Being invited by one of the
proprietors, I accompanied him to the ruins of
the
powder mill which was yesterday destroyed; when
I saw the remains
of the poor man, who had lost
his life by the explosion. His whole
appearance
was too shocking to be described. The afflicted
widow, who
was a young woman, and several
small children, stood weeping round him.
This afternoon I spent at
R. J.'s. Whilst here, a drove of cows passed by
on
their way to Philadelphia market; one of them a
handsome looking
heifer, with a fine calf by her
side, attracting R. J.'s attention, he
bought them
both for 3l. 12s.
I had the company of R. J.
to tea this afternoon, who presented me with
an
account of a most extraordinary persecution that
was carried on in
the year 1763, against the last re-
maining part of a particular tribe of
Inndians.
This tribe, from their residing at Conestoga, were
called
the Conestoga Indians
of the English in Pennsylvania, they sent messengers
to welcome them, with presents of venison, corn,
and skins; and entered into a treaty of friendship
with William Penn. This treaty had been since
frequently confirmed, and had never been violated,
either on the part of the Indians or the English,
until the time that these cruel transactions took