All this was a sort of happiness which I could conceive of , though I had little sympathy with it . Perhaps , had I been then inclined to admit it , I might have found that the roving life was more proper to him than to either of his companions ; for Satan , to whom I had compared the poor man , has delighted , ever since the time of Job , in `` wandering up and down upon the earth '' ; and indeed a crafty disposition , which operates not in deep-laid plans , but in disconnected tricks , could not have an adequate scope , unless naturally impelled to a continual change of scene and society . My reflections were here interrupted . `` Another visitor ! '' exclaimed the old showman . The door of the wagon had been closed against the tempest , which was roaring and blustering with prodigious fury and commotion , and beating violently against our shelter , as if it claimed all those homeless people for its lawful prey , while we , caring little for the displeasure of the elements , sat comfortably talking . There was now an attempt to open the door , succeeded by a voice , uttering some strange , unintelligible gibberish , which my companions mistook for Greek , and I suspected to be thieves ' Latin . However , the showman stepped forward , and gave admittance to a figure which made me imagine ; either that our wagon had rolled back two hundred years into past ages , or that the forest and its old inhabitants had sprung up around us by enchantment . It was a red Indian , armed with his bow and arrow . His dress was a sort of cap , adorned with a single feather of some wild bird , and a frock of blue cotton , girded tight about him ; on his breast , like orders of knighthood , hung a crescent and a circle , and other ornaments of silver ; while a small crucifix betokened that our Father the Pope had interposed between the Indian and the Great Spirit , whom he had worshipped in his simplicity . This son of the wilderness , and pilgrim of the storm , took his place silently in the midst of us . When the first surprise was over , I rightly conjectured him to be one of the Penobscot tribe , parties of which I had often seen , in their summer excursions down our Eastern rivers . There they paddle their birch canoes among the coasting schooners , and build their wigwam beside some roaring milldam , and drive a little trade in basket-work where their fathers hunted deer . Our new visitor was probably wandering through the country towards Boston , subsisting on the careless charity of the people , while he turned his archery to profitable account by shooting at cents , which were to be the prize of his successful aim . The Indian had not long been seated , ere our merry damsel sought to draw him into conversation . She , indeed , seemed all made up of sunshine in the mouth of May ; for there was nothing so dark and dismal that her pleasant mind could not cast a glow over it ; and the wild Indian , like a fir-tree in his native forest , soon began to brighten into a sort of sombre cheerfulness . At length , she inquired whether his journey had any particular end or purpose . `` I go shoot at the camp-meeting at Stamford , '' replied the Indian . `` And here are five more , '' said the girl , `` all aiming at the camp-meeting too . You shall be one of us , for we travel with light hearts ; and as for me , I sing merry songs , and tell merry tales , and am full of merry thoughts , and I dance merrily along the road , so that there is never any sadness among them that keep me company .
But , O , you would find it very dull indeed , XXXXX go all the way to Stamford alone ! ''
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