The New-Hampshire gazette and historical chronicle (Portsmouth, N.H.), 1770-11-16 00:00:00

NEW-HAMPSHIRE AND HISTORICAL
CONTAINING the Freshest ADVICES
Friday Nov. 16, 1770.
THE G A Z E T T E, CHRONICLE, FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC.
NUM. 735 { Weeks since this Paper was first Publish'd. }
From a late London Print: To the PEOPLE of ENGLAND. It has always been my opinion that the People of England, (however they may at first, under the influence of passion or misapprehension, condemn the generous efforts of the Colonists in the vindication of their liberty) when rightly informed, would encourage and applaud them. The present disposition of the Public, fully justifies these sentiments; a disposition, candidly open to the just complaints of America for the violation of her constitutional rights, and in spite of all the sophistry and falsehood of industriously wicked men, the people now wish to see them redressed.
Many are the lesser grievances which America feels and resents: but the grand one, that on which the rest are grafted, is the violated rights of representation . A former House of Commons voted, That it might be right and expedient to give and grant the money of the Colonists in a representative body, where all the Freeholders of America had not a single Representative. That is, they voted it proper to deprive the Colonists of their right of representation, on which all other rights essentially depend. The present—has voted, that the person chosen by a majority of the Freeholders of the County of Middlesex , was not their Representative, and that he whom a majority refused, was duly elected. That is to say, the Freeholders have no right to choose a Representative, though on the free choice of him their liberties are absolutely founded. We complain with earnestness and strict propriety, that we are unjustly and arbitrarily deprived of one Representative: the people of America (surely with equal reason) complain, that they are deprived of all their Representatives. We are justly alarmed at so flagrant a violation of our dearest rights; they are filled with astonishment, and glow with indignation, while they see and feel the total loss of every right as Englishmen, and freemen. Can any avoid discerning at once, how nearly similar the original grievances of America are to those of this country. The difference lies only in degree. The Ministry have adopted, and already executed in one county here, Mr. G—le's, or rather my Lord Bute's plan for enslaving America . It were, indeed, the last degree of folly to suppose, that if arbitrary rule was once suffered to establish itself in America , it would not speedily traverse the ocean, and finally fix itself in England . How short the time which has intervened, between the voting away in the ... of —, the Liberties of America and of Great Britain ! So dangerous it is to admit slavish practices into any part of the dominions; or to suffer, in any instance, the vital principles of the constitution to be violated. Grafton and Grenville , are, indeed the apparent contrivers of those schemes; and the difference of the men, may seem to stamp a difference on the measures; but it is certain they were both under the detested influence of the Thane; and that the attempts to abolish the constitutional right of Representation in this country and in America , sprung equally from the arbitrary St—t. He
has set upon it his pernicious seal, and the impression is a rod of iron, for the scourge of Freemen. Without this malignant influence, the daring genius of a Gen—n; the plodding ignorance of a G—le; and the immovable dulness of a Hill—gh, would have been equally impotent. The complaints of an injured people would have been graciously received at the foot of the T—e; and those who have deceived their sovereign, and abused his subjects, would, ere this, have been brought to condign punishment. It is of the utmost importance to our mutual welfare, that this circumstance should be duly weighed. The meditated subversion of Liberty in both countries, springing from the same source, should knit America and England firmly in opposition. Our utmost, united efforts are necessary to stem the torrent of arbitrary power, that threatens now to bear down Liberty and all her rights before it.
America , I can pledge myself for her, will unite with this country to the last efforts of determined opposition. No people ever harmonized more in the truest sentiments of loyalty to the Brunswick line, as the elected guardians of our sacred constitution, founded in the noble principles of Magna Charta and the Revolution. Yet it is not to name, but to principles they are attached; principles, which they will never suffer any King to violate with impunity. I am therefore earnest in recommending to the free people of this country to cultivate the friendship of the Americans , who are pursuing the same sacred cause of freedom with the same virtuous determination to succeed, or to perish in the attempt. The cause is common, let us be united in its support; the Liberties of both countries are embarked in the same bottom; the same storm that sinks the one, will overwhelm the other. No matter whether our grievances arise from former Acts of Parliament, or a present—of —, when the united voice of England and America , proclaims them to be unconstitutional and intolerable. A voice, impudently stiled by the Tools of despotism, faction here, and treason there. Those writers would endeavour to persuade us, that all opposition to the Butean system of oppression, proceeds from disaffection to an upright Government here, and in America , from disobedience to the just legislative authority of Great Britain . But when the conduct of G—t here shall have been uniformly such, as to alarm the most unthinking, and incense the most moderate; when a House of—shall have violated, towards America , those very principles on which its own existence depends, the principles of Liberty and of the Constitution: disaffection in the people will be virtue; disobedience will be their duty. A higher power than K—g or P—t may sometimes claim this virtue, and this duty; the God of Heaven, who, when he gave us the rights of humanity, made it impiety to surrender them to an earthly Being. It is not in nature, but that causes must produce their effects: whoever would find the cause of these disturbances through the whole dominion, must look for them in the cabinet of Lord B—e; and to him must the consequences, however great
and ruinous, be imputed. Impressed with the just idea of the subject, the public will regard, with equal contempt the labored sophistry of an impudently pretended Review of the America Controversy , and the News paper bable of an Old Mentor. Whether they are the virtuous lucubrations of a coxcomb Deputy to a pedantic S—y; or of an envenomed retailer of German Considerations, from a Blanket-Warehouse; or of a cankered juncto of discarded American Agents. To enter into a formal refutation of them, would be to offer an affront to the common sense of men, who cannot be misled by such despicable sophistry; and might disturb, too much the repose to which oblivion and contempt has consigned their productions.
Let us, in the mean time, never forget this important truth; "that division will endanger our dearest rights, and aid the views of those who meditate the absolute subversion of our sacred constitution; but that the People of England, and of America, united in their efforts, will vindicate their Liberties from every attempt of a despotic St—t, and maintain them inviolate to the latest posterity."
