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BY SEBA SMITH.
shire, under the command of Captain John Lovewell, in LOVE WELL'S FIGHT.
the spring of 1725. In their first excursion they found a wigwam containing one Indian and a boy. They killed and scalped the Indian and carried the boy captive to Boston, where they received not only the reward
offered by law, but a handsome present besides. On "Old men shall shake their heads and say, Sad was the hour and terribie,
their second excursion they discovered a party of ten When Lovewell brave 'gainst Paugus went With fifty men from Dunstable."
Indians asleep around a fire in the night. They killed
Old New England Ballad. every one, and with the ten scalps stretched on hoops Let us turn for a moment from the airy creations of and elevated on poles they entered Dover, N. H. in fancy and imagination, which grace so large a portion of triumph on the twenty-fourth of February. They then these pages, to the contemplation of a sober historical proceeded to Boston and received a thousand pounds incident. I do not believe, Mr. Editor, that your twenty
out of the public treasury.
Stimulated by success, thousand fair readers, will grudgingly descend from the Lovewell now conceived the bold design of marching a
hundred miles in the wilderness and attacking the regions of romance and poetry to review with me a stern passage in real life. The earlier history of our Piquawket tribe at their principal village on the Saco, country abounds in incidents of romantic and thrilling His company seconded him with zeal, and all things
where now stands the pleasant village of Fryeburg. interest, which are scarcely surpassed in the brilliant regions of fiction, and which, though Roating in loose
were soon in readiness for the important and daring and ill-digested masses in pamphlets, public addresses,
campaign. In this enterprise of so much hazard and and old records, will one day become embodied in a his- solemnity, they were accompanied both by a surgeon tory of uncommon value and unrivalled interest. The and chaplain. The chaplain's name was Jonathan Frye, long and bloody catalogue of Indian hostilities which
a young gentleman of liberal education, who had been have marked every section of our territory, from the graduated at Harvard College two years before, and time the English settlements were commenced at James
was much beloved for his amiable qualities, and for his town and Plymouth down to the present day, presents pious devotions for the company during the battle, and scenes of heroic daring, toilsome endurance, poignant der Captain Lovewell were Lieutenant Farwell, Lieu
while dying of his own wounds. The other officers unsuffering, and sanguinary conflict, which may challenge the world for parallels.
tenant Wyman, and Ensign Robbins. But few of the Lovewell's Fight, of which we propose to give a brief names in this brave band have been preserved to us. account at this time, occurred one hundred and fifteen The primitive muse however, from which we have alyears ago; May 8, old style, 1725. The scene of the ready quoted at the head of this article, has handed action was in the present town of Fryeburg, in the State down one other name to us in a marked and particular of Maine, about fifty miles inland from Portland, and manner, mainly, it would seem, on account of his domesthirty or forty from the White Mountains of New tic relations. The strain is as follows: Hampshire. That part of the country at that time was
u With Lovewell brave John Harwood came; one deep and wide wilderness. There were a few scat
From wife and babes 'twas hard to part;
Young Harwood took her by the hand, tered settlements along the coast of Maine, south of the
And bound the weeper to his heart. Kennebec; but at the time of Lovewell's fight, it is said
"Repress that tear, my Mary, dear, there was no white inhabitant residing within fifty miles
Said Harwood to his loving wife;
It tries me hard to leave thee here of his battle ground. For many years the white inhabitants had suffered exceedingly from the incursions of the
“When gone, my Mary, think of me, savages. The Penobscots, the Norridgewocks, the An
And pray to God that I may be, droscoggins, and the Pequawkets had committed the
Such as one ought that lives for thee
And come at last in victory, most cruel and bloody excesses year after year upon the defenceless inhabitants of Maine and the frontier settle
“Thus lest young Harwood babe and wife, ments of New Hampshire. Incited by the French set It grieved those lovers much to part,
So fond and fair, so kind and true. tlers in Canada as well as their own warlike and bloodthirsty natures, they had broken up settlement after The whole company numbered forty-six, including settlement, murdering most of the inhabitants and carry- surgeon and chaplain, and all things being in readiness, ing off the rest into tedious and almost hopeless captivity. they marched from Dunstable on the 16th of April into These outrages roused the government of Massachusetts, the deep wilderness. After they had made some prowho at this time held jurisdiction over the territory both gress in their march, two of the company became lame of New Hampshire and Maine, to more vigorous mea- and returned ; and when they had reached within about sures for the protection of the inhabitants. Men and twenty-five or thirty miles of Pequawket, another fell money were liberally furnished for this purpose, and to sick and was unable to proceed. Here they stopped give a stronger stimulous to the exertion of the volunteer and went to work and built a small
fort, both companies, a hundred pounds sterling was offered for for the accommodation of their sick companion, whom every Indian scalp that should be brought in. A volun- | they must now leave behind, and for a place of retreat, teer company of brave, daring and determined spirits, of which they might avail themselves should circumwas organized in the town of Dunstable, New Hamp-listances require it. Here they deposited a good portion
And seek in distant woods the strife.
