"The s.e.xton of the parish was then ordered to mount one of the horses, and make the best of the way to the good doctor"s house, to bring the Bible.

"After waiting a full and entire hour, he returned with the vexatious intelligence, that the Bible was not to be found--it was stolen--or, it was hid--or it had been _neglected_--or, it was mislaid--or they knew not what had been done with it.--"More is the pity!" exclaimed the singing clerk.

"The doctor of divinity then mounted the horse himself, apparently with some uneasiness, and set out personally to bring the Bible at all events.

"By this time, however, the sun was set, and the whole company stood waiting in anxious expectation of the clergyman"s return, till darkness had taken possession of the earth; but there was yet no appearance of either the divine or his Bible.

"As it is more than probable he cannot find his book," said the man in the white linen coat, "I am positive he will not return at all; and, as it is now almost dark, I am of opinion the sooner the funeral ceremonies are finished the better. The body of the unfortunate Marcia ought not to be deposited in these silent retreats of death without some living token of our respect. She was amiable while living, and notwithstanding the misfortune of a disordered brain, and an innocent, unsuspecting confidence in another"s honour, is, in my way of thinking, no less amiable when dead.--Our friend, the Indian will, I know, be complaisant enough on this occasion to give us a few sentences, and then the venerable s.e.xton may proceed to close the scene, and we shall be at liberty to return to our respective homes."

"This man is not in holy orders," cried the s.e.xton.

"He does not wear a black coat or gown," said the singing clerk.

"He has not a gray wig on his head, observed one of the church wardens.

"It is no matter," replied the man in the white linen coat, "he has a plain understanding, has written a treatise on the virtues of tobacco, and knows what is common sense, as well as the best of you."

"Casting my eyes at this instant toward the east, I perceived a glimmering among the trees, which proved to be the moon rising, two days after the full. The evening was calm and serene, and every thing was hushed, except the surge of the ocean, which we could distinctly hear breaking on the rocks of the adjacent coasts; when, finding the parish clergyman did not return, the Indian shook the dew from his blanket, stepped boldly upon a tombstone of black marble, and, for reasons best known to himself, preferring the Indian style on this occasion, he thus began:--

"Instead of these dismal countenances, why have we not a feast of seven days? Instead of the voice of sorrow, why are not the instruments of music touched by the hand of skill? Fair daughter of the morning! thou didst not perish by slow decay. At the rising of the sun we saw thee; the ruddy bloom of youth was then upon thy countenance; In the evening thou wert nothing; and the pallid complexion of death had taken place of the bloom of beauty.--And now thou art gone to sit down in the gardens that are found at the setting of the sun, behind the western mountains, where the daughters of the white men have a separate place allotted to them by the spirit of the hills. As much as the mind is superiour to the body, so much are those charming regions preferable to these which we now inhabit. Man is here but an image of himself, the representation of an idea that in itself is not subjected to a change. That which derived it"s origin from the dust shall indeed to the dust return; but the fine ethereal substance does not cease to think, and shall be again employed by the immortal G.o.ds to put the forms of things in motion. What was thine errour?--It was nothing: the bow was too mighty for the string, and the foundation too feeble for the fabric that was built upon it. All shall be right when thou art arrived at the foot of the mountains, where the sound of the wintry winds will not be permitted to reach thee, and where the light of the lamp is not extinguished by the sickly blasts of autumn.----

_"What infernal stuff is this?"_ exclaimed the clergyman, who at this period of the Indian"s discourse had returned on a full gallop with a large folio Bible before him: _"what infernal heretical trash is this, with which my ears are insulted?--Miscreant, avaunt!"_ said he, addressing the Indian, _"or I will teach you how to make speeches within the bounds of my jurisdiction,"_

"The Indian then modestly stepped down from the tombstone, and the legitimate clergyman took his place. After making a slight apology for his stay, he read his text by the light from a horn lantern, which the clerk held up to his nose, and then proceeded to mumble over a written discourse upon the subject he had chosen, and which held him about half an hour.--"In my country," observed the Indian, "they would make a more _animated_ speech at the interment of a _favourite rac.o.o.n_!"

