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sent with the king's commission to demolish the property of the neutrals, and to expel them, without exception, from the province. Colonel Winslow deeply regretted that he should be employed in this cruel service. He knew, so he said, that they were of “the same species” with himself, and “it was disagreeable to his make and temper” to inflict pain. His first measure, on landing at Grand Pré, was to make prisoners of several hundreds of the most considerable of the men of the settlement. “In consequence of their earnest entreaties, the prisoners were permitted, ten at a time, to return to visit their wretched families, and to look, for the last time, upon their beautiful fields, and their loved and lost homes."
These unhappy men bore their misfortune with firmness until they were ordered on board the transport ship, many to be dispersed among people in the British provinces, whose customs, language, and religion were opposed to all they held dear and sacred.
On the 10th of September, the prisoners were drawn up six deep; and the young men, one hundred and sixty in number, were ordered to go on board the vessels. They refused to do so, unless their families were permitted to accompany them: this was denied, and the soldiers were ordered to advance upon them with bayonets fixed. The prisoners were thus forcibly driven towards the ships.
The road from the chapel to the shore was crowded with women and children, who, on their knees, and with eyes and hands raised to heaven, entreated blessings on their young friends, so unmercifully torn from them. Some of the latter broke out into bitter lamentations ; others prayed aloud ; and another portion sang mournful hymns, as they took their way to the ships. The seniors formed another detachment, and their departure occasioned a similar scene of distress. Other vessels arrived, and their wives and children followed. Their dwellings were burnt before their eyes, and the work of destruction was complete. Desolate and depopulated was the beautiful tract they had occupied : their homes lay smoking in ruins; the cattle, abandoned by their protectors, assembled about the forsaken dwelling-places, anxiously seeking their wonted masters; and all night long, the faithful watch-dogs
THE SEA HATH ITS PEARLS.
FROM THE GERMAN OF HEINRICH HEINE.
The sea hath its pearls,
The heaven hath its stars ; But my heart, my heart,
My heart hath its love.
Great are the sea and the heaven ;
Yet greater is my heart,
Flashes and beams my love.
Thou little, youthful maiden,
Come unto my great heart; My heart, and the sea, and the heaven
Are melting away with love!
FROM THE SINNGEDICHTE OF FRIEDRICH VON LOGAU.
WHEREUNTO is money good ?
THE BEST MEDICINES.
Joy and temperance and repose
Man-like is it to fall into sin,
POVERTY AND BLINDNESS.
A blind man is a poor man, and blind a poor man is; For the former seeth no man, and the latter no man
LAW OF LIFE.
Live I, so live I,
Lutheran, Popish, Calvinistic, all these creeds and
doctrines three Extant are ; but still the doubt is, where Christianity
THE RESTLESS HEART.
A millstone and the human heart are driven ever
round; If they have nothing else to grind, they must them
selves be ground.
Whilom love was like a fire, and warmth and com
fort it bespoke; But, alas ! it now is quenched, and only bites us, like
ART AND TACT.
Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined ; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind
exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exact
ness grinds he all.
When by night the frogs are croaking, kindle but a
torch's fire, Ha ! how soon they all are silent! Thus truth si
lences the liar.