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��THE GRANITE MONTHLY.
��Saturday evening Capt. Ashfield arrived in a sloop from Africa, and we are told that its late master, Capt. Hope, while two leagues from coast, had his brains knocked by the slaves who watched their opportunity to rush on deck. The second mate, Charles Duncan, was also wounded in several places. With difficulty the negroes were shut in their places and secured, but the ringleader of the slaves jumped overboard and was drowned.
The coolness with which negro traffic was discussed and countenanc- ed in those days, convinces us that in this regard not only the soul of John Brown, but the world, has been march- ing on to better things.
CAMP OF LAKE GEORGE, SEPT. 20, I 756.
"Yesterday one of our Scouts, con- sisting of 48 men, commanded by Capt. Hodges, were ambushed and fired upon by a larger Party of Indians. Only five of our party are yet returned alive. In the Evening one of the Boats returned, and brought the Bodies of the Captain and 9 others that were found dead on the place of action, scalped and mangled in a very cruel inhuman manner, and 3 of their heads cut off."
In the news from Boston it is stated that a "long confused and uncertain Account of the taking of Oswego Fort,
��signed by one John' Gael,1had been received, but as the Garrison were all made prisoners, it naively concludes by the remark that as every one who had Friends or Relations among them now knows their Fate, think it needless to insert their names here."
Clearly the editor considered that "Fondness for News" was in danger of being carried to an extreme, and so he leit to letters these matters which in our day would have been carried to a million homes in a twinkling. -• f.8
In the Portsmouth news of Sept. 7, we are informed that the French were making some advances toward our camp at Lake George, and that Gen. Winslow was apprehensive they had some thoughts of making him a visit, and that his Lordship, the Earl of Loudon, had demanded of the several Govern- ors of New England a reinforcement.
Marine reports of the port of Pis- cataway, and an advertisement of sundry books to be had of the printer, concludes this first issue of the New Hampshire Gazette, and leaves us stranded on the idea that news was indeed news in those days, well attended and important, and that Daniel Fowle, to use one of the technicalities of the average schoolboy, was no chicken when he instituted the first newspaper on American soil.
��FOR WHAT?
��FROM THE GERMAN.
��For gold? Gold is but glitter.
Turning to dust ; Eating the soul out
With cankering rust.
For fame?
Fame is a bubble
Of the foam born ; Flashing in sunshine
A moment, then gone.
For pleasure? Pleasure 's a nig'ht moth. Around the flames flying,
��Winning its purpose Only by dying.
For happiness?
Happiness springs not
Where mortals have birth;
- V is Heaven's own blessing
Shed on the earth.
Not for self, soul !
Look farther than time,
Aim upward, press on ! Hope, labor, love, pray! Thus heaven is won.
Alma J. Herbert.
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