He also told how Bucklaw
went with Radisson to the Spaniards' country treasure-hunting. Ah!
there are many fools in the world. They did not get the treasure. They
quarreled, and Radisson went to the far north, Bucklaw to the far south.
The treasure is where it was. Eh bien, such is the way of asses."
Iberville was about to speak.
"But wait," said Perrot, with a slow, tantalising smile; "it is not wise
to hurry. I have a mind to know; so while I am at New York I go to
Boston. It makes a man's mind great to travel. I have been east to
Boston; I have been west beyond the Ottawa and the Michilimackinac, out
to the Mississippi. Yes. Well, what did I find in Boston? Peste! I
found that they were all like men in purgatory--sober and grave. Truly.
And so dull! Never a saint-day, never a feast, never a grand council
when the wine, the rum, flow so free, and you shall eat till you choke.
Nothing. Everything is stupid; they do not smile. And so the Indians
make war! Well, I have found this. There is a great man from the
Kennebec called William Phips. He has traded in the Indies. Once while
he was there he heard of that treasure. Ha! ha! There have been so
many fools on that trail. The governor of New York was a fool when
Bucklaw played his game; he would have been a greater if he had gone
with Bucklaw.
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