my watch safe and still going, where it had been drawn from my pocket as I heaped the stuff together.

Our way this day was taken by the course of the sun, and the night following passed in a similar manner to the previous

one.

Being now uncertain what distance we had come, and how wide we might have wandered from our destination, and feeling anxious to know just where we were, I went up the highest hill that was near, and climbed the tallest pine upon it. Here I took a wide survey. I could see both Lake Champlain and Lake George, and all the surrounding country; so that I ascertained just what course to take to reach the Narrows, where we were to cross over.

When we arrived there, the night was just closing in upon us, and the air quite thick and hazy.

We found no signs of human beings near us, and nothing to help us over the water, but a couple of old canoes, with their sides all beaten out. Though we might have passed in either of these ourselves, neither of them was sufficient for the conveyance of a horse; and as the faithful creatures had followed us so far, cropping the little tufts of grass and brousing among the bushes for their sustenance, we did not feel willing to part with them at the last cast.

The canoes were made fast to the shore by ropes, which we took, and putting them side by side, lashed them together with the ropes, so as to get two of the horses into them, placing the hindfeet in one, and the fore feet in the other. In this sidewise position we carried them safe over, and landed them on the other side, where we found the ground abandoned by the men we had left there, and all was uncertainty respecting the route they had taken.

Darkness was getting fast about us, and we had yet to go back for the other horses; we therefore disencumbered ourselves of everything but our shirts, pantaloons and hats, and returned. When we had got the two horses into the canoes, and about half across the lake, one of them growing uneasy in his shortened limits, lifted his fore foot, and setting it down, put it over the edge of the boat, which occasioned him to plunge, and we were all in a moment in the water, with the boats completely upset. I don't know how far I went down, but as I was rising, the first thing I felt was the fore foot of one of the horses on my head. I caught it, and grasping his leg, pulled myself up by it till I reached his mane, by which I held, and throwing my arm round his neck, made out to get on his

back.

Before I had got out of the water far enough to open my mouth, I heard my companion crying out at the top of his voice, to know if I was alive, and to let me know, if I was, that he too was saved. Oh! I shall never forget how his voice sounded that night, amid the Egyptian darkness!

Knowing himself to be but a poor swimmer, and fearing some accident, yet unwilling to confess his fears, he had, unknown to me, taken a piece of rope which had one end fastened to the boat, and tied it by the other end round his body. By this means his life was saved, as the canoes helped him to swim till he managed so as to get on the bottom of one of them; and in this way he made out to paddle and work himself to the shore by the use of his hands.

When my horse had swum across with me, the first thing that we came against was an abrupt and steep ledge of rocks, which made it impossible for us to land, without going some distance. But we all got safe over at last, the fourth horse swimming after the one I was on; and in the morning my hat, that I had lost when I was dashed into the water, floated up, where I was able to hook it in with the branch of a tree.

Near the landing we found a barrel of condemned beef that had been thrown into the lake by the enemy; of this we took a small piece to still the cravings of hunger, and it was all we got to eat till late in the afternoon.

Finding the spot deserted, and not knowing which way our company had gone, we searched about to see if any traces of human beings could be found. At length we discovered the tracks of men; and though ignorant whether they belonged to friend or foe, determined to follow them; and I ventured to try my gun at a partridge, to see if the charge that had been in it so long, was still good. The bird did not drop, but as she fluttered away, I saw the feathers fly among the brush.

We kept our course through the woods till afternoon, when, coming suddenly upon the tracks of horses, we soon heard the voices of men; and found a little company of our Light Horsemen, who told us what course our company had taken, and that we had but a short distance to go to reach Castleton, where we could rest and refresh ourselves.

As they had said, we soon reached Castleton, and as we came out of the woods, the first building that met our view was a set of mills, which we saw just as the sun was setting. Nothing ever tasted better to me than the slice of broiled pork and hard biscuit, that were the first things I got to eat that night.

After resting one night, we started, and being able now to

ride when we chose, reached Skeensborough the next day; and continuing our journey, part of the time on foot, joined our regiment at Stillwater, in the evening of the 6th of October, 1777, just in time to be ordered into the memorable action on the 7th.

The men that we had sent up the lake in our boat had given such an account of the situation in which they left us, that our people supposed we must be either dead or fallen into the enemy's hands, as the cause of our not returning. But they had sent out a little band in pursuit of us, who, as we afterwards learnt, did not go far before they sat down in despair, and then went back, supposing it in vain to go on.

As we were drawn up on the field of battle, at Stillwater, in the afternoon of the 7th, we were in divisions, and I stood near Capt. Flint of Danvers, he having the right division, and I the left. When he saw me, he beckoned me to him, and giving me his hand, asked after my health, &c. He was subject to violent headache, and on my asking how he did, he said he had one of his bad headaches; "but," said he, "if I complain, I suppose they'll say I've got the cannon fever." These, I suppose, were the last words that the poor man ever spoke, for he stepped back to his place, and in a moment after, I think at the first fire of the enemy, he fell, with his death wound.

