of John Cockburn, 129 

 the Caftle of St. John, there to remain du- 

 ring Life. Two of thefe very Fellows came 

 in one of our Canoes, when we crolfed the 

 great Gulf of Fotifectt, being, at that Time, 

 loaded w : th Irons. Thefe Men were laid 

 for the prefent, among it other Criminals, in 

 the next Room to us ; and one Night, when 

 we were all afleep, they called out, as if in 

 great Surprize, to an old Indian who lay in 

 the Room with us, who was an Officer of 

 lome Authority, as well in the Town as in 

 this Prifon. He ftarting fuddenly out of his 

 Sleep, at the Noife, catched up a Light, and 

 ran to fee what was the Matter. When he 

 had unlocked the outward Door, fuppofing 

 the inward one to be faft, as he had found that, 

 the Villains rufhed upon him, and, in a vio- 

 lent Manner, laid him on with Staves, till 

 he fell down for dead. We awaking with 

 the Hurliburly, and fuppofing it to be 

 among the Prifoners, for that we miffed the 

 old Man, got up between fleeping and 

 waking, and ran to inquire into the Caufe 

 of the Difturbance. By the Time we had 

 got to the Place, where we thought we had 

 heard the Noife, it ceafed, and we found all in 

 Darknefs. At laft, we chanced to ftumble 



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