CHAPTER VII.

TWO DAYS AT SYRACUSE.

Had an early breakfast at Chittenango and calling for _Paul_ at eight

o'clock mounted and rode forward, with the city of Syracuse as my

evening destination. Nothing of especial interest occurred to vary the

day's journey. Syracuse was reached at four o'clock in the afternoon,

and the remainder of the day was spent in walks and drives through the

city which I had visited several times in former years, and of whose

history I had a fair knowledge. Long before the white man came, a band

of Iroquois had built their wigwams in the low basin, almost entirely

surrounded by hills, that lies to the south of Lake Onondaga, and from

here followed the pursuits of war and peace. We first hear of this

Indian village in 1653 through the Jesuit missionary, Father Le Moyne,

who had come to establish good feeling between the Iroquois and other

Indian tribes; and we see strange evidences of a counteracting influence

made probably by his own countrymen in the discovery of European weapons

and ammunition, that were distributed among the red men about the same

time. For more than a hundred years after this, the present site of

Syracuse, then an unpromising stretch of swamps, was the home of the

wolf and bear. Over its dreary waste the cry of the wild cat, the

warning of the rattlesnake and the hooting of the owl lent their sounds

to the weird chorus of Nature, and it was here that the wily Indian came

to seek his game. It was through Father Le Moyne, too, that we hear of

the great Salt Springs, which he visited at the southern end of the lake

in company with some Huron and Onondaga chiefs. The Indians, unable to

comprehend the strange effect of salt and clear water bubbling from the

same fountain, had a superstition that the springs were possessed by an

evil spirit and were afraid to drink from them; but when the white man

began to share their old haunts, we hear of the bewitched water being

fearlessly used, and the evil spirit converted into a propitious one. It

was Major Asa Danforth and his companion, Colonel Comfort Tyler, who

began early in the present century the enterprise which has since proved

such a splendid success. These two pioneers started out afoot for the

springs with no other implements than an axe, chain and kettle, which

seem primitive enough to us who know of the means that are now employed

in the making of this great staple. Arrived at the springs, two young

trees were cut, a stout branch placed in their crochets and on this the

kettle was hung. When the work was finished, the men hid their

implements in the bushes for safety, shouldered their rich possession

and started home over the ground that in a few years was to be the scene

of such striking and sudden changes.

Joshua Forman was the first man who saw a promising field in the

unhealthy land south of Lake Onondaga, and it was he who first thought

of a plan for its improvement.

With characteristic persistency he carried out his ideas, and with the

co-operation of James Geddes, a surveyor and fellow-townsman, did more

to convince men of the practicability of laying a canal route through

central New York than any other man. At that time the advocate of such

an undertaking was considered mad. Even the President shared the public

view of the matter, and when the zealous member from Onondaga laid the

plans before this incredulous gentleman, Jefferson remarked: "It is a

splendid project, and may be executed a century hence." It must have

been a satisfaction to Judge Forman to see this inland water-course

completed a few years later, and to realize the success of the great

enterprise.

When the breaking up of the unhealthy soil caused so much sickness and

so many deaths during the building of the canal at Syracuse--then

"Corinth"--this thoughtful benefactor began to devise a way for

improving the ground, which resulted in the passage of a bill, a year

later, for lowering the lake by means of drains. This stopped the

injurious overflow that occurred during the spring months and eventually

put an end to the "Corduroy" and "gridiron" roads by which the "dreary

waste of swamp" had been hitherto approached.

It seems strange enough now, to one riding through the beautiful and

regular streets of the present city, to realize that only a few years

ago its pioneers either followed these rough routes, or went around by

the hills to avoid them.

