the dangers of the sea, and the still greater
horrors of traversing a barbarian coast, in quest
of Freedom denied them on their native shore, the
modern cankerworms will, with the locusts and
other devourers which infested the nations of
old, be swept, with the besom of destruction, from
the face of the American World.

I hope my friend will not again be obliged to
leave her habitation for fear of the ravages of an
unnatural foe; yet I think we must expect
continual alarms through the summer, and happy
will it be for the British Empire, of which
America is a part, if this contest terminate then.
But, whether it be a season of war or the sunshine
of peace, whether in prosperity or affliction, be
assured Mrs. Lincoln has ever the best wishes of
her real friend,

MERCY WARREN.

REBECCA WILLIAMS.

One of the early adventurers in the Valley of Ohio River was Isaac
Williams. After he became a resident of the West, he explored its
recesses, traveling along the shores of the Mississippi to the turbid
waters of the Missouri. In 1775, he married a youthful widow, Rebecca
Martin, the daughter of Joseph Tomlinson, of Grave Creek. Her first
husband had been a trader with the Indians, and was killed in 1770. She
was born in 1754, on the banks of the Potomac, in Maryland, and removed
to Grave Creek with her father's family in the first year of her
widowhood. Since that time she had lived with her unmarried brothers,
keeping house for them, and would remain alone in their dwelling while
they were absent on hunting excursions. She was young and sprightly in
disposition, and had little knowledge of fear. In the spring of 1774,
she paid a visit to her sister, who had married a Mr. Baker, and resided
upon the banks of the Ohio, opposite Yellow Creek. It was soon after the
celebrated massacre of Logan's relatives at Baker's station. Rebecca
made her visit, and prepared to return home as she had come, in a canoe
alone, the distance being fifty miles. She left her sister's residence
in the afternoon, and paddled her canoe till dark. Then, knowing that
the moon would rise at a certain hour, she neared the land, leaped on
shore, and fastened her craft to some willows that drooped their boughs
over the water. She sought shelter in a