JUNIUS AMERICANUS. From the Connecticut Courant of Octo. 23, 1770.
HUE AND CRY! SEIZE THE ASSASSIN!
THE Cries of innocent Blood, the sympathizing Feels of Humanity, Self-Preservation, public Safety, and common Justice loudly bespeak all his Majesty's good Subjects, far and near, as well to be wary of the malicious Attacks, as to detect, seize and apprehend, and (as soon as possible) bring to Justice the Person, of a certain Doctor James Thomson a Native of Scotland, for some Time past a Resident in this Town of Hartford; who on the Saturday Evening of the 20th Instant, void of the Fear of GOD, from Fore-thought, Malice propense, and of set Purpose, to Kill and MURDER, did Wound, and with a Sharp Iron Weapon, cruelly and barbarously Stab the Body of Mr. JAMES SHEPARD, of Northhampton, privately and at unawares, coming behind and attacking of him, as he was peaceably and innocently walking in the main Street; by which Attempt the ASSASSIN made his Escape.
Said Thomson is about 25 Years of Age, about 5 Feet 6 Inches high, grey Eyes, has something of the Scotch Manner of Pronunciation; had on when he fled a Wig made in Imitation of his own Hair, a light colour'd Broad-Cloth Surtout, a snuff colour'd, homespun Coat, Black Waistcoat and Breeches, &c. He has had a Wound on his Head, which perhaps is not entirely healed.
N. B. All the Printers on the Continent are desired to publish the above as soon as possible.
PHILADELPHIA, October 29. The Hon. JOHN FOXCROFT, Esq; one of the D. Postmasters-General of the Northern District of America, with his Lady, and JOSEPH READE, Esq; of Trenton, and his Lady, (a Daughter of the late DENNY'S DEBERDT, Esq; the worthy and faithful Agent of the Province of Massachusetts-Bay) are safe arrived here, with Capt. Osborne, from London, to the great Joy of their numerous Friends.
In the same Ship nine Capital Workmen are arrived for the China Factory now carrying on in this City.
ALL Persons that have any Demands on the Estate of the Honorable BENNING WENTWORTH, Esq; late Governor and Commander in Chief of the Province of New-Hampshire, are desired to bring in their Accounts without Delay, to MARTHA WENTWORTH, sole Executrix of said Estate.

From the New-York Gazette, October 29.
Mr. HOLT,
Please to insert the following
TO the honour of the Reverend Mr. George Whitefield, one of the most extraordinary men, that this or any other age has produced, —a person of singular endowments, and the most exalted piety,—his devotion was sublime and ravishing,—he liv'd upon earth like a citizen of heaven,—his love and benevolence to his fellow creatures, and his incessant endeavours to make mankind wise, pious, and happy,—his fervent zeal for the glory of God, and his tender compassion for perishing sinners, were perhaps unparalleled,—he preach'd a crucify'd Jesus, and the peculiar doctrines of his gospel with an apostolic ardour, perseverance and simplicity.—In the pulpit he was unequal'd,—never did any other orator captivate his auditors, with such a torrent of heavenly eloquence, or move and persuade them with so great success,—never perhaps did any other man travel so much, for the good of his fellow creatures, preach to so many and such crowded audiences, convert such a great number of souls, or so much advance the interests of Christianity by his personal labours. Being of a truly catholic and evangelic temper he had the singular honour of being esteem'd and follow'd by good people of all denominations.—Never was there a man in America so much beloved and respected, or whose death has been more regretted and lamented; he was indeed another flaming Elijah, a man full of faith and the holy ghost, and I question, whether among all the ministers of the gospel, who have liv'd since the apostle Paul, any have so much resembled him in his abundant labours, seraphic eloquence, sublime devotion, noble boldness, exalted piety, disinterested benevolence, singular zeal for the glory of God, and the good of souls, and other excellent accomplishments, as this eminent and illustrious personage.—His death is an irraparable loss to the churches of Christ,—his memory will be always dear to these provinces, and his fame transmitted to the latest generations. I have sent you the following verses, not as a tribute adequate to his merit, but only to satisfy my own gratitude, and excite some able genius to do more ample justice to his EXALTED CHARACTER.