In April, 1820, Syracuse had grown sufficiently to merit the

distinction of a Post Office, and with this new acquisition a discussion

arose about its name. It had been called successively "Webster's

Landing," "South Salina," "Bogardus Corners," "Cossit's Corners" and

"Milan;" but, as there was another "Milan" in the State, its last title

had to be abandoned. For awhile it was known as "Corinth," but finally

by an odd coincidence it was named by its first Postmaster, John

Wilkinson, after the old Sicilian capital, to which it was supposed to

bear a slight resemblance. Mr. Wilkinson, it is said, in reading a

poetical description of the ancient city, was singularly impressed by

its name, and by the fact that there was a fountain of mythological

origin just beyond its walls, from which sprang clear and salt water.

At a meeting held to decide the matter, he among others eloquently

discussed his choice, and it was unanimously accepted. At this time, the

government official at Syracuse had charge of such vast communications

from "Uncle Sam," that when the Post Office was transferred later to the

office of John Durford, printer, Mr. Wilkinson carried the entire

concern, "mail matter, letter bags and boxes on his shoulders!" Still,

when the Marquis de La Fayette visited Syracuse, five years later, it

had made such rapid advancement that it called forth his warmest

congratulations. On this occasion, truly a great one among the city's

records, her founder and benefactor, Joshua Forman, was chosen to

express the gratitude of her people. It must have been a pleasant moment

for the brave General and a proud one for the Syracusans when, in

response to their hospitality, he returned Mr. Forman's courtesy in the

following words: "The names of Onondaga and Syracuse, in behalf of

whose population you are pleased so kindly to welcome me, recall to my

mind at the same time the wilderness that, since the time I commanded on

the Northern frontier, has been transformed into one of the most

populous and enlightened parts of the United States; and the ancient

Sicilian city, once the seat of republican institutions, much inferior,

however, to those which in American Syracuse are founded upon the plain

investigation, the unalloyed establishment of the rights of men, and

upon the best representative forms of government. No doubt, sir, but

that among the co-operators of the Revolution, the most sanguine of us

could not fully anticipate the rapidity of the improvements which, on a

journey of many thousand miles--the last tour alone from Washington to

this place amounting to five thousand miles--have delighted me; and of

which this part of the country offers a bright example. Be pleased to

accept my personal thanks and in behalf of the people of Onondaga and

Syracuse to receive this tribute of my sincere and respectful

acknowledgments."

Could the Marquis have lived longer, and made his tour hither at this

time, he would scarcely have found words to express his surprise.

Perhaps no city in New York has made such great strides in so few years.

Handsome buildings have sprung up on all sides, each one adding to the

sightliness of the place; and on the surrounding hills wealthy residents

have built their charming homes. The University of Syracuse, a Methodist

institution, built upon one of these hills in 1870, looks down

invitingly upon the knowledge-seekers of the city, and with the State

Armory, that stands in the park near Onondaga Creek, would furnish a

brilliant equipment for some modern Minerva, were she to visit this

interesting namesake of Sicilian Syracuse.

To the stranger looking out for characteristics, the Salt Works are the

most prominent among them. The sheds stretch along like enormous

stock-yards at one end of the city, but looking into them one discovers

great vats and troughs filled with salt in every stage of evaporation.

There are two ways by which the article is manufactured, one by solar

and the other by artificial heat, with thirty or forty companies

employing their chosen method.

Another striking feature is the unusual number of public halls. This is

due to the central location which makes Syracuse a favorite point for

conventions. It was my pleasure to lecture in one of these, "Shakespeare

Hall," on my first evening in the city, where I was introduced by

General Augustus Sniper. After this engagement, I went by rail to

Buffalo, on business connected with my proposed lecture in that city,

and returned the following afternoon. This was very unusual, as it was

contrary to the practice of my journey to avail myself of the railway

under any circumstances. My advance agents having completed preparations

for my lecture at Rochester, I made arrangements to resume my journey on

the following day. My short stay here gave me another opportunity to

look about this interesting town, and to realize its charms at the

prettiest season of the year. Some have believed that its situation,

importance and beauty would win for Syracuse the honor, so long bestowed

upon the good old town on the Hudson, of being the capital of the

Empire State. Whether or not it will ever be known as such, it will

receive the flattering acknowledgment of being one of the loveliest

cities in New York.

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