With accents mild she bade adicu;
For the last time he cheered bis men.
of their provisions, and in a most noble, heroic and be
"Anon there eighty Indians rose,
Who hid themselves in ambush dread; nevolent spirit they left their surgeon to accompany the Their knives they shook, their guns they aimed sick man, although going right into battle themselves.
The famous Paugus at their head. They also left eight of their soldiers for a guard. Thus “Good heavens! they dance the Powow dance ; reduced to thirty-four in number, this forlorn hope again
What horrid yells the forest fill!
The grim bear crouches in his den, set forward in search of their ferocious and blood-thirsty
The eagle seeks the distant hill. foe. When they approached near the Saco river they
A severe and hot battle now commenced. This was came to a pond, and encamped for the night. Early about ten o'clock in the morning. A well-directed fire next morning, which was the eighth of May, (or nine
was opened on both sides with great spirit and deadly teenth, N. S.) and the day which was to decide the fate efiect. Captain Lovewell and eight of his men soon of their daring enterprise, while they were at their fell dead on the battle-field, and Lieutenant Farwell morning devotions, they heard the report of a gun, and and two others were wounded. on looking round beheld an Indian about a mile distant
“ Joho Lovewell, captain of the band, on a point of land running into the pond. Suspecting
His sword he waved, that glittered bright, that they had been discovered, and that the Indian had
And led them onward to the fight. been placed there to decoy them, they concluded the hour of conflict was at hand, and prepared for action.
“ Fight on, fight on, brave Lovewell said,
Fight on while heaven shall give yon breath; They divested themselves of their packs, which they An Indian ball then pierced him through, piled together and left without a guard, and supposing a
And Lovewell closed his eyes in death. body of the enemy to be in the woods between them The Indians also suffered severely from the galling and the point of land where the straggling Indian stood, fire of Lovewell's gallant band, and many of them fell they marched forward with loaded muskets towards the to rise no more. But being much superior in numbers point. Their conjecture, however, was erroneous, and they now endeavored to surround the remnant that was the means of leading them into a position of ex- remained of their foe, which the little band perceiving treme peril attended with the most severe and melan- they retreated to a more favorable position by the side choly consequences. While on their march through the of the pond. Here they had the pond on their rear, on woods they encountered a single Indian, who proved to their right was a deep brook, on their left a rocky point, be the same one they had seen on the point. Some of while their front was partly covered by a deep bog and the party fired upon him without effect. The Indian partly exposed to the approach of the enemy. Here returned their fire, and wounded Captain Lovewell and the forlorn hope took their ground and renewed the one of his men with small shot, his charge having been battle. The enemy pressed hotly upon them and galled prepared for shooting ducks on the pond. A second fire them in front and flank, and had the Indians understood brought the Indian lifeless to the ground. History and well how to use the advantages they possessed, not one song both agree in giving the honor of this first victory white man would have escaped to tell the melancholy to Lieutenant Wyman. Our ancient and unknown bard' story of their misfortunes. Captain Lovewell being gives the record thus :
dead and Lieutenant Farwell wounded, the command “Seth Wyman, who in Woburn lived,
devolved on Lieutenant Wyman, under whose direction (A marksman he, of courage true,)
the retreat had been effected, and whose judicious manShot the first Indian, whom they saw, Sheer through his heart the bullet flew.
