Egidio Padovesi
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The tale of the trader Egidio Padovesi begins in a small town in Italy, I was a married man who was a trader, teacher, and blacksmith. I had to have all of these job to keep up with my wife who wanted everything, and my son, Beloit.
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And It doesn't help when you have a brother who isn't the brightest of folks but your wealthy parents leave him all of their money. I didn't get a nickel.
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I have been working for the Northwest trade company for almost 16 years. This year being my 17th year. When the day came for me to go off to Montreal my wife, and son gathered around the shore. Bidding me farewell. I am a trader.
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We sped around the corner as fast as we could to beat the other boats. Singing what seemed to be their favorite song.
Off to Montreal we go. Paddle fast and paddle slow, down the rapids we go. One of us dead but on we go. We walk across the land, goods in hand. The natives say hi, we marry their wives. We laugh! We Trade! We get paid! Money ha-hay! Back home we go!
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It went like that the whole way to Montreal stopping to eat, shave, and patch up the canoe three times a day, one hour for each stop. It went like that all the way to Montreal. That song really started to annoy me.
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Day one
Today we arrived at our destination. We started setting up our post. I am surprised the voyageurs are still standing after the rowing, and portaging. One Voyageur in particular, facino mazzati I think his name is. Is a friendly, strong, enduring guy. Unlike my clerk, Casemiro piccio. Annoying guy.
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Day two
Today we started preparing for winter, trading for food, hunting food and stocking up on supplies. Construction on the post is moving quickly.
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Day three
I am beginning to think we arrived late, snow is slowly but surely falling. We are continuing stocking up. Casemiro just won't be quiet, gloating about how last year he got the best trade, a kettle for 20 beaver pelts. Facino on the other hand is becoming a good friend and hard worker.
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Day four
Construction on the fort was slower, Facino is doing most of the work, chopping wood, hunting, all that stuff. Casemiro is still annoying. At least he is trading.
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Day 13
On days four to twelve I forgot to update the journal, nothing happened, Casemiro and I traded. Voyagers almost finished with the post. Everyone stocking for winter. Snow is falling quicker
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Day 14
The post is done, nothing fancy, just a big log cabin. Winter is upon us. I am worried that we might not have enough supplies.
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Winter
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Day 15
Winter is here, the post is finished, already we have some good trades, the pelt trading should start up soon.
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Day 16
Not to many trades at the new post I think I am going to have to go to a different trading post.
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Day 19
Today we arrived at a new post. Trades are much better, I already have 17 beaver pelts, 18 deer pelts, 2 bears, and 4 minks.
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Day 17
We are still at the second post, goods count now are 26 beaver, 34 deer pelts 3 bear pelts, 7 mink. Our supplies are 6 axes, 9 glass beads, 5 wool blankets, 2 coats, 4 cloth, 7 flint and steel, 2 copper kettles, 6 steel knives and 7 muskets.
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Day 24
It has been a week at the second post, I think it is time to move again.
Today we heard a elder and youngster fighting about if the young one "Silent step" should learn to make a stone axe, "Big bear" the elder thinks he should, because he should carry on tradition. Silent step says he can just trade for one.
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Day 25
Today we arrived at the third fort, trades here are the best, our goods count are now 47 beaver, 52 deer, 7 bear, 16 mink. But our knife and axe supply took a major hit.
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Day 26
Before bed today we had a party, Facino leading the beat, my clerk, Casemiro was sitting there muttering how he deserved to take my place.
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Day 27
Snow has almost stopped falling, is winter over? Our competition started exhausting the natives we were trading with.
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Day 28
Natives at the third post have been all traded out. Time to move on.
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Day 33
It's been 6 days on the trail, nothing exiting happened, bumping along the trail. Winter is definitely over.
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Day 35
We finally arrived at the fourth post. Trades here are not good, but, they do have lots of beaver pelts. They want muskets, which I only have 2 of.
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Day 36
Facino is really helping, getting wood, hunting food, all that stuff. Casemiro has not done anything good really.
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Day 37
Our goods count is 52 beaver pelts, 57 deer, 7 bear, 18 mink. I think it is time to move on.
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Day 43
Again, we came to a stop at another post, these natives are stubborn. They want one axe for 2 beaver pelts. But we used one of the voyageur's marriage to get a better deal and axe for 17 beaver pelts. But at that post, I think one day is enough.
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Day 47
Today we started to head back to the original post. The one we made. You might be asking what Casemiro is doing, he got tricked he traded 5 flint and steal for 3 deer pelts. I gave him a good scolding after that.
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Day 54
Today we finally arrived at the one we made. Our good count is now 72 beaver, 84 deer, 18 bear, 39 mink. Bad news, we have traded away all our resources. Casemiro might've had something to do with that.
Springs end is nearing.
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Day 89
Over the last 35 days, you didn't really miss much, chopping wood, Casemiro complaining. We traveled to grand portage. But, today is the rendezvous. When we got to grand portage the party was in full swing. Singing and dancing, and food. The
party went all night.
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Day 90
When we got on the water to go back home, everyone, including Casemiro and I sung,
Off to Montreal we go.
Paddle fast and paddle slow, down the Rapids we go. One of us dead but on we go. We walk across the land, goods in our hands. The natives say hi, we marry their wives, we trade, we laugh, we get paid, money hay-hay. Back to home we go.
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THE NEXT PART IS FOR FUTURE TRADERS ONLY
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Jobs
Trader: he can read and write, has high social position, travels to another post in winter
Voyageur: the muscle, paddles and carries heavy loads, not that smart.
Clerk: second in command, hopes of becoming a trader, sometimes is put in charge of a post.
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What to bring
You should usually bring, metal things, pots, knifes and axes. Also bring lots of glass beads, they highly value that. They love muskets. Bring al these to make the best trades.
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How to make better deals
If some of your men are married to Dakota women use that connection and ration your supplies so you don't use them all and have nothing left to trade
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Clothing
Always have your men wear white cotton shirts to protect them from the sun and bugs, and have a capote for the winter.
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