HIS FATHER'S ARRIVAL AT OTSEGO LAKE[59]

Near the center of the State of New York lies an extensive district of

country whose surface is a succession of hills and dales, or, to speak

with greater deference to geographical definitions, of mountains and

valleys. It is among these hills that the Delaware takes its rise;

and, flowing from the limpid lakes and thousand springs of this

region, the numerous sources of the Susquehanna meander through the

valleys, until, uniting their streams, they form one of the proudest

rivers of the United States. The mountains are generally arable to the

tops, altho instances are not wanting where the sides are jutted with

rocks, that aid greatly in giving to the country that romantic and

picturesque character which it so eminently possesses.

[Footnote 59: From Chapters I and III of "The Pioneers." Cooper's

father, Judge William Cooper, the founder of Cooperstown, first

visited Otsego Lake in 1785, built a house there in 1787 and in 1790

made it the permanent home of his family. In 1790 the place contained

35 other people. The selection here given pictures the circumstances

in which Judge Cooper, as well as Marmaduke Temple, visited Otsego

Lake. Fenimore Cooper was not two years old when his father settled

there. His native place was Burlington, N. J. Judge Cooper's settling

at Cooperstown was a consequence of his having acquired, through

foreclosure, extensive lands which George Croghan had failed in an

attempt to settle, near the lake. Except for this circumstance, it is

unlikely that his son ever would have acquired that intimate knowledge

of Indian and frontier life of which he has left such notable pictures

in his books.]

The vales are narrow, rich and cultivated, with a stream uniformly

winding through each. Beautiful and thriving villages are found

interspersed along the margins of the small lakes, or situated at

those points of the stream which are favorable for manufacturing; and

neat and comfortable farms, with every indication of wealth about

them, are scattered profusely through the vales, and even to the

mountain tops. Roads diverge in every direction from the even and

graceful bottoms of the valleys to the most rugged and intricate

passes of the hills. Academies[60] and minor edifices of learning meet

the eye of the stranger at every few miles as he winds his way through

this uneven territory, and places for the worship of God abound with

that frequency which characterizes a moral and reflecting people, and

with that variety of exterior and canonical government which flows

from unfettered liberty of conscience....

[Footnote 60: An "academy" was a high school or seminary, of which an

example could be found as late as fifty years ago in almost every

prosperous village of Central New York.]

It was near the setting of the sun, on a clear, cold day in December,

when a sleigh was moving slowly up one of the mountains in the

district we have described. The day had been fine for the season, and

but two or three large clouds, whose color seemed brightened by the

light reflected from the mass of snow that covered the earth, floated

in a sky of the purest blue. The road wound along the brow of a

precipice, and on one side was upheld by a foundation of logs, piled

one upon the other, while a narrow excavation in the mountain in the

opposite direction had made a passage of sufficient width for the

ordinary traveling of that day. But logs, excavation, and everything

that did not reach several feet above the earth lay alike buried

beneath the snow. A single track, barely wide enough to receive the

sleigh, denoted the route of the highway, and this was sunk nearly two

feet below the surrounding surface.

In the vale, which lay at a distance of several hundred feet lower,

there was what, in the language of the country, was called a clearing,

and all the usual improvements of a new settlement; these even

extended up the hill to the point where the road turned short and ran

across the level land, which lay on the summit of the mountain; but

the summit itself remained in the forest. There was glittering in the

atmosphere, as if it was filled with innumerable shining particles;

and the noble bay horses that drew the sleigh were covered, in many

parts, with a coat of hoar-frost. The vapor from their nostrils was

seen to issue like smoke; and every object in the view, as well as

every arrangement of the travelers, denoted the depth of a winter in

the mountains.

The harness, which was of a deep, dull black, differing from the

glossy varnishing of the present day, was ornamented with enormous

plates and buckles of brass, that shone like gold in those transient

beams of the sun which found their way obliquely through the tops of

the trees. Huge saddles, studded with nails and fitted with cloth that

served as blankets to the shoulders of the cattle, supported four

high, square-topped turrets, through which the stout reins led from

the mouths of the horses to the hands of the driver, who was a negro

of apparently twenty years of age. His face, which Nature had colored

with a glistening black, was now mottled with the cold, and his large

shining eyes filled with tears; a tribute to its power, that the keen

frosts of those regions always extracted from one of his African

origin. Still, there was a smiling expression of good humor in his

happy countenance, that was created by the thoughts of home, and a

Christmas fireside, with its Christmas frolics....

A dark spot of a few acres in extent at the southern extremity of this

beautiful flat, and immediately under the feet of our travelers, alone

showed by its rippling surface, and the vapors which exhaled from it,

that what at first might seem a plain was one of the mountain lakes,

locked in the frosts of winter. A narrow current rushed impetuously

from its bosom at the open place we mentioned and was to be traced for

miles as it wound its way toward the south through the real valley, by

its borders of hemlock and pine, and by the vapor which arose from its

warmer surface into the chill atmosphere of the hills. The banks of

this lovely basin, at its outlet,[61] or southern end, were steep, but

not high; and in that direction the land continued, far as the eye

could reach, a narrow but graceful valley, along which the settlers

had scattered their humble habitations, with a profusion that bespoke

the quality of the soil, and the comparative facilities of

intercourse.