WHEN in his country's cause, the warrior bleeds, The greatful muse records his mighty deeds; Or when the patriot, yields his latest breath, The sorrowing crowds, in groans lament his death: Shall then the gospel preacher, die unsung, To whom superior worth and praise belong? Awake, my muse! and Whitefield's merit paint; And mourn the exit of this heaven-born saint; His fame, his virtues, shall my song employ The clergy's honour and the church's joy. Whitefield! beloved of God, a shining light, Blaz'd in his orb, beyond all others bright; In him the pow'rs of eloquence combin'd, And love and zeal, with mingl'd lustre shin'd. Each Christian grace and every moral charm, His mind adorn'd, with these his heart was warm; So great his zeal for Christ, for souls his love, That urg'd by these, no fear his heart could move. O'er spacious tracts of land he wing'd his way, Nor fear'd the fury of the raging sea; Nor injury, nor scorn, nor heat, nor cold; Nor health declining, could the saint withhold. When the redeemer call'd, he flew to 'obey, His native land forsook, nor felt dismay. With strong desire he sought this distant coast, To save poor souls, in sin and error lost. To preach glad tidings to the poor in heart, And ease the breast that felt afflictions smart; To comfort saints and sinners to alarms, And save his species from eternal harm. Altho' disease oppress'd his lab'ring breath, And worn out nature threaten'd speedier death; He still with loudest cries the sinner press, To come to Christ and seek in him his rest. Methinks I see him in the pulpit stand, With graceful gesture and persuasive hand; Whilst with attention deep, the list'ning throng, Admire the words proceeding from his tongue. Struck by his arrows, hardened sinners start, Their looks betray the anguish of their heart; With terror fill'd to God they lift their eyes, And fill his ear with penitential sighs: Rais'd by his voice the mourning doubting saint, No more desponds, his heart no more is faint, But with fresh ardour treads the heavenly road, And flies exulting to his father God. Just to the flower scorch'd by the summers heat Whither and droops it's leave, with dew unwet: But when it feels the soft distilling rain, Straightway it rears its dying head again. Methinks I hear him cry, 'Sinner awake, 'to God return, thy evil ways forsake: 'Why wilt thou die when CHRIST thy saviour dear, 'With all the blessings of his grace stands near; 'Awake! awake! before GOD's billows roll, 'O'er thy weak bark and overwhelm thy soul; 'To Jesus fly, the only sure retreat, 'From raging storms of horror, guilt and death.' Then o'er the wretch he weeps with streaming eyes, Compassion urges and again he cries; 'For Jesus love, awake, poor soul awake, 'Least endless woe thy lingering step o'ertake.' Thus when a city burns with midnight flame, Whilst heedless mortals on their pillows dream, The faithful watchman found the alarm and cry
Up: sleepers up! for if ye sleep ye die. Thus Xerxes wept, when he all pensive stood; And saw his troops unfeeling pass the flood: Troops which alas, tho' then in nature's bloom! Must soon be buried in the silent tomb. So warn'd the preacher, urging hard with tears, And Sina's thunder rang in sinners ears: Till hearts obdurate trembl'd at the word, From sin awoke, and call'd upon the Lord. But when to saints he comfort did impart, Hope smil'd, and joy exulted in the Heart, When Calvary's bloody scenes his tongue portray'd, What soul unmov'd th' expiring God survey'd, The love of CHRIST the hearts of men constrain'd, And from their eyes forth gush'd the tear unfeign'd, When hell he painted, horror seiz'd the bad, When heav'n display'd the good man's heart was glad. Immortal souls transported by his word, With glowing ardour long to meet the Lord: Impatient with'd to drop their sinful clay, And soar to regions of eternal Day. Never such foretastes sure of heaven were felt, As (when he preach'd) God unto sinners dealt, He spoke of heav'n like one from thence come down, And in the pulpit like a seraph shown, All other preachers he did far exceed, As the fair flower excels the homely weed. Nor Tully's self, who plead his country's cause, Nor fam'd Demosthenes, with such applause, Address their hearers, as this preacher dear: Nor could their eloquence with his compare. To hear him talk, was like a heavenly feast, Where each believer was a royal Guest; And after his, all other sermons were As after royal banquets, homely fare; When Whitefield preach'd to church the gathering crowd, With earnest steps and expectation flow'd; When he arose in attitude to speak, The soul was all intention, all awake, With eager draughts she drank his doctrine in, As thirsty lands receive the falling rain. But Whitefield's dead, he had the world adieu, And to his favours arms impatient flew; Cold is that tongue which warm'd the word before, And those persuasive hands shall move no more; No more his lips shall saucy truth dispense, And ravish crowds, with heavenly eloquence; No more o'er guilty minds he'll shake the rod, Or urge the terrors of an angry God. What tho' no spouse and children hear and dear, Wept round thy breathless corps and fun'ral bier; Thousands of souls converted by thy word, With comfort fill'd or strengthen'd in the Lord; For thee shall drop the tributary tear, And in their breasts thy lov'd idea bear; Three kingdoms shall the loss of thee deplore, And grieve, dear man! that thou art now no more; No single Province, but a continent, Which saw thy labours, shall thy death lament, The loss of such abilities and zeal, Is more than armies to the public weal; No single death in Britain's spacious realm, With equal grief could Zion overwhelm.
WILLIAMSBURG, in Virginia, October 18, 1770.
ON Monday the 15th Instant about one o'clock in the Morning, departed this Life, universally lamented throughout this Colony, his Excellency the Right Honourable NORBORNE Baron de BOTETOURT, his Majesty's Lieutenant Governor, General and Commander in Chief of the Colony and Dominion of Virginia, and Vice-Admiral of the same.
Truly and justly to express the many great Virtues and amiable Qualities which adorn'd this noble Lord, as well in his public as private Character, would demand the Skill of the ablest Penman. Suffice it then to inform such Parts of the World as were Strangers to his transcendent Merits, that Virginia, in his Fall, sorely laments the best of Governors, and the best of Men. Let his distant Relations and Friends, be told that we have all anticipated, and shall, to the latest Period, share their Griefs and Afflictions; and that we condole with them, with the Warmth of the most tender Affection.
The Government devolves on the Hon. WILLIAM NELSON, Esq; by the Resignation of the Hon. JOHN BLAIR, Esq; Friday, October 19. This being the day appointed for interring the remains of our late beloved Governor, at one o'clock the Church, College, and Capital bells, began tolling; and the company repaired to the Palace, according to invitation, precisely at two. At three the corpse being placed on the hearse, the procession began to move in the following order, to the church, both sides of Palace-street being lined with the city militia, and those of York and James city counties.
The HEARSE,
Preceded by two mutes, and three on each side the hearse, Outward of whom walked the pall bearers, Composed of six of his Majesty's Council, And the Hon. the Speaker, and Richard Bland, Esq; Of the House of Burgesses. His Excellency's servants, in deep mourning, The Gentlemen of the Clergy, and Professors of the College. Clerk of the church, and Organist. Immediately followed the hearse the Chief Mourners: Gentlemen of the Faculty. Mayor, Recorder, Alderman, and Common Council, of the city, With the mace born before them. Gentlemen of the Law, and Clerk of the General Court; Ushers, Students, and Scholars, of William and Mary College, All having white handbands and gloves. And then the company, which was very numerous, Two and two.
