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18 : MARINE REVIEW. [December 12, with it was that the water on it was too deep to admit of mowing it. Ina few hours, however, he thought a drain could be cut out into the lake that would draw the meadow dry. Moody collected his men, and, armed with shovels, axes, scythes, rakes and pitchforks, they rowed to the meadow. Capt. Moody was palpably nervous. He had never attempted to drain a field before, but he deliberately staked out the proper place for the canal and ordered the workmen to proceed. They dug each way from the center for four or five hours and then opened both ends simultane- ously, when to the great astonishment of the workmen and the no less great chagrin of Moody the waters of Lake Superior rushed in and sub- merged the meadow. The field of scientific engineering was permanently abandoned by Moody and he directed his workmen to resume the clearing of the land at Worcester for the erection of the forge, the machine shop, the saw mill and the coal house, which were to be, in his judgment and that of the entite party, the forerunner of a great industrial city. It should be noted that the name of Worcester did not long continue. It was changed to that of the most illustrious of the Jesuit missionaries, Pere Marquette, who now sleeps peacefully at St. Ignace. Meanwhile the restless Graveraet had gone to Milwaukee and re- turned in August on the little schooner Fur Trader, with a large number of Germans, some Irish and a few French, to develop the iron mines. It was the great cholera year and various parts of the country were infested with the dread pestilence. ' The little schooner had a frightful voyage. Ship fever broke out and was mistaken for cholera. Several died on the voyage and many were landed very sick. No sooner did the report get abroad that the ship was stricken with the cholera than every Indian departed. Within sixty minutes the last canoe was out out of sight, for the cholera to them was more fearful than even the small-pox. Dr. MARQUETTE IN 1858. From an old daguerreotype in the possession of Peter White. Rogers was called upon to lay aside the axe and resume the calling which, at a later date, he practiced with such distinction at Chicago. He quickly saw that the men were not suffering with cholera at all, but with ship and typhoid fever. A rude building was constructed and used as a hos- pital. Ina few days Dr. Rogers himself was stricken with the disease, as, indeed, were a dozen other powerful men, and the condition of all of them was desperate. "Peter," said Graveraet quietly, "you will have to take your turn in the hospital." "Very well, sir," said Peter as quietly. Mrs. Wheelock advised Peter to bathe the patients constantly. Whether it was from knowledge or intuition or what not she directed him to do that which the highest medical skill at a later day pronounced the best treatment for those suffering with typhoid. Peter bathed them in cold water incessantly. Dr. Rogers, who was the weakest and worst of all, endeavored from time to time to gather his scattered faculties and direct the treatment of himself and others. He mumbled medical terms which Peter could not understand, so he went on heriocally plunging them into cold water. Things looked hopeless for two weeks; the men were seized with the haunting deliriums which accompany this terrible fever; they shrieked for food and medicine; but for answer the boy gave them a cold bath. At the end of the second week Dr. Rogers looked at him calmly and lucidly. The fever had fled and the light of reason was in his eye. "Peter," said he, "you have saved us all, but if you could have under- stood me you would probably have killed us all." It was a happy crowd when the fever was banished and the Indians cautiously put the noses of their canoes against the beach in Iron bay again. Peter's next job was filling the first steam boiler ever set up in the peninsula. It was likewise his first contract, and as is customary in such cases, he bid too low. Peter's bid was $1.50, and as the work had to be done by hand, it took him three days and two nights to do it. When it was finished he surveyed it with sadness but with wisdom. As part com- pensation, however, he was installed as fireman and engineer and only left this place to enter the machine shop to become a mechanic. The number of vessels on Lake Superior in those days was limited and they were frequently out of repair. The list embraced the pro- pellers Independence and Napoleon and the schooners Swallow, Siscowit, Fur Trader and Algonquin. The Fur Trader was the only one which endeavored to make regular trips to Marquette, but even these were three or four weeks apart. Towards the end of October she had not put in an appearance for over ten weeks. One of the hardships of existence in the