""This divinity-monger is the angel of our church," answered the man in the white linen coat; "and it is dangerous to criticise upon his productions, especially as he considers every one to be in the wrong, who does not precisely fall in with his own opinions in matters appertaining to religion."

""Weak men are always arrogant, positive, and self-conceited," replied the Indian.

""Let us hasten home," whispered the man in the white linen, coat, "for the night begins to wear apace."

Before the following lines are read, represent to yourself, that some of the tribes of Indians bury their dead in a sitting posture.--

LINES OCCASIONED BY A VISIT TO AN OLD INDIAN BURYING-GROUND.

In spite of all the learn"d have said, I still my old opinion keep, The _posture_ that _we_ give the dead, Points out the soul"s eternal sleep.

Not so the ancients of these lands:-- The Indian, when from life releas"d, Again is seated with his friends, And shares again the joyous feast.

His imag"d birds, and painted bowl, And ven"son for a journey drest, Bespeak the _nature_ of the soul-- _Activity_, that wants no rest.

His bow for action ready bent, And arrows with a head of bone, Can only mean that life is spent, And not the finer essence gone.

Thou, stranger, that shalt come this way, No fraud upon the dead commit; Yet, mark the swelling turf, and say, "They do not _lie_, but here they _sit_"

Here still a lofty rock remains, On which the curious eye may trace (Now wasted half by weiring rains) The fancies of a ruder race.

Here still an aged elm aspires, Beneath whose far projecting shade (And which the shepherd still admires) The children of the forest play"d.

There oft a restless indian queen, (Pale Marian, with her braided hair) And many a barb"rous form, is seen, To chide the man that lingers there.

By midnight moons, o"er moist"ning dews, In vestments for the chace array"d, The hunter still the deer pursues-- The hunter and the deer--a shade.

And long shall tim"rous fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And, _Reason"s self_ shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.

_Philadelphia, September 22d, 1795._

DEAR SIR,

I find from a perusal of the english papers, that fencibles are raising in all parts of the country, and every precaution taking, to put the kingdom in the best state of defence, in case of an invasion. I have for some years thought a few regiments of riflemen would much contribute to this desirable end.

Some lessons I have received in the use of the rifle, from back woodsmen, since my arrival in America, have confirmed me in this opinion.

I know it will be objected, that the rifle is not a fair weapon. Perhaps it is not.--I should be sorry to see it in general use in the european armies: but surely it may be used to repel an invader, without any infringement of the Law of Nations.

What I would recommend to Government on this subject is, first,

OF FORMING THE CORPS.

Beside the officers who have paid any attention to this method of fighting during the last war in America, some of the most experienced back woodsmen and indian chiefs should be sent for from Canada.

Independent of the regiments on the ordinary establishment, I would recommend one of _select men_, with better pay, &c., to be formed from the other rifle corps; _merit_ being the only recommendation.

Volunteer companies, in different parts of the country, might soon be formed, composed of gentlemen, sportsmen, gamekeepers, &c. Proper persons should make the circuit of the kingdom, to instruct them in some of the most necessary particulars; such as loading, with the proper use of the patch; to draw a level, making a just allowance for distance, &c.

OF RIFLES.

I would by no means recommend _contract_ let proper encouragement be given to gun-smiths, to supply rifles of the best construction, _loading from the muzzle_.--Their being of an uniform length, or bore, is of no consequence, as every man should cast and cut his own ball.

The barrel, mounting, and lock, should be covered with a composition, to render them as dull, and as little discernible, as possible. The locks should always be in the very best firing order, and constructed to give fire as easily as the nature of the service will admit. Oil, for the inside of the rifle, should be regularly served; and the flints should be of a much better quality than those used in muskets.

POWDER.

Every thing depends upon this article"s being of an uniform degree of strength: it should be of the best quality, but not glazed.

ACCOUTREMENTS AND DRESS,

Cannot be better than those used by the rifle corps in this country, except perhaps that the latter should be of a dusky green, the colour died in the Highlands of Scotland for plaids; even the cap should be of this colour: a sort of helmet, constructed so as to afford a rest to fire from, when lying on the belly.