At the western gate the corpse was removed from the hearse, and carried by eight bearers, the Gentlemen appointed supporting the pall, placed in the centre of the church, on a carpet of black. The altar, pulpit, and his Excellency's seat, were likewise hung with black. Then the service began; & an anthem accompanied by the organ, was sung, conducted by Mr. Woolls. the Rev. and Hon. the Commissary then delivered a discourse, from Psalm xlii. part of the 7th verse, Put thy trust in God ; which joined to the deep affliction felt by the whole audience for the loss of such an excellent man, and so good a Governor, drew tears from many. Sermon ended, the corpse was again placed on the hearse, and the company moved in the same order to the College, entering at the front gate, and so proceeding through the College, entering the chapel, where the corpse was deposited in a vault, the militia firing three volleys at the interment. The coffin was of lead, with a cover of crimson velvet, adorned with silver handles, and a large silver plate on which was this inscription:
NORBORNE BARON DE BOTETOURT, Ob. xv Oct. MDCLXX.
Ætat. LIII.
His Majesty's Council, and the Gentlemen of the General Court have gone into deep mourning for Lord Botetourt; and we are well informed that most of the principal Gentlemen in the colony will
do the same, in such general esteem was his Lordship, and so universally lamented.
N E W-B E R N, (North Carolina) Oct. 5
On Wednesday last, a special messenger arrived in town from Granville County, to his Excellency the Governor, with the melancholy account of a violent insurrection, or rather rebellion, having broke out in Orange County, among a set of men who call themselves Regulators, and who for some years past have given infinite disturbance to the civil government of this Province, but now have sapped it's whole foundation, bro't it's courts of justice to their own controul, leaped the strong barrier of private property, and audaciously violated the laws of God and Man.
These people have for a long time opposed paying all manner of taxes, have entertained the vilest opinion of the gentlemen of the law, and often threatened them with their vengeance. Accordingly, as the Hon. Judge Henderson, and several gentlemen of the law were returning from Salisbury circuit to Hillsborough, in order to hold the court there, they were waylayed by a number of them with their rifles; but happily having notice of their hellish design, by taking a contrary rout, eluded their bloody plot. They still gave out threats of meeting them at Hillsborough and wreaking their vengeance on them there.
These menaces were treated with contempt, or rather the violent ravings of a factious and discontented mob, than any settled and fixed resolution of men of property to commit so daring an insult to the laws of the country; and accordingly the court was opened and proceeded to business: But on monday, the second day of the court, the tragical scene began: a very large number of these people, headed by men of considerable property, appeared in Hillsborough, armed with clubs, whips, loaded at the ends with lead or iron, (a stroke from which would level the strongest man) and many offensive weapons, and at once beset the court house. The first object of their revenge was Mr. John Williams, a gentleman of the law, who they assaulted as he was entering the court-house, him they cruelly abused with many and violent blows with their loaded whips on the head and different parts of his body, until he by great good fortune made his escape and took shelter in a neighbouring store. They then entered the court-house and immediately fixed their attention on Col. Fanning, as the next object of their merciless cruelty; he expected his fate, and had retired to the judge's seat, as the highest part of the court house, from which he might make the greatest defence against these blood-thirsty and cruel savages; but poor gentleman, vain were all his efforts, for after behaving with the most heroic courage, he fell a sacrifice to numbers, and suffering a cruelty the richest language can but faintly paint: They seized him by the heels, dragged him down the steps, his head striking violently on every step, carried him to the door, and forcing him out, dragged him on the ground over stones & brickbats, struck with their whips and clubs, kicked him, spit and spurned at him, and treated him with every possible mark of contempt and cruelty; till at length, by a violent effort of strength & activity he rescued himself from their merciless claws, & took shelter in a house; the vultures pursued him there, and gave him a stroke that will probably destroy one of his eyes: In this grievously and maimed condition they left him for a while, retreated to the court-house, knocked down and very cruelly treated the deputy clerk of the crown, ascended the bench, shook their whips over judge Henderson, told him his turn was next, ordered him to pursue business, but in the manner they should prescribe, which was, that no lawyers should enter the court-house, no juries but what they should pick, and order new trials in cases where some of them had been cast for their mal-practices. They then seized Mr. Hooper, a gentleman of the law, dragged and paraded him thro' the streets, and treated him with every mark of contempt and insult. This closed the first day. But the 2d day presented a scene, if possible, more tragic: Immediately on their discovering that the judge had made his escape from their fury, and refused to submit to the dictates of lawless and desperate men, they marched in a body to Col. Fanning's house, and on a signal given by their ring-leaders, entered the same, destroyed every piece of furniture in it, ript open his beds, broke and threw in the streets every piece of china and glass ware in the house, scattered all his pa-

pers and books to the winds, seized all his plate, cash, and proc. money; entered his cellar, & after satiating and gorging their more than savage stomachs with his liquors, stove and threw in the streets the remainder; being now drunk with rage, liquor, and lawless fury, they took his wearing cloaths, stuck them on a pole paraded them in triumph thro' the streets and to close the scene, pulled down and laid his house in ruins. Hunter and Butler, 2 of their chiefs, stripping in buff and begining the heroic deed.—They then went to a large handsome Church bell that Col. Fanning, at the expence of 60 or 70l, had made a present of to the Church of Hillsborough, and spilt it to pieces, and were at the point of pulling down the Church, but their leaders, thinking it would betray their religious principles, restrained them. Their revenge being not yet satiated on this unhappy gentlemen, they again pursued him, again cruelly beat him, and at length with dogs hunted him out of town, and with a cruelty more savage than blood hounds, stoned him as he fled. What heart but teels for the distresses of this unfortunate gentleman! What hand that would not be uplifted in defence of such injured innocence!
When they had fully glutted their revenge on the lawyers, and particularly Col. Fanning, to shew their opinion of courts of justice, they took from his chains a Negro that had been executed some time, and placed him at the lawyer's bar and filled the judge's seat with human excrement, in derision and contempt of the characters that fill those respectable places. Would a Hottentot been guilty of such a piece of brutality! or is there the most savage nation on earth whose manners are less cultivated!
ANNAPOLIS, (Maryland) October 28. Friday last John Boswell and Francis Chance, were executed for Burglary.
