Friday was fair and sunny, and the ground dried out. And all the
morning I was with Dominie Kirkland and Hanierri, translating,
transcribing, and writing out the various speeches and addresses
left for me by General Sullivan.
Runners came in toward noon with news that our main forces had
encamped at the pass before Chemung, and were there awaiting
us.
Murphy, the rifleman, came saying that our detail was packing up
at the fort, that Major Parr had sent word for Lieutenant Boyd to
strike tents and pull foot, and that the boats were now making
ready to drop down the river with the non-combatants.
My pack, and those of my Indians, had been prepared for days,
and there was little for me to do to make ready. Some batt-men
carried my military chest to the fort, where it was bestowed
