WHAR ha' you been aw this Time, Tom?

Whar I have been! Whar you should ha' been too, Andrew, fechting the Lord's Battles, and killing the Indians at Lancaster and Cannestogoe.

How mony did you kill at Cannesto­goe.

Ane and Twunty.

Hoot Man, there were but twunty awthegether, and fourteen of them were in the Goal.

I tell you, we shot six and a wee ane, that was in the Squaw's Belly; we sculped three; we tomhawked three; we roasted three and a wee ane; and three and a wee ane we gave to the Hogs; and is not that ane and twunty you Fool.

How mony did you kill in the Gaol!

We kilt them aw, men women and weans.

Did you count them?

No faith! I staid in the Street, for Fear of them De'ils, the Highlandmen.

Were not you frechtened to facht so mony Indians?

Indeed were we: But we did no' let them fecht Us. We kilt them at the Mannor just as they getting out of their Beds in the Morning: And the Gued Folks of Lancaster had taken away aw the Guns, Tomhawks, and long Knives, from them, that were in the Goal.

How mony were you?

Not quiet fifteen hundred: But if any Body had mislested us, we would ha' been joined by five Thousand, that would ha' [Page 5]foucht the Quackers, as well as the Hea­thens.

But did you think it recht, Tom, to kill the Women and the Weans?

Some of us did not, as soon as auld Saunders Kent that (you know he has been an Elder this thirty Year) when he gaid about Duty, the Night before, he sung the 137 Psalm, where it says, ‘happy surely shall he be, they tender little ones, who shall lay hold upon, and them shall dash against the Stones.’ And he read the 15. Chapter of 1 Samuel.

So you did all this in the Name of the Lord.

Aye, to be sure. We were aw Pres­byterians. But that wild Chiel, Charly Breulluchan shot an Indian's Doug, while auld Saunder's was saying Grace till half a Pint of Whusky. I doubt he has the Pope, or the Heegh-Kirk in his Guts.

I am afraid all this is wrong. I am a Presbyterian, you know, as well as yourself. But I would fain hope that I am a Christian also. Jesus Christ is the Prince of Peace, and has taught us the Doctrine of forgiving even our Enemies, as we expect that our heaven­ly Father will forgive us. I am afraid that you have done amiss. Many Things were permitted to the Jews because of the Hard­ness of their Hearts, which the Light of the Gospel has discovered to be wrong. But even the Jews paid the greatest Regard to their Treaties. And these Indians by Treaties have been acknowledged to be our Friends.

The Gibeonites were spared on Account of the publick Faith plighted to them, tho obtained by Fraud and Falshood. And tho Schechem had committed a Crime for which he ought to have suffered Death: Yet after Peace was made, we find the good old Patriarch Jacob, on his Death-Bed, bit­terly cursing his Sons, for breaking the Peace. Instruments of Cruelty are in your Habitations. O my Soul come not thou into your Secrets, unto your Assembly, mine [Page 7]Honour, be not thou united: For in your Anger you have slain Man, and in yourself will you houghed Cattle. Cursed be your Anger, for it was fierce; and your Wrath for it was cruel. I pray that you may not be dispersed or scattered in the true Israel of GOD.