PHILADELPHIA, November 1.
By an authentic copy of a report of the Lords of Trade and Plantations, on the Petition of the Honorable Proprietors of Pennsylvania, lately exhibited to his Majesty in Council, against the Colony of Connecticut, for the intrusions made by the people of that government, on the said Proprietors Land on the River Susquehannah, it appears, that the Agents of the said Colony being called before their Lordships, declared they had no Instructions to avow the Proceedings of the Settlers upon the above Lands, as founded on any authority from that Colony, or to set forth on the Behalf of the Colony any Claim to the said Lands.
The Captains Sparks and Osborn from London, have brought no goods, except such as are allowed by our late Agreement; but have on the contrary, bro't near £.10,000 in CASH, the property of persons in this city; this being some of the golden fruits of the Non-Importation, it is hoped that the people of this continent, will so far see their interest, as to manufacture whatever lays in their power, so that instead of sending millions to maintain our task-masters in England, we may receive thousands from thence.
The University of Oxford, have been pleased to confer the degree of Doctor in Divinity on the Rev. Mr. Peters, of Philadelphia, the Rev. Mr. Byles, of Boston, and the Rev. Mr. Breynton, of Halifax; and the Degree of Master of Arts on the Rev. Mr. Inglis, of New-York.
BOSTON, November 8.
On Friday last one Sebbatis J. Russel, formerly Coachman to the Hon. Mr. Hancock, was accidentally run over by a loaded Cart, which he was driving, which put an end to his Life in a few Minutes.—The 18th of October died Mrs. Deborah Richmond, Relict of Col. Sylvester Richmond, of Dartmouth, deceased; She had 8 Children, 42 Grandchildren; and 62 Great-grand-children; her Age was 96 Years & 10 Months.
The Beginning of last Evening three Soldiers belonging to the 14th Regiment having got a small Canoe at the South Part of the Town designing for the Castle, but just at the Edge of the Channel the Canoe overset and they were all drowned.
A Chest was found floating in the Bay a Day or two after the late Storm, in which were a Number of Papers chiefly Accounts settled with Mr Hezekiah Blanchard of Boston, in the Year, 1759, and Copies of Orders from Sec'y Addington to a Committee of the General Court in 1701, 1707, & 1708, for striking off a Number of Bills of Credit. The Chest was carried to Cape-Cod.
Nov. 12. The three Soldiers belonging to 14th Regiment, supposed to have been drowned by the oversetting of a Canoe at the Edge of the Channel at the South Part of the Town, (as mentioned in last Thursday's Paper) we hear got safe ashore at Dorchester Neck by wading over the Flats, it being near low water.
Captain Cain, who is arrived at Philadelphia from Londonderry, on the 21st of last Month, in Lat. 39. Long. 69. tell in with the Brig Peggy and Hannah, Capt. Benjamin Mayo, bound from Surinam to this Place, who the Day before sprung a Leak in a very hard Gale of Wind; and notwithstanding both Pumps were kept constantly going, the Water gained on them so fast, that the Vessel was then half full, and there being no probability of carrying here into any Port, Captain Cain took the People on board and brought them to Philadelphia with him.
Last Saturday arrived Captain Adamson from Surinam, and informs, that on Sunday Afternoon the 21st ult. a Day or two before he got into the Vineyard, he saw the above Brig, having out a Signal of Distress, but upon his coming up with her could perceive no Person on board, and as she appeared then to be near full of water he imagined she must have sunk soon after he left her.
PORTSMOUTH, November 16.
We hear from Rye, that the Day before the Storm on the 22d of last Month, there went out from that Town two Kissing Schooners, which were seen off in the Bay about Sun-set, and they have not been heard of since, and there is no Hopes but they are lost.—There was on board one Schooner, six Men and two Boys; the Men's Names were, John Sanders and John Sanders, junr. Son of John Sanders, John Yeaton, William Thomas, and two others, with the two Lads. On board the other, were Samuel Sanders, Joshua Foss, and Samuel Sanders, with two Boys.—They have left six sorrowful Widows, and a Number of Fatherless Children.
John Noble,
Hereby informs the Public, that he has resigned the Stage Coach and Post Chaise, (one of which weekly proceeds to Boston) to Mr. Benjamin Hart, and now Rides on Horse Back, as Post, and sets out every Friday at Eleven o'Clock from the Post-Office in Portsmouth, and proceeds with all possible Dispatch to Boston, and returns by the next Wednesday Noon; from which Time till Friday again, he may be spoke with at his House in a Cross Street, leading from Mason's Corner, towards Mr. Levin's Mills.
THIS is earnestly to desire ALL Customers of the New Hampshire Gazette, &c. who receive them by the Southern, Eastern or Western Posts, to pay their respective Balances.—And as a new Post commenc'd Riding to Boston the 8th of Nov. and insists on being punctually paid for every Paper he carries, and the treatment the Printers receives from the most of the Customers on that Road, does by no Means in title them to expect we shall engage it for them, as the greater Part of those Customers have not of late Years been generous enough to furnish us with Cash sufficient to purchase the Paper—'Tis therefore expected of those who are desirous of continuing this Paper, that they not only clear off their old Arrearages, but send the advance Pay for the future, (which is the Custom at Boston, New York, &c.) so long as they shall incline to take the same; in which Case they may depend on being regularly supplied therewith; otherwise (excepting some few, whose former punctual Pay will entitle them to future Credit) must not expect to receive many more Papers.
The Eastern Customers for this Paper are desired to be expeditious in sending pay for the same, by the Post or otherwise, and the Advance for another Year, or we shall certainly give those Accounts of long standing to an Attorney. They, and all the other Customers are desired to be particular in insisting on having a Receipt brought them signed by the Printers, by the same Person they send Cash with, otherwise it is impossible to keep the Books in order, and prevent their paying (what some call) twice.
