there was no choice but immediate flight. He attempted to escape roued the kill, but was perceived and hotly pursued by the hostile Indians and a few of the fleetost of the English. Finding the swiftest parsuer close upon His heels, he threw off, first his blanket, then his silverlacol ost sad belt of peas, by which his enemies knew bim to be Cason het, and redoubled the eagerness of

At longta, in dashing through the river, his foot slipped apon a stone, and he fell so deep as to wet his gun. This armident so struck hire with despair, that, as he afterwards confessed, his heart and his bowels turned within him. end he nd he became like a rotten stick, void of

To such a degree was be unnerved, that, being seize by & Pernod Indian within a short distance of the river. be made to resistance, though a man of great vigor of Erly sul boldness of heart But on being toade prisoner the whole pride of his spirit arose within him; and from, that moment, we find, in the anodotes given by bis enemies, nothing but repeated flushes of elevated and prince-ke heroisma. Being questioned by one of the English who first came up with him, and who had not attained his twenty-second you. the proud-hearted war rior, locking with lofty contempt apon his youthful cou tenance, replied,

stand matters

se-bim wil

-you cannot under

Though repeated offers were made to him of his life, on condition of submitting with his nation to the English, yet he rejected them with disdain, and refused to send any proposals of the kind to the great body of his subjects; saying, that he knew none of them would comply. Being reproached with his breach of faith towards the whites; his boast that he would not deliver up a Wampanoag nor the paring of a Wampanoag's nail; and his threat that he would burn the English alive in their houses; he disdained to justify himself, haughtily answering that others were as forward for the war as himself, and "he desired to hear no more thereof."

So noble and unshaken a spirit, so true a fidelity to his cause and his friend, might have touched the feelings of the generous and the brave; but Canonchet was an Indian; a being towards whom war had no courtesy, humanity no law, religion no compassion - he was condemned to die. The last words of him that are recorded, are worthy the greatness of his soul. When sentence of death was passed upon him, he observed "that he liked it well, for he should die before his heart was soft, or he had spoken any thing unworthy of himself." His enemies gave him the death of a soldier, for he was shot at Stoningham, by three young Sachems of his own rank.

The defeat at the Narraganset fortress, and the death of Canonchet, were fatal blows to the fortunes of King Philip. He made an ineffectual attempt to raise a head