There is a fubordination among them; and the honor we pay to them generally correfponds to the extent of their object. 12. The good hufband, the good father, the good friend, the good neighbor, we honor as a good man, worthy of our love and affection. But the man in whom thefe more private affections are fwallowed up in zeal for the good of his country, and of mankind, who goes about doing good, and feeks opportunities of being ufeful to his fpecies, we revere as more than a good man; we esteem him as a hero. MESSIAH, A SACRED ECLOgue. YE nymphs of Solyma! begin the fong : To heavenly themes fublimer ftrains belong. 2. Rapt into future times, the bard begun : pour, 3. Ye heav'ns, from high the dewy nectar Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend, 4. Swift fly the years, and rife the expected morn! P 2 See See fpicy clouds from lowly Sharon rife, 6. Lo, earth receives him from the bending fkies !! 8. No figh, no murmur, the wide world fhall hear ;: From ev'ry face he wipes of ev'ry tear. In adamantine chains fhall death be bound,. And hell's grim tyrant feel th' etern -1; wound. 9. As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care,, IO. No more fhall nation against nation rife, 1.2. And start, amidst the thirsty wilds, to hear 13. On fixed rocks, the dragon's late abodes, To leaflefs fhrubs the flow'ring palm fucceed, 14. The lambs with wolves fhall graze the verdant mead, And boys in flow'ry bands the tyger lead ; ; The fteer and lion at one crib hall meet, 16. See thy bright altars throng'd with proftrate kings, And heap'd with products of Sabean fprings!: For thee Idume's fpicy forefts. blow,, And feeds of gold, in Ophir's mountains glow. 17. No more the rifing fun fhall gild the morn, 18. The feas fhall wafte, the fkies in fimoke decay, NARRATIVE NARRATIVE OF THE CAPTIVITY OF MRS. JEMIMA HOWE, TAKEN BY THE INDIANS AT HINS DALE, NEW-HAMPSHIRE, JULY 27, 1755. As Meffis. Caleb Howe, Hilkiah Grout, and Benjamin Gaffield, who had been hoeing corn in the meadow, weft of the river, were returning home a little before funfet, to a place called Bridgman's Fort, they were fired upon by twelve Indians, who had ambushed their path. 2. Howe was on horfeback, with two young lads, his: children, behind him. A ball, which broke his thigh, brought him to the ground. His horse ran a few rods and fell likewife, and both the lads were taken. The Indians in their favage manner, coming up to Howe, pierced his body with a spear, tore off his fcalp, ftuck a hatchet in his head, and left him in this forlorn condition. 3. He was found alive the morning after, by a party of men from Fort Hinfdale; and being afked by one of the party whether he knew him, he answered, Yes, I know you all. These were his last words, though he did not ex-pire until after his friends had arrived with him at Fort Hinfdale. Grout was fortunate as to escape unhurt. 4. But Gaffield, in attempting to wade through the river, at a certain place which was indeed fordable at that time, was unfortunately drowned. Flushed with the fuccefs they had met with here, the favages went directly to Bridgman's Fort. There was no man in it, and only three women and fome children, Mrs. Jemima Howe, Mrs. Submit Grout, and Mrs. Eunice Gaffield. 5. Their husbands I need not mention again, and their feelings at this juncture I will not attempt to defcribe. They had heard the enemies' guns, but knew not what had happened to their friends. 6. Extremely anxious for their fafety, they food longing to embrace them, until at length, concluding from the noife they heard without, that some of them were come, they unbarred the gate in a hurry to receive them; when: lo to their inexpreffible difappointment and furprife, inftead of their husbands, in rushed a number of hideous In dians, dians, to whom they and their tender offspring became an eafy prey; and from whom they had nothing to expect, but either an immediate death, or a long and doleful captivity. 7. The latter of thefe, by the favor of Providence, turned out to be the lot of thefe unhappy women, and their ftill more unhappy, because more helpless children. Mis. Gaffield had but one, Mrs. Grout had three, and Mrs. Howe feven. The eldest of Mrs. Howe's was eleven years old, and the youngest but fix months. 8. The two eldest were daughters, which he had by Her first husband, Mr. William Phipps, who was alfo flain by the Indians, of which I doubt not but you have seen an account in Mr. Doolittle's hiftory. It was from the mouth of this woman that I lately received the foregoing account. She also gave me, I doubt not, a true, though, to be fure, a very brief and imperfect hiftory of her captivity, which. I here infert for your perufal.. 9. The Indians (the fays) having plandered and put fire to the fort, we marched, as near as I could judge, a mile and a half into the woods, where we encamped that night. 10. When the morning came, and we had advanced as much farther, fix Indians were fent back to the place of our late abode, who collected a little more plunder, and destroyed fome other effects that had been left behind; but they did not return until the day was fo far fpent, that it was judged bet to continue where we were through the night. 11. Early the next morning we fet off for Canada, and continued our march eight days fucceffively, until we had reached the place where the Indians had left their canoes, about fifteen miles from Crown Point. This was a long and tedious march; but the captives, by divine affiftance, were enabled to endure it with lefs trouble and difficulty than they had reafon to expect.. 12.. From fuch favage mafters, in fuch indigent circumtances, we could not rationally hope for kinder treatment than we received. Some of us, it is true, had a harder lot than others; and among the children, I thought my fon Squire had the hardest of any. 13. He was then only four years old, and when we topped to reft our weary limbs, and he fat down on his mafter's |