[Footnote 61: The outlet of this lake is the Susquehanna River.]

Immediately on the bank of the lake and at its foot stood the village

of Templeton.[62] It consisted of some fifty buildings, including

those of every description, chiefly built of wood and which in their

architecture bore no great marks of taste, but which also, by the

unfinished appearance of most of the dwellings, indicated the hasty

manner of their construction. To the eye they presented a variety of

colors. A few were white in both front and rear, but more bore that

expensive color on their fronts only, while their economical but

ambitious owners had covered the remaining sides of the edifices with

a dingy red. One or two were slowly assuming the russet of age; while

the uncovered beams that were to be seen through the broken windows on

their second stories showed that either the taste or the vanity of

their proprietors had led them to undertake a task which they were

unable to accomplish.

[Footnote 62: Templeton is another name for Cooperstown.]

The whole were grouped in a manner that aped the streets of the city,

and were evidently so arranged by the directions of one who looked to

the wants of posterity rather than to the convenience of the present

incumbents. Some three or four of the better sort of buildings, in

addition to the uniformity of their color, were fitted with green

blinds, which, at that season at least, were rather strangely

contrasted to the chill aspect of the lake, the mountains, the

forests, and the wide fields of snow. Before the doors of these

pretentious dwellings were placed a few saplings, either without

branches, or possessing only the feeble shoots of one or two summers'

growth, that looked not unlike tall grenadiers on post near the

threshold of princes. In truth, the occupants of these favored

habitations were the nobles of Templeton, as Marmaduke was its king.

They were the dwellings of two young men who were cunning in the law;

an equal number of that class who chaffered to the wants of the

community under the title of storekeepers; and a disciple of

AEsculapius, who, for a novelty, brought more subjects into the world

than he sent out of it.

In the midst of this incongruous group of dwellings rose the mansion

of the Judge, towering above all its neighbors. It stood in the center

of an enclosure of several acres, which was covered with fruit-trees.

Some of the latter had been left by the Indians, and began already to

assume the moss and inclination of age, therein forming a very marked

contrast to the infant plantations that peered over most of the

picketed fences of the village. In addition to this show of

cultivation were two rows of young Lombardy poplars, a tree but lately

introduced into America, formally lining either side of a pathway

which led from a gate that opened on the principal street to the front

door of the building. The house itself had been built entirely under

the superintendence of a certain Mr. Richard Jones, whom we have

already mentioned, and who, from his cleverness in small matters, and

an entire willingness to exert his talents, added to the circumstances

of their being sisters' children, ordinarily superintended all the

minor concerns of Marmaduke Temple. Richard was fond of saying that

this child of invention consisted of nothing more or less than what

should form the groundwork of every clergyman's discourse, viz., a

firstly and a lastly. He had commenced his labors, in the first year

of their residence, by erecting a tall, gaunt edifice of wood, with

its gable toward the highway. In this shelter, for it was little more,

the family resided three years. By the end of that period Richard had

completed his design. He had availed himself, in this heavy

undertaking, of the experience of a certain wandering Eastern

mechanic, who, by exhibiting a few soiled plates of English

architecture, and talking learnedly of friezes, entablatures, and

particularly of the composite order, had obtained a very undue

influence over Richard's taste in everything that pertained to that

branch of the fine arts. Not that Mr. Jones did not affect to consider

Hiram Doolittle a perfect empiric in his profession, being in the

constant habit of listening to his treatises on architecture with a

kind of indulgent smile; yet, either from an inability to oppose them

by anything plausible from his own stores of learning, or from secret

admiration, Richard generally submitted to the arguments of his

coadjutor.

Together they had not only directed a dwelling for Marmaduke, but they

had given a fashion to the architecture of the whole country. The

composite order, Mr. Doolittle would contend, was an order composed of

many others, and was intended to be the most useful of all, for it

admitted into its construction such alterations as convenience or

circumstances might require. To this proposition Richard usually

assented; and when rival geniuses, who monopolize not only all the

reputation, but most of the money of the neighborhood, are of a mind,

it is not uncommon to see them lead the fashion, even in graver

matters. In the present instance, as we have already hinted, the

castle, as Judge Temple's dwelling was termed in common parlance, came

to be the model, in some one or other of its numerous excellences, for

every aspiring edifice within twenty miles of it.[63]

[Footnote 63: Judge Cooper's new home was called Otsego Hall. It was

afterward improved by Fenimore Cooper and remained his home during the

many years he spent in Cooperstown. A few years after his death it was

destroyed by fire. Its site is now a village park.]

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