she said: "You had a chance to see the country. "
I took the right road this time, and walked with renewed speed, startled at times at the sudden bounce of the deer across the road, till I reached Tecumseh. The tavern was paintd green; several frame houses, and a grist-mill and saw-mill were there.
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