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facked the furrounding foreil, and deftroyed their fields. 

 In the creek Patamaca, alfo two rebel negroes, attempt- 

 ing to plunder Mr. Winey's plantation, were lliot by 

 his ilaves, who fent their right hands barbacued to Para- 

 maribo. 



Being ftill fo weak that I was unfit for any duty, even 

 at the Hope, I now farrendered the command of that 

 pofl to the next officer in rank: and expedtiiig that a 

 change of air would be beneficial to me, with the previ- 

 ous knov\^ledge of Colonel Fourgeoud, I went on a vifit 

 to a neighbouring eftate, called Egmond, where the 

 planter, Monfieur de Gachelieu, a French gentleman, had 

 given me a moil hearty invitation, v^^ith Joanna, my boy 

 Quaco, and a white fervant. At this place I was extreme- 

 ly comfortable, and nothing could be better calculated for 

 my fpeedy recovery than this Frenchman's hofpitality and 

 good-humour. How inconfiilent with this was his in- 

 juftice and feverity to his Ilaves ! For inftance, two young- 

 negroes, who well deferved a flogging, by breaking in and 

 robbing their mafcer's ftore-houfe, came off with a fev/ 

 laihes; while two old ones, for a trifling difpute, were 

 each condemned to receive no lefs than three hundred. 



On my aflcing the caufe of this partiality, I vv'as an- 

 fvvered by Monf. de Gachelieu, that the young ones had 

 itill a very good fldn, and might do much work ; whereas 

 the old ones had long been disfigured, worn out, and 

 almofl unfit for any fervice ; nay, that killing them al- 

 together would ht a benefit to the eflate.— At Arentruft,, 



a few 



