[Bars Fight, August 25, 1746, in] Negro Slavery in Old Deerfield Lucy Terry Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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[ Bars Fight , August 25 , 1746 , in ] Negro Slavery in Old Deerfield

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“ August 'twas the twenty-fifth Seventeen hundred forty-six The Indians did in ambush lay Some very valient men to slay The names of whom I'll not leave out Samuel Allen like a hero fout And though he was so brave and bold His face no more shall we behold Eleazer Hawks was killed outright Before he had time to fight Before he did the Indians see Was shot and killed immediately Oliver Amsden he was slain Which caused his friends much grief and pain Simeon Amsden they found dead Not many rods off from his head . Adonijah Gillet , we do hear Did lose his life which was so dear John Saddler fled across the water And so escaped the dreadful slaughter Eunice Allen see the Indians comeing And hoped to save herself by running And had not her petticoats stopt her The awful creatures had not cotched her And tommyhawked her on the head And left her on the ground for dead . Young Samuel Allen , Oh ! lack-a-day Was taken and carried to Canada . ”