One Hundred And Three
A Centenarian's Recollections of Oswego.
The New York Herald of yesterday printed an interview with Cook St. John, of Walton, Delaware county, who is still living at the age of 103. The old man related an interesting narrative of his early history and adventures. In 1793 Mr. St. John started with a surveying party for Canada. He relates this part of the story as follows"
"We went in a sloop to New York, and then up the Hudson to Albany in a sloop. There we hired wagons to carry our baggage to Schenectady, and we walked to that place through the woods and took bateaux up the Mohawk River to Fort Stanwix. From Fort Stanwix we had our bateaux carried to Wood Creek, six or eight miles, if I remember right.
"We went down Wood Creek to Oneida Lake and through it, by Three River Point, to Oswago Fort. The British still had possession of that fort and Fort Niagara, and had garrisons there. At Oswago Fort I saw red coats. This was the 4th of June 1793."
Mr. St. John ceased talking and settled back in his chair. "Hannah," as he calls his daughter-in-law, filled the gap by an explanatory remark, "He means Oswego Fort. but insists on pronouncing it Oswago, and won't allow us to say Oswego to this day."
"From Oswago Fort," continued the old gentleman, " we went down Lake Ontario to Toronto Bay and landed where Little York now stands. The country was nearly all wilderness along our route and we were a month on the way and didn't see a white person, except for our own company, after we left Oswago Fort till we returned. We lived on salt meat and hard bread, and now and then fish and game. Once we saw the wolves chase a dear into the lake. Some of the company jumped in a bateau and succeeded in capturing it."