We Are Almost Insulated, And The Houses Are At A Considerable Distance From Each Other. From The Mountains We Have But Too Much Reason To Expect Our Dreadful Enemy, The Indians; And The Wilderness Is A Harbour, Where It Is Impossible To Find Them.

It is a door through which they can enter our country at any time; and as they seem determined to destroy the whole frontier, our fate cannot be far distant.

From lake Champlain almost all has been conflagrated, one after another. What renders these incursions still more dreadful is, that they most commonly take place in the dead of the night. We never go to our fields, but we are seized with an involuntary fear, which lessens our strength, and weakens our labour. No other subject of discourse intervenes between the different accounts, which spread through the country, of successive acts of devastation; and these, told in chimney corners, swell themselves in our affrighted imaginations into the most terrific ideas. We never sit down, either to dinner, or supper, but the least noise spreads a general alarm, and prevents us from enjoying the comforts of our meals. The very appetite proceeding from labour and peace of mind is gone! Our sleep is disturbed by the most frightful dreams! Sometimes I start awake, as if the great hour of danger was come; at other times the howling of our dogs seems to announce the arrival of the enemy: we leap out of bed, and run to arms; my poor wife, with panting bosom, and silent tears, takes leave of me, as if we were to see each other no more.

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