MASTER MINUIT'S HOME
THEN it was that this very friendly Dutchman showed
me the house in which Master Minuit was to live, until
 such time as a building, made after the manner of
those in Holland, could be set up.
It was no more than a log hut, large, to be sure, but
yet formed of the trunks of trees laid one on top of the
other, with the ends notched so that they would lock
together, as it were, and the floor was the same as I had
seen in the house of the savage, simply earth beaten
hard until it was nearly smooth.
The idea of bringing his fine garments into such a
place, or even of wearing them where were none save
the Indians to see his bravery of apparel, caused me to
smile; but I soon came to know that my master had no
intention of spending very many days within this rough
dwelling of logs.
The Sea Mew was moored stem and stern, as if for
a long stay, and Master Minuit and the other gentlemen
 appeared to have no idea of going on shore to live as
did the savages.
It is not needed for me to say that I also remained
aboard the ship, although it would have pleased me far
better to have taken my chances with the people in
the huts, for these Dutchmen who had come in advance
of us were really pleasant fellows, who did not think it
beneath their dignity to answer such questions as a lad
like me, who saw so much that was curious everywhere
around, was aching to ask.