‘  the shore. By the aid of a willow limb which overhung the river, she and the lad saved themselves. She took up her babe unharmed. As she was wandering in the woods, without guide or path, she saw the smoke from an Indian hut, and on going to it found there an Indian1 who knew her father. He entertained her with his best words and deeds, and the next morning conducted her safely to her father's.’This babe was the father of William Lloyd Garrison. It was not quite three years old when the progress of revolt in the colonies had infected the New England settlers on the St. John, and impelled them to a manifesto antedating the Declaration of Independence, imbued with the same spirit, ‘and, considering their insulated locality, and the vicinity to the old and 2 wellfortified towns in possession of an English army and navy, . . . remarkably old.’
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