agement helped to keep his little band in resolute coun
tenance through the remainder of the day. The firing “The savage had been seeking game, Two guns and eke a knife he bore,
was kept up on both sides without much cessation 'uill And two black ducks were in his hand,
near night. The Indians several times invited them to He shriek'd, and fell to rise no more.
surrender, but they preferred death to captivity and Having taken the scalp of this Indian, and finding no resolved to fight to the last. One of Lovewell's men more of the enemy in that direction, they turned back to by the name of Chamberlain was personally acquainted the spot where they had left their packs. In the mean with Paugus and some of his tribe, having in times of time a party of Pequawket hunters and warriors, headed peace been with them on hunting excursions. Chamby their chief, Paugus, returning from a scouting tour berlain and Paugus hailed each other several times down the Saco, had fallen upon the trail of Lovewell's during the battle and threatened each other with death. march, which they followed 'till they came to the packs. At last Chamberlain, who carried a long heavy fowling These they counted, and inferring from the number that piece, was as good as his word and brought Paugus to the force of the enemy was much inferior to their own, the ground. Our favorite bard has not forgotten to they placed themselves in ambush and waited to attack record this passage of the action. them on their return. When Lovewell's party came up « 'Twas Paugus led the Pequa't tribe ; to the spot where they had left their packs they found
As runs the fox, would Paugus run;
As howls the wild wolf would he how), they had been removed. In the moment of consterna
A large bear-skin had Paugus on. tion, when they were casting round to see if they had " But Chamberlain of Dunstable,
One whom a savage ne'er shall slay, missed the spot, or if their packs were any where in
Met Paugus by the water side, sight, the savages rose and rushed towards them, rend
And shot him dead upon that day. ing the air with their shrill and horrid war-whoop. The fate of the young and accomplished chaplain Again the old ballad helps us on with our description. seems to have excited peculiar sympathy. He fought
THE HONEY-LOCUST AND THE MORNING-GLORY.
by the side of his companions with great determination | supposed that all was over, and fled to the fort with the and courage 'till about the middle of the afternoon, wher news that the company was cut down, and “he alone he received mortal wound that disabled him from bad escaped" bring the sad gs. Upon which the further action. Still he exerted himself to cheer and inmates of the fort speedily set out upon their homeward encourage the little band, and several times prayed 'march. The returning company found some provisions aloud with much fervor for their preservation and suc at the fort, which saved them from famine, and after
He had a tender conversation with Lieutenant thus being recruited they pursued their slow and painful Farwell: told him he was mortally wounded, and desired march in separate detachments according as they were him, should he escape, to convey bis dying blessing to able to move, and with the exception of some of the his parents and comfort them in their affliction. The wounded who died on the way, reached at last the closing scene of this interview is touchingly described in frontier settlements and their homes. the fine old ballad from which we have already so large
This bold and severe battle had such an effect upon ly drawn.
the Indian tribes, that they did not renew their hostili“ Lieutenant Farwell took his hand,
lies in that quarter for many years afterwards. The His arm around his neck he threw,
centennial return of this hard-fought day was celebraAnd said, brave Chaplain I could wish That heaven had made me die for you.
ted, May 19, 1825, on the battle ground, by the inhabi
tants of Fryeburg and the adjacent country, and an “ The Chaplain on kind Farwell's breast All languishing and bloody fell,
elegant address was delivered on the occasion by Charles Nor afterward said more, but this,
S. Davies, Esq. of Portland.
It is one of those events in the earlier history of our Harwood was not permitted to return to "wife and country fraught with too much interest to be forgotten. babes," whose sad and tender parting has already been The name of the lamented Frye lives in the name of the described.
town which white men have built up on the fair domain
of Paugus, and the unfortunate Lovewell has bequeathed " John Harwood died, all bathed in blood, When he had fought 'till set of day;
his cognomen to the little lake whose waters were stainAnd many more, we may not name,
ed with his blood. We take leave of the subject in the Fell in that bloody battle fray.
