54 THE WAR ON THE BORDERS. [1763, July. 



and Acquaintances, pouring out Sorrow for murdered Neighbours and 

 Friends, present a varied Scene of mingled Distress. 



"To-day a British Vengeance begins to rise m the Breasts of our 

 Men - One of them that fell from among the 12, as he was just expiring, 

 said 'to one of his Fellows, Here, take my Gun, and kill the first Indian 

 you see, and all shall be well." 



