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ness & has Rendered good Service to his Country but it is in Vain to Expect a Reward for any Good Deed in this World if the Reward is to Come from the Hands of Designing Men — There were about Eighty Prisoners brought into this Town yesterday taken from Long Island by a Party who went over & brought them off the [Point] agreeable Mr Joseph Chew is one of those Captives. Capt Benj Throop was one of the Captains in the Expedition & Little Joseph Lothrop of Norwich was in the Party, they Came up with the feelings and appeara[n]ce of Victors no Doubt they had Sensations of the Similar Kind that were had by Alexander the Great — I am at a Loss when I Shall Come home as I Cannot Conceive of the Assembly Rising this Week If you have spent your Money you must Try my Credit a few Days among Friends — My Love to the Children & Compliments to Capt Abel & other Friends and Good Wishes to Enemies, that they may become Friends — There is one Stone to be Executed here this Morning between the Hours of 8 & 10 for Conspiracy against his Country May God be Merciful to him — I am afraid he will Suffer too Much for his Crime, but am not his Judge if his own Account of his Case is True his Case is hard — I know not the Truth of what he says and Indeed Suspect it much — I am &c

Benj Huntington

Mrs Huntington

W. D. McCrackan, editor, The Huntington Letters (New York, 1897), 34-40.


164. "Columbia, Columbia to Glory Arise" (1777)
BY REVEREND TIMOTHY DWIGHT

Dwight was a graduate and tutor at Yale, later president of Yale. This song was written while he was acting as chaplain to the American army, in the campaign against Burgoyne. — Bibliography: Tyler, Literary History of the Revolution, II, 173-174

COLUMBIA, Columbia, to glory arise,
The queen of the world, and the child of the skies !
Thy genius commands thee ; with rapture behold,
While ages on ages thy splendors unfold.
Thy reign is the last, and the noblest of time,
Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime ;
Let the crimes of the east ne er encrimson thy name,
Be freedom, and science, and virtue thy fame.