full belief that the prophetic language of our bard will By the skilful and unceasing firing of Lovewell's men, be true prophecy for many a century to come. the Indian forces were gradually thinned off during the
“With footsteps slow shall travellers go day; their war-cries became fainter and fainter, and just
Where Lovewell's Pond shines clear and bright, before night they yielded the field, carrying off their
And mark the place where those are laid,
Who fell in Lovewell's bloody fight." killed and wounded, and as evidence of their weakness and brokenness of spirit they left the dead bodies of Lovewell and his men unscalped. It was afterwards
Original. ascertained that forty-five of the Indians were killed THE HONEY-LOCUST AND THE MORNING-GLORY. during the engagement, and many more wounded. The little heroic band came off with victory at last; but what
BY RUFUS DAWES.
Like to each other in celestial meaning
As well as spiritual, thou Honey-Locust,
And thou frail MORNING-Glory dost declare The remnant of the company at the close of the day,
Perfection in the highest, in the lowest, collecting themselves together, found there were nine
Adoration. These by correspondence; only who had escaped unhurt. Eleven of the wounded And see how eloquently they discourse, were able to march, but the Chaplain, and Lieutenant
Acting by sacred influx! The convolvulus Farwell, Ensign Robbins and one other had not strength
Adores and thus unfolds its perfect beauty to leave the battle-ground. There was no alternative,
In the cool shade of morning, -seraph-like and painful as it was, these must be left to die alone in Shrinking before the effulgent gaze of day. the woods. They thought it probable the Indians The Honey-Locust folds its tender leaves would return again in force the next day, and Ensign In the cold wind, the opposite of love Robbins desired them to lay his gun by him charged, And droops beneath the scorching heat of June. that in case he should live 'till they returned he might It cannot brook the negligence of love be able to kill one more. After the rising of the moon
Nor its sneers. the little band, with the consent of their dying compan
“ But why," my friend demands, ions, left the battle field, and made the best of their way
“ Has the sweet Locust thorns ; its sister none ?" towards the fort where the surgeon and guard had been
This is the reason. The bright morning flower left, hoping to recruit and return with fresh hands to Is more interior in its correspondence ; look after the dead and dying. But when they reached
And though more delicate, it speaks of those the fort, to their great surprise they found it descrted. Sweet spirits who are freed at last from sin : It turned out that one of the company in the first onset
The other has the offensive thorn remaining, of the battle, seeing Lovewell and eight of the men fall, Showing the natural evil not extinct.
Kaskaskia," one of the oldest towns in Illinois, sixty. SKETCHES IN THE WEST.-No.III. tive miles from St. Louis. The original settlers were
French, and the society which is among the best in ibe BY THE AUTHOR OF “LAFITTE," " CAPTAIN KYD," ETC., ETC. west, is composed of many old French families. The
majority of the citizens are Roman Catholics. They This morning, when the passengers went upon the have there the oldest Church (Edifice) in the western guard to perform their customary ablutions in the tin. country. The town is pleasant and wears an old, quiet basins, they were agreeably surprised, after sailing for look. I am told it is a delightful summer residence. so many days between level banks covered with gloomy It is situated a mile back from the river on a plain with forests, to behold towering around them, lofty hills
a range of hills partially cultivated, beyond. There is wooded to their summits, and cliffs-not of earth, like
a road from the landing place to the town, that passes the Mississippi bluffs—but of solid rock, broken into a through a wood which nearly hides the village, from the thousand fantastic shapes and over-hanging the water in trenches on the river; nevertheless, I obtained glimpses innumerable romantic attitudes. We have been running of it through vistas in the forest as we passed. The all day through an interesting region. The river is sen- scenery around Kaskaskia is very beautiful. Between sibly decreased in width, and agreeably varied in its the mouth of the river and Kaskaskia are three or four features. The signs of population are more frequent- Embryo towns, but none of any great importance, exfarms are better cleared and cultivated, and hills divest- cept Chester, pleasantly situated on the side of a hill, ed of trees, are shining with fields, which cover their and a place of some business. These towns are merely sides, give un old air to the country. To-day I discov
