The New Hampshire Gazette And Historical Chronicle

NEW-YORK, Aug. 8.

Since our last Advices have been received from the Detroit, of the 8th of July; and the following may be depended on as authentic.

The good Conduct of Major Gladwin, who commands at the Detroit, seconded by the spirited Behaviour of his whole Garrison, having baffled all the Schemes of the Indians, even before any Reinforcements arrived, the Savages seemed to sicken of their Attempts, and some had threatened to leave the others and go home, when the Letters came away; but those Letters discover such a continued Scene of Butcheries committed by the inhuman Villains as stagger Credulity, and are shocking to human Nature.

It appears that the Savages massacred all the Men of Lieut. Cuyler's Party, who fell in their Hands, on their Way to the Detroit; excepting three Men, who had Resolution enough, when they came within Sight of Detroit, to attack the Indians who were guarding them in the Boat: threw the Brutes overboard, and got safe into the Fort.

The Posts at Sandusky, Miamis, Michillimakinac, Ouiatanon and St. Joseph, are all cut off by Treachery, chiefly owing to the Savages having taken the Opportunity of Securing the Commanding Officers, when treating with them as Friends. The whole Garrison of Sandusky (excepting Ensign Pauli, the Commanding Officer, who made his Escape, and got safe into the Detroit) with all the Traders who were there, fell by the Hands of the Savages: The same Fate attended Ensign Holmes, at the Miamis, who was betrayed by a Squaw, that begged him to go 200 Yards, to bleed one that was dying, when he was shot by Indians, who way-laid him. The commanding Officer at Michillimakinac is Prisoner: but too many of his Garrison have suffered: All the Goods at those Places have fallen into the Hands of the Indians. Several of the Traders massacred: Ensign Schlosser, who commanded at St. Joseph, got Safe into the Detroit, but the Villains, who came as Friends, butchered every Man of the Garrison, excepting 3, and plundered the Fort. Lieut. Jenkins, who commanded at Ouiatanon, is carried to the Illinois; and 'tis feared his Garrison have met with no better Treatment than the others.-

Ensign Christie, who commanded at Presque Isle, and who was said to be killed, was carried by the Savages, with Part of his Garrison, to the Detroit.

On the 20th June, the Schooner arrived from Niagara, with a Reinforcement of Men, and a Fresh Supply of Ammunition and Provisions, and on the 14th July, Major Gladwin sent out a Party, who attacked some Indians, killed Three (One of whom was a Chief) and pursued them for some Distance; But soon after he had the Mortification, to learn that the Villains had Butchered Capt. Campbell, in the most shocking Manner: This Officer had been detained ever since he went out to treat with them; and there cannot be a stronger Proof of the Ingratitude of that brutal Race than in this Instance; for while Capt. Campbell commanded at the Detroit, he was remarkably hospitable to the several Tribes of Indians who came to that Post; and made it his constant Study to befriend them. The other Officer who accompanied Capt. Campbell, had the good Fortune to make his Escape, and was safe in the Fort when the Letters came away.

The Measures now taking, will we flatter ourselves, soon relieve the distressed Inhabitants on our back Settlements; for we are well assured that very formidable Reinforcements are on their Way to the upper Country, which will be employed not only in securing the several Posts for the future, but in taking such Revenge for the Butcheries committed by the Barbarians as shall be a lasting Monument of the Wrath of Injured Britons; and be sufficient to deter the Beasts from ever attempting the like hereafter.

Extract of a Letter from Fort Ontario, dated July 24, 1763.

By a Vessel arrived from Niagara Yesterday; and by some Traders from Detroit, who came Passengers in her, we are informed, that Major Gladwin, and his Garrison were well the 12th instant, and that he had only 1 Man killed, and 9 wounded, and that the Indians are going away; some of the Nations are very desirous to make Peace; all the Out-posts are cut off; the Garrison of Presque-Isle, were delivered up to Major Gladwin; at St. Joseph's, all the Men murdered except Ensign Slosser, and 3 Men, who are also given up to Major Gladwin; Lieut. Jenkins, with his Garrison, are sent to the Illinois, Ensign Holmes, killed: the Garrison of Michillimackinac were surprised; they sent in a Number of Squaws with short Guns under their Blankets, which they had cut off for that Purpose, and a Number of Indians playing at Ball round the Garrison. when at last the Ball was struck into the Fort and the whole push'd in and seized the Garrison. Capt. Etherington, and Lieut. Lesley, are Prisoners, the other Officers that was there, Lieut. Jamet, was killed, Capt. Campbell, was butcher'd in Revenge, of one of the Sachems Sons that was killed in a Skirmish at Detroit: they boil'd his Heart and eat it, made a Pouch of the Skin of his Arms; Lieut. Mc. Dougal, who was Prisoner with Capt. Campbell made his Escape with an Indian Trader two Days before.

They attack'd the Vessel the last Time she went to Detroit, but were beat off: they also attempted to burn her with Rafts. The Vessel that came from Detroit, saw Capt. Daggot 10 Miles beyond Presque-Isle; they gave him Information of a Number of Indians being on a Point in the River, 6 Miles from Detroit, which it is thought will stop him on an Island, till the Vessel comes up to escort him: his Detachment is about 200 Men. We found only the Major and Hill, with a few Men; Capt. Hopp, of the 17th with his Company, which consisted of about 15 Men, goes To-morrow: it is thought the French are at the Bottom of this Affair, very few gave Major Gladwin Assistance till the first small Reinforcement arrived from Niagara.--Our Traders are all Prisoners, none killed but them you heard of before.

Extract of a Letter from Fort Detroit, July 9.

You have heard long ago of our pleasant situation; but the storm is blown over. Was it not very agreeable to hear every day of cutting, carving, boiling and eating our companions! to see every day dead bodies floating down the river, mangled and disfigured, and Frenchmen daily coming into the fort, with long wry faces, telling us of most shocking designs to destroy us. But Britons, you know, never shrink; we always appeared gay, to spite the rascals: and our little handful of men were always in good spirits, and very healthy, and threshed the Nitches whenever they appeared.----They boiled and eat Sir Robert Davers, and made a tobacco pouch of the skin of Captain Campbell's arm.