corpse might be conveyed to the village of Clinton, for burial. Divine service was attended at the Meeting-house, at Clinton, on Wednesday, at two o'Clock, P. M. an address was made to the Indians, by the Rev. Dr. Backus, President of Hamilton College, which was interpreted by Judge Dean, of Westmoreland. Prayer was then offered, and appropriate psalms sung. After service, the concourse which had assembled from respect to the deceased Chief, from the singularity of the occasion, moved to the grave in the following order; After interment, the only surviving son of the deceased, self-moved, returned thanks through Judge Dean, as interpret ter, to the people for the respect shewn to his father on the occasion, and to Mrs. Kirkland and family, for their kind and friendly intentions. Skenandon's person was tall and brawny, but well made; his countenance L L was intelligent, and beamed with all the indigenous dignity of an Indian Chief. In In his youth he was a brave intrepid warrior, and in his riper years, one of the ablest counsellors among the North American tribes. He possessed a strong and vigo rous mind; and though terrible as the tornado in war, he was bland and mild as the zephyr in peace. With the cunning of the fox, the hungry perseverance of the wolf, and the agility of the mountain cat, he watched and repelled Canadian invaders. His vigilance once preserved from massacre, the inhabitants of the infant settlement of German-flats. His influence brought his tribe to our assistance in the war of the revolution. How many of the living and the dead, have been saved from the tomahawk and scalping knife, by his friendly aid, is not known; but individuals and villages have expressed gratitude for his benevolent interpositions: and among the Indian tribes, he was distinguished by the appellation of the White man's Friend. Although he could speak but little English, and, in his extreme old age, was blind, yet his company was sought after. In conversation, he was highly decorous, evincing that he had profited by seeing civilized, and polished society, and by mingling with good company in his better days. To a friend, who called on him a short time since, he thus expressed himself by an interpreter : "I am an aged hemlock-the winds of an hundred winters have whistled through my branches; I am dead at the top. The generation to which I belonged, have run away and left me; why I live, the Great Good Spirit only knows. Pray to my Jesus, that I may have patience to wait for my appointed time to die. " Honoured Chief! his prayer was answered, he was cheerful and obedient to the last. For several years, he kept his dress for the grave prepared. Once again, and again, and again, he came to Clinton to die, longing that his soul might be with Christ, and his body in the narrow house, near his beloved christian teacher. REFLECTIONS. "While the ambitious but vulgar great, look principally to sculptured monuments, and to niches in the temple of earthly fame, Shenandon, in the spirit of the only real nobility, stood with his lions girded, waiting the coming of his Lord. His Lord has come! and the day approaches when the green hillock that; covers his dust, will be more respected than the pyramids, the mausoleum, and the pantheons of the proud and imperious. His simple turf and stone, will be viewed with affection and veneration; when their taudry ornaments of human apotheosis,, shall awaken only pity and disgust. "Indulge my native land, indulge the tear, Evangelical Magazinė, 1816. THE FRENCH DREAMER. Dear Sir, The truth of the following anecdote may be depended upon, and as it shews the incessant and watchful care of providence over a chastened heir of glory, and that at a time of unfathomable and complicated distress, it may contribute, if publickly known, to encourage some of the tried saints of God to confide in him, in their journey through this world to a better. I remain, Respectfully and affectionately, yours, ROBERT MILLER. To the Editor of the Captain Harris was taken prisoner in the last war, and carried to Dunkirk. During his imprisonment, he was observed to be much depressed in mind, and in general, very pensive and thoughtful.And when an order came from the French Government to remove the prisoners to Versailes, (a distance of more than 200 miles up the country) his anxiety and perplexity seemed to be much increased. Being of a very reserved disposition, he kept his troubles to himself. They therefore preyed incessantly upon his spirits. But a morning or two before they marched to Versailes, a Frenchman came into the prison, and made the following remarkable declaration. "There is some person, in this prison, in great distress of mind for want of money. Who it is I know not t; the moment I see him, I shall know him,for his person and circumstances were so impressed on my mind in a dream last. night, that I cannot be mistaken!" The |