marts for the produce of the surrounding farms, and ered the first natural lawn on the river banks since I their principal and, indeed, only trade, consists in freightleft Baton Rouge. The shores of the Mississippi be- ing flatboats and steamboats in the fall and winter with tween Natches and Cape Giradeau, even on the best thousands of bushels of grain. cultivated farms, patches of short grass, but all an The farms, back from the river, are very rich and unsightly ploughed surface, or else grey with decayed highly cultivated. The mere river traveller can form no vegetable matter. A plot of grass is a great relief to idea of the farming prosperity of Illinois, (for that is the river voyager's eye, and he hails it with delight. the side of the river best cultivated.) The lands on the The grass that we now see is not green, however, except river, are either abrupt hills, or low meadow land of in some sunny spot, beside a stream. All nature wears recent formation, and however such may add to the picthe livery of winter without his snows. A grey, sombre turesqueness or sublimity of the scenery, they can give coloring is spread over field and forest. How sudden is no correct idea of the agricultural wealth of the country. the change we have experienced! Eight days ago we As I am only a river traveller, it will not be expected of left the woods clothed in foliage, and here, not a leaf is me to describe Illinois ; there is enough around me, if visible; the ragged and melancholy trees, monuments properly managed, to supply my pen with inexhaustible of winter's long and severe reign, in this northern cli- material, without the necessity of making detours into mate. In one week we have changed the mild air, the interior of the State, which I may skirt in my steamvegetation and beauty of June, (to speak to a northen- | ing. er's ideas,) for the bleak winds, the inhospitable fields, St. Geneveive, an agreeable looking place, which we and deforinity of December. A more sudden change passed this evening, is one of the oldest towns in the could not be effected without a percepible effect upon West; Vincennes is only a little more ancient. St. the constitution. The increase of the cold, from day to Geneveive was originally three miles from the river; at day, was marked by additional garments and the other present it is on its banks. Within less than eighty years usual signs of change of latitude. The ladies who at the Mississippi, by washing away the shore for several first walked the guards without hats or shawls, began to miles on this side, has gradually approached the town. call first for one and then the other. The deck at length As the bank yielded on one side, land made on the became uncomfortable, and finally after passing New other, and now an extensive flat alluvion, broken into Madrid they descrted the guards altogether, and gath-islands, covered with cotton trees, stretches away on the ered around the fire, which was made in the ladies' cabin opposite shore. It is one of the laws of this river to the fourth day from New Orleans and in the gentlemen's make land opposite every bank which is washing away. the fifth. The gentlemen began to give note of a change So that the current, instead of being often several miles in the atmosphere, by substituting thick coats for boinba- wide, as one would imagine, by this constant approach zine, and woolen pantaloons for wbite drilling ones, of one shore as the other recedes, always preserves the which some of them had worn during the first four days. same uniform width. The rapidity with which land 'The card players sought to get their table within the makes in the Mississippi will be seen from the quick precincts of the stove. The passengers tell me they formation of a large island opposite St. Geneveive. have felt the change of climate very sensibly, and for Eight years ago, a boat was sunk in deep water, two myself I do not feel more annoyed at it than a Missis- hundred yards from the shore. The wreck became at sippian, at a cold, chilly day in the last of April, after once the nucleus of an island. The sand heaped around one of those balmy, and sunny days, which make his it, floating logs and trees were lodged against it, and in own clime above any other in the Mississippi valley.
two years an island of half buried drift-wood, with a We passed late this evening the landing place " of wide border or beach of sand, stood permanently above
the surface. The cotton tree shoots, to which such soil some operations in Nature, the angular projections of seems congenial sprung up the third year. Every suc- these cliffs are worn and rounded until they often resemceedin flood covered the island with an additional ble lofty circular towers constructed. by human skill. I stratum; and it is now a dense forest of cotton-wood have seen a succession of these towers, and once to-day trees, some of them twenty feet high. To an uninform we came upon a congregation of these circular bastioned observer, the isle has the appearance of being coeval like projections, at such a remarkable point of view, with the surrounding shores.
