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selves. In moonlight nights some Negros who<br />
had formerly belonged to a corps of Blacks taught<br />
their companions. The military exercise, behind<br />
the Cornfields, &amp; at <date>Christmas</date> when they<br />
have 2 holidays the infernal design was to<br />
have been executed, the signal for which was<br />
to be the firing of the evening gun at the<br />
fort. Providentially the plot was discovered<br />
a day or two before, &amp; their designs were<br />
frustrated. Nevertheless, as we were as poor<br />
defenceless sheep, 3 miles from any white peo-<br />
ple <emotion>we felt extremely heavy</emotion> on <date>Christmas-day</date>.<br />
The text for that day proved a great comfort to<br />
us, <abbr>viz</abbr>- &quot;God is my <sic>defence</sic>&nbsp; <corr>defense</corr>, &amp; the God of my<br />
mercies. So we proved it. In the following day,<br />
many were to ken up, tried &amp; executed of which<br />
we had a distant view from our windows.<br />
We were truly thankful that none of the Ne-<br />
gros who attended the preaching of the Gos-<br />
pel, were accomplicies in this plot. However<br />
the proprietors being now more suspicious<br />
of their Negroes going out in companies, our<br />
meetings were very thinly attended. Some few<br />
there were into whose hearts we could believe<br />
that the Gospel had guided entrance with<br />
power, &amp; that they were quickened unto<br />
eternal life: our conversations with these<br />
<emotion>cheered &amp; enlivened our hearts &amp; made us<br />
for this time forget all trouble.</emotion> Soon after