peninsula was the inability to replenish the stock of provisions regularly, owing to the infrequency of communication. The stock of provisions ran quite low. Butter and other luxuries entirely disappeared. Only a few barrels of pork and flour remained and a short-ration order had to be issued. One of the men pretended to discover a conspiracy among the Germans to seize the warehouse and he volunteered to organize a guard to protect it. The prospect of a long winter on a few mouthfuls of food per day did not appeal to the Germans whom Graveraet had brought from Milwaukee, and one bleak morning in November they started out of the country by way of Grand island and Munising. But few of the party, however, ever reached Grand island. It was a trackless wilderness and many of them stumbled by the wayside. 'They probably would have perished there, too, but their hardier brothers returning from Grand island, where they had learned that a propeller loaded with provisions had departed for Marquette, revived their spirits and all came back to Marquette. Graveraet, who had disappeared again--this time to Chicago--came overland from Escanaba with a troop of horses. The horses were needed for the purpose of drawing the iron ore from the mines to Marquette, where it was hoped that the forge under construction would shortly be in operation. His purpose was to make Marquette a great iron and steel manufacturing center. His dream was to make the peninsula an industrial empire. The only thing which he possessed was resistless energy. Never at any time in his life did he have the means to finance his projects. If- he had he doubtless would have stamped his individuality more powerfully upon the peninsula. Graveraet is but a memory now; but while he lived he was a force. He had practically no money to offer those who associated themselves with him. When one realizes his limitations, the spectacle of the man penetrating the wilderness with men, horses and equipment becomes magnificent. It speaks volumes for an imperious will and fascinating personality. This extraordinary man was attracted to Peter White, for they had a common facility of language. Graveraet spoke French, German, English and several Indian dialects. He was highly educated. Peter White spoke several languages also, a gift wholly native, for his mind was prac- tically undisciplined. He seemed to have the faculty of absorbing lan- guage by association. Throw him into contact with an Indian and Peter White would acquire his tongue within a month. Graveraet was there- fore attracted to a boy whom the Chippewas followed after as though they were his personal retinue. The Chippewas liked Peter because he could tell them stories in their own language. It was even said that he had a greater hold upon the Indians than Graveraet, who had a little Indian blood himself. Therefore when Graveraet wanted anything done he sum- moned Peter. One day he sent him upon a mission of some delicacy to Es- canaba. This meant a trip overland across the peninsula--a mere noth- ing nowadays, but a considerable undertaking through a continuous forest for a boy of eighteen. Two Chippewas, Mongoose and Jimmeca, volun- teered to accompany Peter. This is one of the chief recollections of the man's life, which is not surprising since it was the first trip he ever under- took through the wilderness on foot. They carried their provisions upon their backs. The Indians were of incalculable aid to Peter in following the trail. When one tree is blazed the Indian seems to know by instinct where to look for the next blaze and so the trail was followed with rea- sonable accuracy. There is nothing more monotonous, however, than following a trail, either on horseback or on foot. On the fourth day Peter began to despair. The woods seemed endless. He thought of the chil- dren of Israel in the wilderness. They were in it for forty years; Peter was in it for four days. Poor children of Israel, thought Peter. On the seventh day he came to Escanaba, then known as Flat Rock, hav- ing scrambled through thickets and floundered through swamps. He returned in five days and made a mighty resolve never to go into the woods again. It will be shown, however, how quickly this resolution was broken. (To be continued.) The Fore River Ship & Engine Co., Quincy, Mass., will enter the manufacture of gun forgings. The ordnance bureau of the navy depart- ment has awarded to the company a contract for sixty sets of nickel steel forgings for 3-in. rapid-fire field guns and fifteen sets of steel forgings for 4-in, 40-caliber rapid-fire guns. Work will be begun at once as the com- pany must begin delivery in fifty days and complete it in 150 days. A chart of Ashtabula harbor in colors has just been issued by the engineer officers in charge of the lake survey and may be had from the Marine Review.