that, if I had been travelling in Germany, I should have Selma, a small “ landing place" on the river, is worthy set them down in my journal as a “grand, grey old casof notice as being the port of Potosi, fifteen miles back. le seen on the right bank of the river.” Some of them Herculaneum, five miles above it, was formerly the port, are so peculiarly regular in their forms, that it is difficult but the encroachment of the river caused Selma to be not to believe them the production of human labor. One substituted. There are two or three other places of of the most striking objects in the scenery is, perhaps, minor importance between Kaskaskia and St. Louis, " the Grand Tower," which we passed early this mornbut none that deserves a particular description. The ing. It is an isolated rock, a few yards from a cliff to scenery, as we approach St. Louis, from which we are which it was once attached, about seventy feet high and now fifty miles distant, becomes more romantic. The crested with trees. It is nearly circular, rounded by the character of the scenery for the last one hundred miles causes, (the current in former ages, no doubt,) which it is difficult to describe. It is unlike that upon the have given all the cliffs their peculiar shape. It is Ohio and Hudson, yet sharing the characteristic features accessible only on one side. A captain of a boat is of both. We are now passing a cliff one hundred and buried on its summit. A year or two ago, the crew of a fifty feet high, which in every thing but height resembles steamer, which lay in the ice here, drew a cannon to the palisadoes on the latter, and were I to give the wall the top on Christmas morning, and fired a round of thirof perpendicular cliffs, we have been sailing beneath for teen guns in honor of the day. The scenery around it the last hour, a name from a drawn resemblance, I is romantic, perhaps altogether the most striking below should term them the Palisadoes of the Mississippi. St. Louis. About noon to-day we found ourselves sailing amid an As we ascend the river, the banks are more thickly amphitheatre of hills, bounding the horizon on every peopled. Men from all nations are settlers here; and I side through a sort of circular valley, ten miles in width, have amused myself this afternoon by designating the through which the river flowed, and I was reminded by country of each settler by the style of his house. The the view around me of the Ohio in the vicinity of Madi- Dutchman will have his stoop, even in a log-house ; the sonville. The hills on the Mississippi are not so high Frenchman, his gallery; the Englishman, his portico; or grand as those on the Ohio, but they are much more the Spaniard, his flat roof; and the Yankee, his formal beautiful ; often appearing in the distance, on account front door, plain front, and symmetrical windows. of the thinness of the forest trees, with which they are crested, as if fringed. Nothing can be more picturesque than the long ranges of undulating hill-tops, with a
Original. regular row of trees fringing their outlines for miles.
'MID THE HILLS. The hills of the Ohio are rough, wild, and full of savage grandeur: those of the Upper Mississippi appear as if
BENEATH me are the rock-bound streams, nature had played the gardener on them, as she has
Around me are a hundred hills, done in the prairies. The hills, we have passed to-day,
Above, a flood of golden beams, are clothed with verdure and thinly scattered (like an
That all the earth with glory fills. English park) with trees. For leagues they stretch along now on one side, and now on the other side of the Birds on their light, unfettered wings, river; every hill whose base is washed by the river being Are thronging ev'ry bush and dell; most invariably opposed by an intervale, sometimes While each, a minstrel, happy, sings, extending four or five miles back before it terminates in
And all in blissful union dwell. the hills of the interior. The river, indeed, between
Eternal One, how great thy love ! Cape Giradeau and St. Louis, seems to flow through a
Thy power let all the earth proclaim ! valley about six miles in width, which valley is confined
Below, around,-in heav'n above, by the hills, I have mentioned, and which are the com Ten thousand transports speak thy name, mencement of the hilly country proper of Illinois and Missouri. In this valley nature has allowed the river to
Oh, here, 'mid nature's majesty, play, shaping its course at will, now washing the bases
Within this wild, primeval dome, of the hills on the left, leaving a level meadow to the
Where thought seems echoed back from Thee, right, five or six miles wide, to the opposite high lands,
Let breath and pulse Thy presence own. now making a broad sweep to the right, leaving the 'Mong rock and stream, from human strife, meadow on the left; thus showing the observer, hill Where untaught music deeply thrills ; and meadow alternately on both sides.
I'll muse of Thee, great King of Life, The hills sometimes approach the river in spears, ter And praise Thee, 'mid Thine ancient hills. minating in perpendicular precipices of lime-stone. By
J. H. I,
RODNEY L. ADAMS.