Our horses went right into the service, too; for our commanding officer gave them to us, and for mine I bought a little Dutch waggon, and let General Warren take them for the conveyance of his baggage, till we had surrounded and taken Burgoyne.

My horses and waggon I sent home with a load of the soldiers' packs, when I returned from this campaign; and on arriving at home, after walking over a hundred and fifty miles. in three successive days, I found the faithful creatures safe in my own stable.

For the Religious Magazine.

HOW OUGHT I TO KEEP THE SABBATH?

This is an interesting question. It intimately concerns every one who hopes finally to enjoy an everlasting rest in heaven. The character of a man depends very much upon the manner in which he observes the Sabbath. And so of a whole community. This institution was established by God himself, and

was intended to exert a powerful and salutary influence not only upon individuals, but upon whole nations. Go to any place you please and scrutinize the habits and character of the people, and you may easily be satisfied whether they pay a proper respect to the fourth commandment.

The duties of the Sabbath are in many respects peculiar. They differ from the duties appropriate to other days. Many things which it would be right and proper to do at other times, God has forbidden me to do on the day which he calls his own. I must not labor on the Sabbath, that is, I must not engage in my ordinary worldly pursuits, though duty requires me to attend diligently to those on other days. The prohibition of the divine law does not end here. I am commanded to shut out worldly thoughts from my mind, and worldly feelings from my heart, and give myself up to the delightful services of religion.

I can now think of a great many things which I ought NOT to do on the Sabbath, but which I sometimes find in myself a strong disposition to indulge in. Some of these I shall mention.

I ought NOT to lie in bed later on Sabbath morning than on any other. The early hours of the day should be given to God. Their breath should be esteemed sweeter and more precious than that of any other morning in the week. The sluggard who loves his pillow and will not rise because his worldly business does not call him, shows that he has little regard for the delightful privileges which the Sabbath affords. He loses what can never be made up to him, though he may not be sensible of his loss. He unfits himself in a great measure for the sacred duties of the day. I must take care not to imitate him. The pleasures of protracted sleep in the morning are nothing in comparison with the richer and more rational enjoyments, which I find in reading my Bible or meditating upon some serious subject. I wrong myself as well as sin against God, if I waste the "sweet hours" of Sabbath morning upon my bed. I ought not to do it.

I ought NOT to spend too much of the morning in dressing myself for church, and otherwise preparing for the religious duties of the day. I ought to be prepared to commence the Sabbath with the duties that appropriately belong to it. I must not prolong the previous week by adding to it any part of that day; all of which God has set apart for himself. It is very easy, and I am very apt to waste many a precious hour of this hallowed season in unnecessary attention to my person or matters which I ought not to allow to divert my mind from more important subjects. I have been in many Christian families where a great part of Sabbath morning was occupied in making

preparations to go to church. After breakfast and family devotions, the children would begin to talk about their dress and inquire how they should get to meeting. A thousand useless questions would be asked, and as many useless propositions made, all tending to interrupt the cheerful, quiet and hallowed solemnity of the day. More anxiety would be manifested to appear well and fashionable before men, than serious and devout before God. Now whatever others may think in regard to such a manner of spending Sabbath morning, I am sure of this, that I ought not thus to spend it.

I ought NOT, when on my way to the house of God, to talk or think upon subjects that have a tendency to unfit my mind for the services of the sanctuary. Worldly and distracting thoughts are sufficiently prone to steal my attention when listening to the preacher, though I make every effort to avoid them and have endeavored to shield my mind against them by previous prayer and meditation. But when I allow myself to think or converse upon topics inappropriate to the Sabbath until I enter the door of the church, I am sure to be harassed and disturbed by an uncomfortable train of reflections during the whole service. The thoughts which I have cherished and voluntarily taken with me to my seat, will not readily leave me to a calm and devout attention to the word of God. They are so obstinate and persevering in their solicitations that I sometimes know not what to do. I fight against them with all my strength, and still gain but a poor and partial victory.

There is hardly any thing in which I experience greater difficulty or find greater self-denial necessary than in regulating my conversation aright when going to the house of God. If I chance to be in company with a friend who is not pious, it may require a sacrifice of what the world deem politeness or sociability to refrain entirely from all conversation upon subjects of a worldly nature. The news of the past week are fresh in the inemory, and nothing is more natural and common than to talk them over. It is exceedingly pleasant to exchange opinions on the current topics of the day; and one who should refuse to do it simply because it was the Sabbath, might be considered over strict and puritanical. Besides, this friend, especially if I do not see him often, may have a claim upon my particular attention, and Christian politeness requires that I should have a kind and affectionate regard for his feelings. I may know at the same time that serious conversation is not what he desires. He wishes to talk of the political movements or peculiar aspect of the times, or the manifold schemes of benevolence, or the rapid advancement of society. In such a case I must be careful not