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Beyond Penn's Treaty

Jacob Lindley’s Account

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several Friends, merchants of the city, accompanied
us to the vessel, where the passengers and captain
were in a heat; but we kept down, and it blew over.
Capt Lansing told me afterwards with seriousness,
he did believe the storm was permitted in order to
give us time for the meeting.

About midnight they weighed anchor, and stood
up the North river. Our progress was slow and te-
dious, which gave us opportunity to view the rug-
ged margin of that great water, which exhibited sub-
jects for awful contemplation. The rocks and moun-
tains rise from the water several hundred feet high;
on the tops of divers of which, are the remains of
fortifications made in the time of the late war; at
some of which places, bloody contests had been
held. We passed West Point, Fort Putnam, and
divers others on the tops of the highest hills, com-
manding the prospects of diSirent reaches of the
North river.


We passed a stream tumbling over the rocks
into the river, called the Buttermilk Falls — a good
seat for a mill. But the barren appearance of the
banks, with the prospect of the divers dark habita-
tions of death and destruction, brought me into a
humbling sense of the excellency of that holy reli-
gion, which breathes peace on earth and good will
to men. The situation of these strong holds on the
tops and peaks of mountains, perhaps three or four
hundred feet high, were associated with ideas which
more strongly confirmed my mind in the approach
of that day, in which the King of kings will exalt
his holy mountain above them all.

Passed by New Windsor, New Marlborough, and
Barnagat. At the latter are many limekilns, which