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NARRATIVE OF AN 



CHAP, liage, which frequently prevents them from behig difco 



vered by the natives and negroes, who devour their flefii 

 with avidity. 



Now came down from Patamaca, on the 28th, Lieute- 

 nant Stromer<, the commander of the Cerberus, in a burn- 

 ing fever, and fcorched by the fun in an open canoe, 

 drinking cold water from the river as his only relief. In 

 this fituation, a Jew foldier, of the Society poft La Ro- 

 chelle, accompanied him, with the account that the rebels 

 had a6tually pafled the creek two days before, one 

 mile above the Iq/i eftate, as had been firft reported, viz. 

 marching from eaft to weft. — He at the fame time deli- 

 vered to me a negro woman, with a fucking infant, who 

 had formerly been Jftolen by the rebels, and had now 

 found means to make her efcape. From below I received 

 alfo the news, that Major Medlar had fent to town from 

 the Jew Savannah two dried hands of the enemy, killed 

 by the rangers ; that an ofRcer with ten men and fome 

 provifions were landed at Devil's Harwar, there to be 

 under my command; and that one of my marines at 

 that place was dead. The fame difpatches brought an 

 order for me to look out for a dry fpot, and, if poflible, 

 to build a temporary ftorehoufe. 



I immediately detached my lieutenant, Mr. Hamer, 

 to take the command of the Cerberus, and having 

 weighed anchor, rowed down till I arrived before the 

 Cafepory Creek, where v/e palTed fach a night as no 

 pen can defcribe : — The lick groaned, the Jew pray- 

 ed aloud, the foldiers fwore, the negroes intreated. 



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