CHOICE NEW Philadelphia Flour, Ship Bread, Burlington Pork, Bar Iron, Pitch, Tar, and Turpentine. Also, a few Barrels of Muscovado SUGAR, Just imported, and to be Sold by
John Evans,
At his Store on the Long-Wharfe.
This Day Publish'd
And Sold at the Printing-Office in Portsmouth and at the Post-Office in Newbury-Port. THE Rev. Jonathan Parsons's SERMON, from Phil. I. 21. For me to live is Christ, and to die is Gain—A most celebrated Discourse on the Death of the Rev. and renown'd GEORGE WHITEFIELD, Chaplain to the Countess of Huntington, &c. &c. who died suddenly of a Fit of the Asthma, at Newbury, the 30th of Sept. 1770.—To which is added a Dedication to the Right Honourable the Countess of Huntington,—with an Account of the Funeral, and the Speech at the Grave.
Price one Pisteen.
** The Author of the foregoing Discourse says of Mr. Whitefield, "Since my first Acquaintance with him, which is about 30 Years ago, I have highly esteem'd him as an excellent Christian, and an eminent Minister of the Gospel—I often considered him as an Angel flying thro' the midst of Heaven, with the everlasting Gospel, to preach unto them that dwell on the Earth, for he preached the uncorrupted Word of God, and gave solemn Warnings against all Corruptions of the Gospel of Christ—When he came the first Time to Boston, the venerable Dr. Colman condescended to write me, that "the wonderful Man was come, and they had had a Week of Sabbaths—that his Zeal for Christ was extraordinary, and yet he recommended himself to his many thousands and Hearers, by his Engagedness for Holiness and Souls"—His Popularity exceeded all that ever I knew—His Delivery and entertaining Method was so inviting to the last, that it would command the Attention of the vast Multitudes of his Hearers—He had something so peculiar in his Manner, expressive of Sincerity in all he delivered, that it constrained the most abandoned to think he believed what he said was not only true, but of the last Importance to Souls;—The last Sermon that he preached, tho' under the Disadvantage of a Stage in the open Air, was delivered with such Clearness, Pathos and Eloquence, as to please and surprize the surrounding Thousands—And as he had been confirmed by the Grace of God, many Years before, and had been waiting and hoping for his last Change, he then declared that he hoped it was the last Time he should ever preach. Doubtless he then had such clear Views of the Blessedness of open Vision, and the compleat Fruition of God in Christ, that he felt the Pleasures of Heaven in his raptur'd Soul, which made his Countenance shine like the unclouded Sun.—
But O— the Grief!—
"Heaven has recall'd his Envoy from our Eyes, Hence Deluges of sorrow rise, Nor hope the impossible Relief."
WATTS.
Province of New Hampshire, ff. Canaan, Nov. 1, 1770.
The Proprietors of Canaan, are hereby Notified, that their Rights are assessed to the amount of Four Pounds, four Pence, half penny, and that they pay the same to me the Subscriber on the 30th of this Instant November at the Dwelling House of Mr. Thomas Wells, Innholder in Colchester, in the Colony of Connecticut, at ten o'Clock in the Forenoon, or their Rights will be advertised for Sale.
per GEORGE HARRIS, Prop's Collector
Province of New Hampshire, ff. Canaan, Nov. 1.
The Proprietors of said Canaan, are hereby Notified, that their Rights are assessed to the amount of Three Pounds, Two Shillings and Four Pence, Lawful Money, and that they pay the same to me the Subscriber, on the 20th of this Instant November at the Dwelling House of Mr. Thomas Wells, Innholder in Colchester in the Colony of Connecticut, at 10 o'Clock in the Forenoon, or their Rights will be advertised for Sale.
per JED. HEBBARD, Prop's Collector.
CUSTOM-HOUSE, Piscataqua, November 15.
   Inward Entries, FROM.     Brig Merriam, Joseph Noyes, Guadaloup.   Brig Nathaniel, Samuel Newall, Ditto.   Sloop Hannah, Abner Lowell, St. Lucia.   Outward Bound, FOR.   Brig Shellaly, Pearce Long, West-Indies.   Brig Betsey, Samuel Haynes, Ditto.   Brig Elizabeth, Mendum Janvrin, Ditto.   Brig Success, Daniel Jackson, Ditto.   Schooner Sally, Joseph Mead, Ditto.   Ship Brutus, William Clark, Ditto.   Ship Cesar, George Rolland, Ditto.   Clear'd for Departure, FOR.   Brig Diamond, William Vennard, West-Indies.   Sloop Sally, Nathaniel Nowell, Ditto.   Schooner Hawke, Jonathan Jewett, Ditto.   Schooner True Briton, John Hill, Ditto.   Schooner Adventure, John Buntin, Coast of Africa.   Schooner Success, Thomas Newman, Maryland.   Schooner True Briton, John Benfon, Great-Briton.  
A Wet Nurse is wanted;
Enquire of the Printers.

A summary of the trial of John Taylor, (Serjeant in the Pi- th , or Royal Scots, Regiment of Foot,) at Guildford, August 1, before Sir, Sidney Stafford Smythe, one of the Barons of the Exchequer, for the murder of Mr. James Smith; taken by a Gentleman present.
THE witness produced in favour of the prosecution was asked, "Sir, do you know how to hold a pint pot?" Yes, said the witness. Then the Council, stretching out his arm, said, "Did not you, at the Wheatsheaf, and in Company with the prisoner, hold out your arm thus, and say, Here is damnation to all Scots, and damnation to them who will not drink it? " Being answered in the affirmative, the Judge said, "Turn the fellow out of the Court; I will admit no such evidence?" This done a woman appeared; but it being objected to her that she had frequently sworn she would hang the prisoner, her evidence was refused likewise. Three other witnesses was examined, but none of them swearing any thing to effect the prisoner's life, it was tho' needless to bring any exculpatory proof.
