officiated, tho frequently covered with dust from the shof which the American artillery threw around us; the mute, but expressive mixture of sensibility and indignation upon every countenance; these objects will remain to the last of life on the minds of every man who was present.

5. The growing duskiness of the evening added to the Scenery, and the whole marked a character of that juncture, that would make one of the finest subjects for the pencil of a master that the field ever exhibited.

6. To the canvass and to the faithful page of a more inportant historian, gallant friend, I consign thy memory.

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STORY OF LADY HARRIET ACKLAND, BY GEN. BURGOYNE ADY Harriet Ackland had accompanied her husband to Canada in the beginning of the year 1776, In the course of that campaign, she traversed a vast space of country, in different extremities of season, and with difficulties that an European traveller will not easily conceive, to attend in a poor hut at Chamblee, upon his sick bed.

2. In the opening of the campaign of 1777, she was restrained, by the positive injunctions of her husband, from offering herself to share of the fatigue and hazard expected before Ticonderoga. The day after the conquest of that place, he was badly wounded, and she crossed the Lake Champlain to join him.

3. As soon as he recovered, Lady Harriet proceeded to follow his fortunes thro' the campaign, and at Fort Edward or the next camp, obtained a two-wheel tumbril, which had been constructed by the artificers of the artillery, something similar to the carraige used for the mail upon the great roads in England.

4. Major Ackland commanded the British grenadiers, who were attached to general Fraser's body of the army, and consequently were always the most advanced post. Their situations were often so alert, that no person slept out of his clothes.

5. In one of these situations, a tent in which the Major and his lady were asleep, suddenly took fire. An orderly sergeant of the grenadiers, with great hazard of suffocation, dragged out the first person he caught hold of. It proved to be the Major.

more deplorable situation. The balls flew incessantly from either side, many struck the tree, whilst some passed through the sleeves and skirts of his coat. In this state of jeopardy, unable to move his body, to stir his limbs, or even to incline his head, ne remained more than an hour, So equally balanced and so obstinate was the fight!

11. At one moment, while the battle swerved in favor of the enemy, a young savage chose an odd way of discovering his humor. He found Putnam bound. He might have despatched him at a blow. But he loved better to excite the terrors of the prisoner, by hurling a tomahawk at his head-or rather it should seem his object was to see how near he could throw it without touching him-the weapon struck in the tree a number of times at a hair's bredth distance from the mark.

12. When the Indian had finished his amusement, a French bas-officer (a much more inveterate savage by nature, though descended from so humane and polished a nation) perceiving Putnam, came up to him, and levelling a fuzee within a foot of his breast, attempted to discharge it; it missed fire-ineffectually did the intended victim solicit the treatment due to his situation, by repeating that he was a prisoner of war.

13. The degenerate Frenchman did not understand the language of honor or of nature; deaf to their voice and dead to sensibility, he violently and repeatedly pushed the muzzle of his gun against Putnam's ribs, and finally gave him a cruel blow on the jaw with the but of his piece.→ After this dastardly deed he left him.

14. At length the active intrepidity of D'Ell and Harman, seconded by the persevering valor of their followers, prevailed. They drove from the field the enemy, who left about ninety dead behind them. As they were retiring, Putnam was untied by the Indian who had made him prisoner, and whom he afterwards called master.

15. Having been conducted for some distance from the place of action, he was stripped of his coat, vest, stockings and shoes; loaded with as many of the packs of the wounded as could be piled upon him; strongly pinioned, and his wrists tied as closely together as they could be pulled with a cord.

16. After he had marched through no pleasant paths, in this painful manner, for many a tedious mile, the par

ty who were excessively fatigued, halted to breathe. His hands were now immoderately swelled from the tightness of the ligature; and the pain had become intolerable. His feet were so much scratched that the blood dropped fast from them.

17. Exhausted with bearing a burden above his strength, and frantic with torments exquisite beyond endurance, he entreated the Irish Interpreter to implore, as the last and only grace he desired of the savages, that they would knook him on the head and take his scalp at once, or loose his hands.

18. A French officer, instantly interposing, ordered his hands to be unbound, and some of the packs to be taken off. By this time the Indian who captured him, and had been absent with the wounded, coming up, gave him a pair of moccasons, and expressed great indignation at the unworthy treatment his prisoner had suffered.

19. That savage chief again returned to the care of the wounded, and the Indians, about two hundred in number, went before the rest of the party to the place were the whole were, that night, to encamp. They took with them Major Putnam, on whom (besides iunumerable other outrages) they had the barbarity to inflict a deep wound with a tomahawk in his left cheek.

