4. mean time, beating, kicking, and wounding me with their tomahawks and clubs. At last, one of the warriors asked me if I was sleepy. I answered, "Yes." The head warrior then chose out three men to take care of me. I was taken to a block-house: my arms were tied, until the cord was hid in the flesh, in two places, viz. round the wrist, and above the elbows. A rope was fastened about my neck, and tied to a beam of the house, but permitting me to lie down on a board. The three warriors were constamly harassing and troubling me, saying, "How will you like to eat fire to-morrow? You will kill no more Indians now." I was in expectation of their going to sleep, when, at length, an hour before day-break, two laid down; the third smoked a pipe, talked to me, and asked me the same painful questions. About half an hour after he also laid down, and I heard him begin to snore. Instantly I went to work; and (as my arms were perfectly dead with the cord) I laid myself down upon my right arm, which was behind my back; and keeping it fast with my fingers, which had still some life and strength; I slipped the cord from my left arm, over my elbow and my wrist. One of the warriors now got up and stirred the fire: I was apprehensive that I should be examined, and thought it was over with me; but my hopes revived when now he laid down again. I then attempted to unloose the rope about my neck, and tried to gnaw it, but in vain; as it was as thick as my thumb, and as hard as iron, being made of a buffalo hide : I wrought with it a long time, gave it up, and could see no relief. At this time I saw day-break, and heard the cock crow: I made a secoud attempt, almost without hope, pulling the rope by putting my fingers between my neck and it, and to my great surprise, it came easily untied; it was a noose with two or three knots tied over it. I stept over the warriors as they lay; and, having got out of the house, looked back to see if there was any disturbance; I then ran through the town into a corn field. In my way, I saw a squaw, with four or five children, lying asleep under a tree: going a different way into the field, I untied my arm, which was greatly swelled, and turned black. Having observed a number of horses in the glade as I ran through it I went back to catch and on my way found a piece of an old rug, or quilt, hanging on a fence, which I took with me. Having caught the horse, the rope with which I had been tied serving for a halter, I rode off. The horse was strong and swift: and the woods being open, and the country level, about ten o'clock that day I crossed the Sciota river, at a place, by computation, fifty full miles from the town. I had rode about twenty miles on this side 222 Sciota by three o'clock in the afternoon, when the horse began to fail, and could no longer go on a trot. I instantly left him, and on foot ran about wenty miles farther that day, making in In the evethe whole, the distance of near one hundred miles. ning I heard hallooing behind me, and for this reason, did not halt till about ten o'clock at night, when I sat down, was extremely sick, and vomited: but when the moon rose, which might have been about two hours after, I went on, and travelled un il day. During the night I had a path; but in the morning I judged it prudent to forsake the path, and take a ridge, for the distance of fifteen miles, in a line at right angles to my course: putting back as I went along, with a stick, the weeds which I I lay, the had bended. lest I should be tracked by the enemy. next night on the waters of the Muskingum. The nettles had been troublesome to me after my crossing the Sciota, having nothing to defend myself, but the piece of a rug which I had found, and which, while I rode, I used under me by way of a saddle. The briars and thorns were now painful too, and prevented me from travelling in the night, until the moon appeared in the mean time, I was hindered from sleeping, by the musketoes; for even in the day I was under the necessity of travelling with a handful of bushes to brush thein from my body. The second night I reached Cushakim. Next day came to Newcomer's Town, where I got about seven raspberries, which were the first thing I ate from the morning in which the Indians had taken me to burn, until this time, which was now about three o'clock the fourth day. I felt hungry very little, but was extremely weak: I swum Muskingum river at the Old Comer's Town, the river being about two hundred yards wide. Having reached the bank, I sat down, looked back; and thought I had a start of the Indians should any pursue. That evening I travelled about five miles; next day came to Stillwater, a small river, in a branch of which I got two small cray fish to eat.Next night I lay within five miles of Wheeling but had not slept a wink during the whole time, it being rendered impossible by the musketoes, which it was my constant employment to brush away. Next day I came to Wheeling, and saw a man on the island in the Ohio, opposite to that post, and calling to him, and asking for particular persons who had been on the expedition, and teiling him I was Slover, at length, with great difficulty, he was persuaded to come over, and bring me across in his canoe. : AN AWFUL FULFILMENT OF AN AWFUL PRO PHECY In the year 1788, M. Cazotte, a French gentleman, being in company with some of the nobility of France, made the following remarks by way of Prophecy. It was anticipated by that deluded part of the people, viz. the adherents of Voltaire's licentious doctrines, that when they should prevail over the heavenly and chaste doctrines of the gospel, they should be a happy people. [Related by De la Harpe.] [Meth. Mag. Eng.] "Ir appears to me as if it were but yesterday: and it was, nevertheless, in the beginning of the year 1788; we were at the table of a brother Academician, who was of the highest rank and a man of talents. The company was numerous and of all kinds; courtiers, advocates, literary men, academicians, &c. We had been, as usual, luxuriously entertained and at the desert, the wines of Malvoisie and the Cape, added to the natural gaiety of good company that kind of social freedom which sometimes stretches beyond the rigid decorum of it. In short, we were in a state to allow of any thing that would produce mirth. Chamfort had been reading some of his impious