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Champlain Fights beside the Algonquin and Wendat

Draft: this translation has not yet been checked against the original by a separate review.

Written
events of late July 1609; printed 1613
Place
The western shore of Lake Champlain, near Ticonderoga
Language
French
Kind of source
travel account
Reading time
5 minutes
Difficulty
Moderate
Intensity
Medium

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The edited translation, in simplified modern English. Bracketed words were added for clarity; [...] marks a cut. Tap a note number to read the note.

Meeting the Iroquois

[...] When evening came, we set off in our canoes to continue our journey. We were moving very quietly, without any noise. It was the 29th of the month,1 around ten o’clock at night. At the tip of a point that juts into the lake on the western side,2 we met the Iroquois,3 who were coming to make war. Both they and we began to raise great shouts, and everyone readied his weapons. We drew back onto the water. The Iroquois went ashore and lined up all their canoes side by side. They began to cut down trees, with poor axes they sometimes win in war and others of stone, and they built themselves a very good barricade.

Our people,4 for their part, kept their canoes side by side all night. They tied them to poles so they would not drift apart and could all fight together if they had to. We were a bowshot out on the water from their barricade. When our people were armed and in order, they sent two canoes out from the group to ask the enemy whether they wanted to fight. The enemy answered that they wanted nothing else. But for now, they said, there was not much light, and they must wait for day to see each other. As soon as the sun rose, they would give us battle. Our people agreed. While we waited, the whole night passed in dancing and singing on both sides, with no end of insults and other talk. They told us how little courage we had, and how little our weapons could do against theirs, and that when day came we would feel it, to our ruin. Our people had answers ready too. They told them they would see weapons do things they had never seen before. There was plenty of other talk, the kind that is usual at the siege of a town.

The Battle

After much singing, dancing, and talk back and forth, day came. My companions and I stayed hidden all the while, so the enemy would not see us. We got our weapons ready as well as we could. We were separated, each in one of the canoes of the Montagnais5 Savages.6 When we had put on light armor, we each took an arquebus7 and went ashore. I saw the enemy come out of their barricade. There were nearly two hundred of them, strong and sturdy to look at. They came toward us at a slow pace, with a dignity and confidence that greatly impressed me. At their head were three chiefs. Our people advanced in the same order. They told me that the men with three tall plumes were the chiefs. There were only these three, and you could tell them by their feathers, which were much taller than their companions’. They told me to do whatever I could to kill them. I promised to do all in my power. I told them I was very sorry they could not understand me well enough for me to tell them how to attack their enemies in good order. If they could, we would surely defeat them all. But since nothing could be done about it, I would gladly show them my courage and goodwill when we came to fight.

As soon as we were ashore, our people began to run about two hundred paces toward their enemies. The enemy stood their ground. They had not yet seen my companions, who had gone off into the woods with some of the Savages. Our people began calling for me with loud shouts. They split in two to let me through, and I went to the front. I marched about twenty paces ahead of them, until I was about thirty paces from the enemy. They saw me at once and halted, gazing at me, and I at them. When I saw them start to move to shoot at us, I put my arquebus to my cheek and aimed straight at one of the three chiefs. With that shot two of them fell to the ground, and one of their companions was wounded and died some time later. I had loaded four balls into my arquebus. When our people saw this shot go so well for them, they began to shout so loudly that you could not have heard thunder. All the while, arrows flew from both sides. The Iroquois were greatly astonished that two men had been killed so quickly, since they wore armor woven of cotton thread and wood, which arrows could not pierce.8 This filled them with fear. As I was reloading, one of my companions fired a shot from inside the woods. This astonished them again so much, with their chiefs dead, that they lost heart and ran. They abandoned the field and their fort and fled deep into the woods. I chased them there and brought down still more of them. Our Savages also killed several, and took ten or twelve prisoners. The rest escaped with the wounded. Fifteen or sixteen of our people were wounded by arrows, but they soon healed.

After the Victory

After we had won, our people spent their time gathering up plenty of the enemy’s Indian corn9 and meal, and their armor, which they had left behind to run faster. After a good feast, with dancing and singing, we set off for home three hours later with the prisoners. The place where this battle was fought lies at forty-three degrees and some minutes of latitude. It was named the lake of Champlain.

Notes

  1. Of July 1609. Champlain’s dates for this journey do not all agree, and historians date the fight differently. back
  2. A point on the western shore of Lake Champlain, probably near Ticonderoga; some editors place it at Crown Point. back
  3. Here the Mohawk, the easternmost of the Five Nations of the Iroquois (Haudenosaunee), whose country lay in what is now New York State. back
  4. Champlain’s Native allies: Montagnais (Innu), Algonquin, and Wendat (Huron) warriors, who had brought him along as an ally of the French. back
  5. The Montagnais, now known as the Innu, of the lower St. Lawrence, the first allies of the French. back
  6. Champlain’s word is sauvages, used by the French for the Native peoples of America; it also meant people of the forest. back
  7. A matchlock gun, fired by a slow-burning cord. Champlain and two other Frenchmen carried them. back
  8. Body armor of wood laced with cord. Cotton did not grow there, so Champlain’s “cotton” was probably another plant fiber. back
  9. Maize. The defeated war party had carried it as food for the march. back