20. His sufferings were in this place to be consummated. A scene of horror, infinitely greater than had ever met his eyes before, was now preparing. It was determined to roast him alive. For this purpose they led him into a dark forest, stripped him naked, bound him to a tree, and piled dry brush with other fuel, at a small distance, in a circle round him.

21. They accompanied their labors, as if for his funeral dirge, with screams and sounds inimitable but by savage voices. They then set the piles on fire. A sudden shower damped the rising flame. Still they strove to kindle it, until at last the blaze ran fiercely round the circle. Major Putnam soon began to feel the scorching heat. His hands were so tied that he could move his body. He often shifted sides as the fire approached.

22. This sight, at the very idea of which all but savages must shudder, afforded the highest diversion to his inhuman tormentors, who demonstrated the delirium of their oy by correspondent yells, dances and gesticulations.

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He saw clearly that his final hour was inevitably come. summoned all his resolution and composed his mind, as far as the circumstances could admit, to bid an eternal farewell to all he held most dear.

23. To quit the world would scarcely have cost a single pang, but for the idea of home, but for the remembrance of domestic endearments, of the affectionate partner of his soul, and their beloved offspring. His thought was ultimately fixed on a happier state of existence, beyond the tortures he was beginning to endure.

24. The bitterness of death, even of that death which is accompanied with the keenest agonies, was, in a manner, past-nature, with a feeble struggle, was quitting its last hold on sublunary things-when a French officer rushed trough the croud, opened a way by scattering the burning brands, and unbound the victim. It was Molang himselfto whom a savage, unwilling to see another human sacrifice immolated, had run and communicated the tidings.

25. That commandant spurned and severely reprimanded the barbarians, whose nocturnal powwas he suddenly ended. Putnam did not want for feeling or gratitude. The French commander fearing to trust him alone with them, remained until he could deliver him in safety into the hands of his master.

26. The savage approached his prisoner kindly, and seemed to treat him with particular affection. He offered him some hard biscuit, but finding that he could not chew them, on account of the blow he had received from the Frenchman, this more human savage soaked some of the buiscuit in water and made him suck the pulp-like part.

27. Determined, however, not to lose his captive, (the refreshment being finished) he took the moccasions from his feet and tied them to one of his wrists; then directing him to he down on his back on the bare ground, he stretched one arm to its fuil length, and bound it fast to a young tree; the other arm was extended and bound in the same manner-his legs were stretched apart and fastened to two 5plings.

28. Then a number of tall but slender poles were cut down; which, with some long bushes, were laid across his body from head to foot on each side lay as many Indians as could conveniently find lodging, in order to prevent the passibility of his escape. In this disagreeable and painful posture he remained until morning.

29. During the night, the longest and most dreary conceivable, our hero used to relate that he felt a ray of cheerfulness come casually across his mind, and could not even refrain from smiling when he reflected on this ludicrous group for a painter, of which he himself was the principal figure.

30. The next day he was allowed his blanket and moccasons and permitted to march without carrying any packs or receiving any insult. To allay his extreme hunger, a little bear's meat was given him, which he sucked through his teeth. At night the party rrived at Ticonderoga, and the prisoner was placed under the care of a French guard.

31. The savages who had been prevented from glutting their diabolical thirst for blood, took every opportunity of manifesting their malevolence for the disappointment, by horrid grimaces and angry gestures; but they were suffered no more to offer him violence or personal indignity.

32. After having been examined by the Marquis de Montcalm, Major Putnam was conducted to Montreal by a French officer, who treated him with the greatest indulgence and humanity.

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THE FAITHFUL AMERICAN DOG.

N officer in the late American army, on his station at the westard, went out in the morning with his dog and gun, in quest of game. Venturing too far from the garrison, he was fired upon by an Indian who was lurking in the bushes, and instantly fell to the ground.

2. The Indian running to him, struck him on the head with his tomahawk, in order to despatch him; but the button of his hat fortunately warding off the edge, he was only stunned by the blow. With savage brutality he applied the scalping knife, and hastened away with this trophy of his horrid cruelty, leaving the officer for dead, and none to relieve and console hin but his faithful dog.

3. The afflicted creature gave every expression of his attachment, fidelity and affection. He licked the wounds with inexpressibie tenderness, and mourned the fate of his beloved master. Having performed every office which sympathy dictated or sagacity could invent, without being able to remove his master from the fatal spot, or procure from him any signs of life, or his wonted expressions of afetion to him, he ran off in quest of help.