from the shore by flirting his handkerchief about his nose, his own former crew had laid handspikes ready, which they (at that instant) caught up, etc., so as Bland and Carver's men were amazed, and, yielded. Carver, seeing a hurly-burly on the ship's deck, would have gone away with his sloop, but having little wind and the ship threatening to sink him, he tamely came on board, where Bland and he with their party were laid in irons and in three or four days Carver was hanged on shore, which Sir Henry Chicheley, the first of the Council, then a prisoner (with divers other gentlemen) to Mr. Bacon, did afterwards exclaim against as a most rash and wicked act of the Governor, he (in particular) expecting to have been treated, by way of reprisal, as Bacon's friend Carver had been by the Governor. Mr. Bacon now returns from his last expedition sick of a flux, without finding any enemy Indians, having not gone far by reason of the vexations behind him; nor had he one dry day in all his marches to and fro in the forest, whilst the plantations (not fifty miles distant) had a summer so dry as stinted the Indian-corn and tobacco, etc., which the people ascribed to the powwowings (i. e. the sorceries of the Indians). In awhile Bacon dies and was succeeded by his Lieutenant-Gen. Ingram, who had one Wakelet next in command under him, whereupon hastened over the Governor to York River, and with him they articled for themselves and whom else they could, and so all submitted and were pardoned, exempting those nominated and otherwise proscribed, in a proclamation of indemnity, the principal of whom were Lawrence and Drumond.

Mr. Bland was then a prisoner, having been taken with Carver, as before is noted, and in few days Mr. Drumond was brought in, when the Governor, being on board a ship, came immediately to shore and complimented him with the ironical sarcasm of a low bend, saying, "Mr. Drumond! you are very welcome; I am more glad to see you than any man in Virginia. Mr. Drumond, you shall be hanged in half an hour;" who answered, "What your Honor pleases;" and as soon as a council of war could meet, his sentence be dispatched and a gibbet erected (which took up near two hours) he was executed.

This Mr. Drumond was a sober Scotch gentleman of good repute, with whom I had not a particular acquaintance; nor do I know the cause of that rancor his Honor had against him, other than his pretensions in common for the public, but meeting him by accident the morning I left the town, I advised him to be very wary, for he saw the Governor had put a brand upon him. He, gravely expressing my name, answered, "I am in over shoes, I will be over boots," which I was sorry to hear, and left him.

The last account of Mr. Lawrence was from an uppermost plantation, whence he and four others, desperadoes, with horses, pistols, etc.,

marched away in a snow ankle-deep, who were thought to have cast themselves into a branch of some river, rather than to be treated like Drumond.

Bacon's body was so made away, as his bones were never found to be exposed on a gibbet as was purposed, stones being laid in his coffin, supposed to be done by Lawrence.

Near this time arrived a small fleet with a regiment from England, Sir John Berry, Admiral; Col. Herbert Jefferyes, commander of the land forces; and Col. Morrison, who had one year been a former Governor. There, all three joined in commission with or to Sir William Barclay, soon after when a general court and also an Assembly were held, where some of our former Assembly (with so many others) were put to death, divers whereof were persons of honest reputations and handsome estates, as that the Assembly petitioned the Governor to spill no more blood; and Mr. Presley, at his coming home, told me he believed the Governor would have hanged half the country if they had let him alone. The first was Mr. Bland, whose friends in England had procured his pardon to be sent over with the fleet, which he pleaded at his trial was in the Governor's pocket (though whether 't was so, or how it came there, I know not, yet did not hear 't was openly contradicted), but he was answered by Col. Morrison that he pleaded his pardon at sword's point, which was looked upon an odd sort of reply, and he was executed; as was talked, by private instructions from England, the Duke of York having sworn, "By God, Bacon and Bland should die."

The Governor went in the fleet to London (whether by command from his Majesty or spontaneous, I did not hear), leaving Col. Jefferyes in his place, and by next shipping came back a person who waited on his Honor in his voyage (and until his death), from whom a report was whispered about, that the King did say, "That old fool has hanged more men in that naked country than he had done for the murder of his father;" whereof the Governor hearing died soon after, without having seen his Majesty:- which shuts up this tragedy.

Peter Folger.

BORN in Norwich, England, 1618. DIED at Nantucket, Mass., 1690.

Sure 't is not chiefly for those sins, that magistrates do name,

And make good laws for to suppress, and execute the same.

But 'tis for that same crying sin,

that rulers will not own, And that whereby much cruelty

to brethren hath been shown.

The sin of persecution

such laws established,

By which laws they have gone so far

as blood hath touched blood.

It is now forty years ago,

since some of them were made,

Which was the ground and rise of all the persecuting trade.

Then many worthy persons were banished to the woods,

Where they among the natives did, lose their most precious bloods.

And since that, many godly men, have been to prison sent,

They have been fined, and whipped also,

and suffered banishment.

The cause of this their suffering

was not for any sin,

But for the witness that they bare

against babe sprinkling.

Of later time there hath been some

men come into this land,

To warn the rulers of their sins

as I do understand.

They call on all, both great and small,

to fear God and repent;

And for their testimonies thus

they suffer a punishment.

Yea some of them they did affirm, that they were sent of God,

To testify to great and small that God would send his rod

Against those colonies, because

they did make laws not good; And if those laws were not repeal'd the end would be in blood.

And though that these were harmless men,

and did no hurt to any,

But lived well like honest men,

as testified by many;

Yet did these laws entrap them so,

that they were put to death,— And could not have the liberty

to speak near their last breath.

But these men were, as I have heard, against our College men;

And this was, out of doubt to me, that which was most their sin.

They did reprove all hirelings, with a most sharp reproof,

Because they knew not how to preach
till sure of means enough.

Now to the sufferings of these men
I have but gave a hint;

Because that in George Bishop's book
you may see all in print.

Let Magistrates and ministers consider what they do:

Let them repeal those evil laws

and break those bands in two

Which have been made as traps and snares

to catch the innocents,

And whereby it has gone so far

to acts of violence.

I see you write yourselves in print, the Balm of Gilead;

Then do not act as if you were
like men that are half mad.

If you can heal the land, what is
the cause things are so bad?
I think instead of that, you make
the hearts of people sad.

Is this a time for you to press,

to draw the blood of those

That are your neighbors and your friends? as if you had no foes.

I would not have you for to think,

tho' I have wrote so much,

That I hereby do throw a stone at magistrates, as such.