old lace of costly texture, with his
sword, epaulettes, pistols, and hat covered with plumes. Sir William,
not being unacquainted with the Indian custom, seemed at a loss what
answer to give the chief. His wife, seeing his embarrassment, took him
by the hand and led him to the hall and informed him that he had better
fulfill the dream of her father by giving him his war equipage, which
would give him an opportunity to dream in return.

"What can I dream," said the Major-General, "to compensate me for that
splendid war equipage?"

His wife, with a sly look, replied, "Leave that to me;[1] but give him
the uniform and other equipage."

[Footnote 1: The author of the History of Schoharie County and Border
Wars of New York, states that the lands dreamed for by Sir William
Johnson, with the famous Indian chief Hendrix, of the Mohawk tribe, were
situated in the Valley of the Mohawk, which statement is denied by the
first settlers of the Indian's place of rest in the Valley of the
Susquehanna, which lands were purchased of the heirs of Sir William
Johnson, who used to relate the story of the dream as they learned it of
their mother, whose maiden name was Molly Brant, and had been at the
Indian place of rest with the Indians in their fall hunt when an Indian
maiden.]

The Major-General then brought forward his beautiful uniform and
equipments, that had been manufactured with care in England to adorn men
of rank and high renown in the British service, and worn with honors.
The Indian chief looked with pride upon the dazzling prize, so easily
won from a British officer. He then took off his Indian dress and put on
the General's uniform, which he said was a very good fit for a chief to
wear in time of peace, but not well calculated for the battle fray. He
wore his uniform through the day while a guest at the house of Sir
William Johnson. When night came he took off his uniform and folded it
carefully and packed it in a suitable form to transport it to his own
village, situated many miles away in the forest. After the chief had
retired to rest for the night Mrs. Johnson informed the General he must
dream that the chief, her father, gave him one thousand acres of land
situated on each side of the Susquehanna, at their place of rest, where
they could remove after the war had ended and live in tranquil
loveliness upon the banks of the gently flowing Susquehanna.

There on the runway long and low,
Coursed the buck, the faw