IT seems to me, as I look back upon it, that at about
the time Master Stuyvesant was hunting down with
such a heavy hand those people who did not come
regularly to the Dutch church, preferring to hear some
other preacher, that our trade in furs fell off in a manner
to cause alarm.
As a matter of course we did not reckon that time
when the savages were bent on killing us, and,
therefore, remained away entirely; but as compared with
what we took in when matters with the Indians were
most friendly, we were losing ground rapidly.
With the Swedes driven out of the land, it surely
seemed as if the Wcst India Company should have been
able to get, by trading, all the pelts taken by the
Indians, and yet, from all I could hear, I knew that not
more than one half were coming our way. In addition
to this, the savages were bent on driving keener
bargains, as if there were people close around who were
offering bigger prices than we of New Amsterdam.
All this caused me no little trouble of mind, for
although it was not my concern to go abroad urging the
Indians to come in for trade, I knew that more than a
fair share of blame would attach to me when the profits
of the year were reckoned.