and libertine tales, and the fine ladies had heard them, without once making use of their fans. A deluge of pleasantries on religion then succeeded; one gave a quotation from the Pucelle d'Orleans; another recollected and applauded the philosophical distich of Diderot, Et des Boyaux du dernier Pretre, And of the last Priest's entrails form the string A third rises, and with a bumper in his hand, "Yes, gentlemen," (he exclaims) "I am as sure that there is no God, as I am certain that Homer is a fool." The conversation afterwards took a more serious turn, and the most ardent admiration was expressed of the revolution which Vol aire had produced; and they all agreed that it formed the brightest ray of his glory. "He has given the ton to his age, and has contrived to be read in the chamber, as well as in the drawing room. One of the company mentioned, and almost burst with laughter at the cir יי. cumstance, that his hair-dresser had said, while he was powdering him, "Look you, sir, though I am nothing but a poor journeyman barber, I have no more religion than another. man." It was concluded that the revolution would soon be consummated and that it was absolutely necessary for superstition and fanaticism to give place to philosophy. The proba bility of this epoch was then calculated, and which of the company present would live to see the reign of Reason. The elder part of them lamented that they could not flatter themselves with the hope of enjoying such a pleasure: while the younger part rejoiced in the expectation that they should witness it. The Academy was felicitated for having prepared the grand work, and being at the same time, the strong hold, the centre and the moving principle of Freedom of Thought. "There was only one of the guests who had not shared in the delights of this conversation; he had even ventured, in a quiet way, to start a few pleasantries on our noble enthusiasm. It was Cazotte, an amiable man, of an original turn of mind, but unfortunately infatuated with the reveries of the Illuminati. He renewed the conversation in a very serious tone, and in the following manner : "Gentlemen," said he, " be satisfied, you will all see this grand and sublime revolution. You know that I am something of a Prophet, and I repeat that you will all see it." He was answered by the common expression, "It is not necessary to be a great conjurer to fortel that.". “Agreed; but, perhaps, it may be necessary to be something more, respecting what I am now going to tell you. Have you any idea of what will result from this revolution? What will happen to yourselves, to every one now present; what will be the immediate progress of it, with its certain effects and consequences?" "Oh," said Condorcet, with his silly and saturnine laugh,, "let us know all about it; a philosopher can have no objection to meet a prophet."-" You M. Condorcet, will expire on the pavement of a dungeon; you will die of the poison which you will have taken to escape from the hands of the executioner: of poison, which the happy state of that period will render it absolutely necessary that you should carry about you." At first there appeared a considerable degree of astonishment; but it was soon recollected that Cazotte was in the habit of dreaming while he was awake, and the laugh was as loud as ever. M. Cazotte, the tale which you have just told is not so pleasant as your Diable amoreux. But what devil has put this dungeon, this poison, and these hangmen in your head? What can these things have in common with philosophy and the Reign of Reason?" "That is precisely what I am telling you. It will be in the name of philosophy, of humanity, and of liberty; it will be under the reign of Reason, that what I have foretold will happen to you. It will then, indeed, be the reign of Reason: for she will have temples erected to her honour. Nay, throughout France, there will be no other places of public worship than the temples of reason." "In faith," said Chamfort, with one of his sarcastic smiles, "You will not be an officiating priest in any of these temples." "I hope not, but you, M. Chamfort, you will be well worthy of that distinction for you will cut yourself across the veins with twentytwo strokes of a razor, and will, nevertheless, survive the attempt for some months."-They all looked at him and continued to laugh." You, M. Vicq d'Azyr, you will not open your veins yourself, but you will order them to be opened six times in one day, during a paroxysm of the gout, in order that you may not fail in your purpose, and you will die during the night. As for you, M. de Nicoli, you will die on the scaffold; and so M. Bailly, will you; and so will you M. Malesherbes." "Oh heavens," said Roucher, "it appears that his vengeance is levelled solely against the Academy: he has just made a most horrible execution of the whole of it; now tell me my fate, in the name of mercy !"-"You will die also upon the scaffold." "Oh," it was universally exclaimed, "he has. sworn to exterminate us all." "No, it is not I who have sworn it." "Are we then to be subjugated by Turks and Tartars ?” "By no means; I have already told you, that you will then be governed by Reason and Philosophy alone. Those who will treat you as I have described, will all of them be philosophers; will be continually uttering the same phrases that you have been repeating for the last hour, will deliver all your maxims, and will quote, as you have done, Diderot and Pucelle."Oh," it was whispered, "the man is out of his senses;" for during the whole of the conversation, his countenance never underwent the least change. "Oh no," said another, "you must perceive he is laughing at us; for he always blends the marvellous with his pleasantries." "Yes," answered Chamfort, "the marvellous, with him, is never enlivened with gaiety. He always looks as if he were going to be hanged. But when will all this happen?" Six years will not have passed away, before all which I have told you shall be accomplished." "Here, indeed, is plenty of miracles," (it was myself, says M. de la Harpe, who now spoke,)" and you set me down for nothing." "You will yourself be a miracle as extraordinary as any which I have told. You will then be a christian." Loud exclamations immediately followed. "Ah,” replied Chamfort, "all my fears are removed; for if we are not doom |