The first witness examined was James Edwards, a coachman to the deceased, who deposed, That being at the Wheatsheaf near the Turnpike, on the Surry side of West minster Bridge, about nine o'clock, in the evening, some time in the beginning of October last, drinking a pint of beer with one Pepper, his fellow servant, in the common tap room, the prisoner in company, with another soldier and a gardener, all Scotsmen, came in, and called for a pot of beer; and some words and disputes arising between them the Deponent in a low voice observed to his companion Pepper, that they seemed to be all of them Lord Bute's countrymen: which words being overheard by the Serjeant, he jumped from his seat, and said, "D—n your bluds, what is that you say about Lord Bute and his countrymen? Did you ever know any harm by the Scots?" "No said Edwards, nor no good." The Serjeant replied, "Did not the Scots fight the savages in America, and subdue them?" Edwards said, "That it was very fit that one savage should fight another?" upon which the Serjeant struck Edwards on the side of his head, with a small cane; and the Gardner likewise struck him a terrible blow with his fist; the Deponent being fearful more harm might ensue, ran out of the top room down into the yard, with a view to call in another fellow servant, one Brook, to his assistance, who being busy about his horse, did not come immediately to his aid; however, he returned back again, and on coming into the passage leading from the yard to the tap room, he observed his master, the deceased, having the prisoner either by the arm, or collar, he could not be positive which, endeavouring to turn him out of the house, which he accomplished, and then quitted his hold; on this he observed the Serjeant immediately to draw his sword, and making a lunge, ran his master Mr. Smith, into the belly, and then took to his heels, and ran away; and on hearing Mr. Smith calling out, "Stop the villain, he has stabbed me," the Deponent and several others pursued him about 40 yards, took him, and brought him back to the house.
The next witness examined was William Forrest, a coach liner who was drinking a pint of beer: and with Edwards, Pepper, and the Scotsmen, before mentioned, were the only persons present in the said tap-room, who entirely confirmed the evidence of Edwards, to the minutest particulars as to the words, blows, &c: &c. with the following additional circumstances; that while Edwards was gone into the yard, the Scotsmen kept up such a wrangling, and made such an uproar, that Mr. Smith, who lived in the back part of the house came into the tap room, being so desired by Mrs. Sabine, (whose husband rented the tap of Mr. Smith,) in order that he might put a stop to the noise and confusion made by the Serjeant and his companions; Mr. Smith on his entering the room, enquired into the occasion of the disturbance: the Serjeant replied, "D—n your fat guts, what is that to you, are you Landlord of the house?" Mr. Smith answered, "He was not a Landlord, but Master of the house," and very civilly requested of them to pay their reckoning, and go quietly out of the house; the Serjeant then made use of many abusive words, declared he would not see his countrymen ill used, and said, "He would as soon kill an Englishman, as eat a mess of crowdie." Mr. Smith then said to the Serjeant, "So, friend because you wear a red coat on your back, you think you have a right to come into people's houses, and abuse them as you please!" The Serjeant replying in a very impudent and abusive manner, Mr. Smith took him by the shoulder or collar, and pushed him out of the drinking room into the passage, when he, the deponent, lost sight of them both; but in a very short space of time he heard Mr. Smith cry out, "Stop the villain! he has stabbed me;" and on Mr. Smith's return into the room he unbuttoned his waistcoat, and pulled up his shirt, when the blood spouted from the wound in a most terrible manner.
The next witness, was one John Grundy, a Taylor who deposed, that he was coming by the door at the time the affair happened, going home to his own house in the Upper Marsh, and hearing a great noise, he stopped, and saw Mr. Smith & the Serjeant in the passage; that the former had the latter either by the arm or col-
lar and pushed him out of doors, saying, that "he would be master of his own house;" that the Serjeant then drew his sword instantly, and stamping with his foot, made a very furious lunge and ran his sword into Mr. Smith's body, making use of this expression, "There, d—mn you!" and run away immediately; that he, (the said deponent) pursued him, with some more persons, near 40 yards, and helped to take him, and bring him back again to the house.
Two or three more witnesses were examined, who gave their evidence to the above purport; and one of them, whose name was Joseph Brooks (a servant likewise to Mr. Smith) deposed, that on his Master turning the Serjeant out, he saw him draw his sword, and was so exact in his evidence as to depose, that he saw the sword go into his Master's belly.
After the trial had lasted about 4 hours, the Judge summed up the evidence, with candor & impartiality, and gave charge to the Jury, he observed, "Reflections upon countries were really horrid in themselves, and such as he, from the bottom of his heart, detested and abhorred: there is, continued he, no Scotman nor Englishman ; we are all Britons , the subjects of the same prince, and under the protection of the same government; the inhabitants of North-Briton have sought our battles and prevailed; let national prejudices be exploded, every Scotman is an Englishman , and every Englishman is a Scotman : this is the sense of the Treaty of Union."
The Jury consulted together half an hour, without going out of Court, when the Foreman gave in their verdict, "Guilty of Murder;" But the Judge seemed much surprized and said, "You are wrong; it is not Murder, only Manslaughter:" On which the Jury, after some hesitation, and being confused, agreed that it should be Special.
Immediately after the above circumstance, Mr. Jasper Smith, a near relation of the deceased, asked a Counsellor present, whether he might be permitted to propose a question? The Judge immediately enquired the person's name, and desired him to walk forward, which he did. After making a handsome apology, he said, he hoped there was no harm in his speaking; to which his Lordship answered, No: Mr. Smith then observed, that he was much surprized at such a transaction, and asked whether it was usual, after a Jury had brought in a solemn verdict, to have it cancelled? That he always understood, that after a verdict was brought in by a Jury, it was decisive and final; And further said, "If this is to be the case, I think Juries to be entirely useless and unnecessary. His Lordship made no reply, and every person in Court seemed pleased with Mr. Smith's decent and spirited behaviour.
Just Publish'd And Sold by the Printers hereof, Mr. MACCLINTOCKS
SERMON, wherein the Artificers of Deceivers are Detected, and Christians warned against them.
