contemplation and comparison, the mind is over-
whelmed with sorrow, at the idea of the atrocity
and darkness in which human nature may be in-
volved, by the unbounded thirst of gold.

I left S. P.'s hospitable roof
accompanied by his brother-in-law J. T. The
ground I travelled over this day was the scene of
much bloodshed during the revolutionary war; it
being that part of the country where the bat-
tle of Brandywine was fought. My companion
was present at the time, with several other
friends, who were led forth by the dictates of hu-
manity, in order to lend some assistance to the
poor wounded and dying soldiers, that lay scat-
tered over the fields, through an extent of several
miles. On this occasion friends meeting-house of
Birmingham was converted into an hospital, in
which many of the poor mangled creatures breathed
their last, and where many more suffered the am-
putation of their limbs, with many other pain-
ful operations concomitant with the carnage of
war. Amongst those who ended their earthly
course in this meeting-house, were several officers,
who were buried in friends burying ground. One
of them, a near connexion of the Duke of North-
umberland, was a young man of the name of
Percy, whose amiable and exemplary conduct
under his severe sufferings, had procured him the