THE NEW HOME
WE had one more bear hunt before the first of the
log houses had been built; but I did not take part in it,
because of our being so nearly done with our building
that mother urged us to make every effort at winding
up the task within the next four and twenty hours, to
the end that we might be able to leave the cave among
the first of the company.
By this time we had among us many laborers, and
father hired two men to saw logs into boards, so that
 we might have floors in our home, and doors that were
seemly to look upon.
I saw many dwellings in which the floor was nothing
more than the earth beaten down hard, and the doors
made of riven logs to form rough planks called
puncheons; but my father, counting to spend the
remainder of his days in this land of America, gave
due heed to the comfort of himself and of his family.
In later davs I have heard much concerning the
suffering endured by people who came to other portions
of the New World to build homes, and have been told
of the shifts they made in putting up dwellings, or in
providing themselves with food; but we of
Philadelphia were not called upon thus to battle against
obstacles that need not have arisen, had the colony
been properly cared for by those who had charge of the
matter in England.