Cash, or English-Goods given for good POT ASH, and FLAX-SEED, at the Store of JAMES M c MASTER's, & Co. on Spring Hill.
N. B. Gentlemen and Ladies that are desirous of persevering us with their Custom, at the above mentioned Place, shall be supplied upon reasonable Terms.
Just Imported from LONDON, by JOSEPH TILTON, And to be Sold at his Shop in Exeter, a compleat and general Assortment of the best Drugs and Medicines, viz.
Stoughton's and Daffies Elixir, Walker's Jesuits Drops, Lockyer's Pills, Turlenton's original Balsam, British Oil, Bateman's Pectoral, &c. Court Plaisters, with Groceries, such as, Cloves, Cinnamon, Mace and Nutmegs, Allum, Coppers, Log Wood, Red Ditto, Ginger, Brimstone, Sulphur, Stone Blue, Indigo, Salt Petre, Pepper, fresh Turkey Figs, Currants and Raisins, Oatmeal, Virdegreafe, Ladies Bosom-Bottles, Cupping Glasses, Lancets, Scales and Weights, Surgeons Needles, Hatt Cafe, Sweet Oyl. Likewise Linseed Oyl, and Painters Colors of all Kinds, cheaper than can be bought in this Government for CASH; also a few Stone Juggs.
N. B. Any Gentleman Practitioner, may be served with Dispatch, and their Medicines well secured, by Letter as well as if present:
Chichester.
THIS is to give NOTICE to the Delinquent Proprietors of Chichester, in the Province of New Hampshire, that unless they pay a Tax of Twelve Shillings, Lawful Money to me the Subscriber, at Rye, by the Twenty fifth Day of November next, their Lands will be exposed to Public Sale, per Samuel Jenness, Collector.
N. B. There are several Proprietors that have not paid their former Taxes, exclusive of the above. Rye, October 25 th . 1770.
TO BE SOLD BY Joseph Bais,
At his SHOP next Door to the Printing-Office, the following GOODS, CHEAP for CASH. BED QUILTS; Ruggs; English and Scotch Bed Ticks; crimson and green Harrateens; crimson, yellow, green and blue Chaney's; Furniture Checks, and none-to pritties of all colours; green and blue Lincey Woolsey; Worsted and mixt Cord and Tossells of all colours, for Window Curtains; Worsted and Silk Laces of all kinds for Beds; Sea-Beds; Mattresses; Crewills; Threads; Worsted Patterns; Ladies Hair Combs; Needles; Seives, and Seive Bottoms; Shoe and Brass Nails; Pewter Cans, Quarts, Pints, Bacons and Porringers; Red and Logwood; Allum; WEST INDIA RUM, and CORDIALS of all Sorts; American Grindstones of all Sizes; handsome Jappan'd Bread Baskets; Chip Bennets; Oz-nabrigs; color'd Tapes; Cards; best Roman Violin Strings; Silk and Linnen Handkerchiefs; Quality Bindings; Stone and Silver Sieve Buttons; short Pipes; Choice Cheshire and Gloucester CHEESE, with a Variety of other ARTICLES, &c &c &c.
WHEREAS the Proprietors of MIDDLETOWN, have been duly notified according to Law, that TAXES have from Time to Time been laid for clearing Roads, building Mills &c. in said Town—Notwithstanding which, many have neglected—Therefore the Collector is obliged to give Notice, that on Monday 19 th of November will be sold at Public Vendus so much of each delinquents Right, as shall be sufficient to pay said Taxes with all charges, at the House of Mr. Ephraim Hanson, Innholder in Dover, at Ten o'Clock A. M.—The delinquents are, as follows, in Lawful Money, viz.
   Joseph Wentworth, £. s. d.    Isaac Hanson, junr. 10 0 0  Ebenezer Varney, 10 0 0  Jonathan Merrow, 1 2 0  William Horn, 3 13 0  Ebenezer Wier, 7 3 0  Joseph Hanson, 10 0 0  Ebenezer Young, 10 0 0  Thomas Varney, 10 0 0  Benjamin Stanton, 4 8 0  Love Roberts, 3 7 0  Jonathan Gage, 5 0 0  James Guppy, junr. 8 16 0  James Clements, 10 0 0  Noah Cross, 10 0 0  Nathaniel Varney, 10 0 0  Isaac Watson, 10 0 0  Nathaniel Young, 4 3 0  Benjamin Evans, 5 10 0  Joseph Corner, 5 0 0  Thomas Roberts, junr. 10 0 0  Nathaniel Hanson, 10 0 0  Mark Wallingford, 6 14 0  John Hall, 10 0 0  Timothy Hanson, junr. 3 16 0  Benjamin Wentworth, 10 0 0  Samuel Clements, 3 14 6  Trustram Coffin, 10 0 0  John Peirl, junr. 10 0 0  Andrew Marshall, 10 0 0  Richard Gooding, 10 0 0  John Kelle, 10 0 0  Slevanious Hussey, 10 0 0  
CHARLES BAKER, Collector:
Somersworth, October 27, 1770.
Choice LOAF SUGAR, as usual, TO BE SOLD BY
William Torrey,
AT the Sugar-House:—ALSO Molasses by the Hoghead or smaller Quantity.—for Cash only.
Christopher Faxon,
Hereby Notifies his Customers, and all others, who may favour him with their Custom, that he continues to carry on the Taylor's Business at his Shop at the Corner, between Doctor Cutter's and the Prison. Said Faxon will work very cheap for Cash or other good Pay. For a plain Suit of Cloaths sixteen Shillings Lawful Money, and other Work agreeable thereto.
A Large Red Roan Mare,
was stolen out of a Field belonging to John Banfield of Nottingham, on the 28 th of August, about 15 Hands high, Paces and Trots well, with one white hind Foot, six Years old: Whoever takes up said Mare, so that the Subscriber may have her again, and the Thief or Thieves discovered, so as to be brought to Justice and convicted, shall have Three DOLLARS Reward, and all necessary Charges paid by John Banfield.