Unappeased by this act of submission, the officer, with still uplifted sword, demanded in an infuriated tone, "Say, God save the King!"

The devoted General, undaunted by his violence, only replied in a calm tone of dignity and courage, “God save us all!" "God save the King! Say, God save the King!" shouted the brutal leader, as he aimed the swift blows of his sabre at the defenseless head of the old Genral. The instinctive raising of his arm at this attack, was but to protect his head and face from the sabre cuts; and it was only when both were frightfully hacked, that he fell to the ground, without uttering other words than of regret that he had surrendered. The sanguinary ruffian would undoubtedly have completed his murderous design, in putting the General to death, had he not been prevented by another officer possessing more honor and humanity.

From the place where he fell Woodhull was removed a few feet, to the foot of a maple tree which grew near the hall door; and there, bleeding nearly to death, he lay until the troops, fearful of being intercepted by some of Woodhull's force, departed in as great haste as they had

come.

Gen. Woodhull, the blood still streaming from his wounds, was mounted behind one of the troopers, and hurried back to Jamaica. He was placed in Mrs. Hinchman's tavern; and although Drs. Ogden and Minema of that place waited upon him for the purpose of dressing his wounds, they were refused permission, and a British surgeon was directed to perform that service, which he did with much kindness and skill. The wounds on Wood

hull's person were ten in number-seven deep gashes on his arm, nearly severing it in more than one place from his body, and three on his head.

The fortitude with which Woodhull met his misfortune exhibits the repose of a mind prepared for all ills, by a consciousness of unblemished honor and fidelity to duty. During the evening, while lying in Hinchman's inn, and in great torture from his wounds, he was visited by Miss Cebra, at whose house he had probably lodged, and on her entrance said: "Madam, I understand you are Mrs. Robinson's sister," and, with his sound hand drawing a silver spoon from his pocket, he said: "Take this, Madam, and hand it back to Mrs. Robinson. She gave it to me some time ago, when I was about to take the field; 'For,' she said, 'I suppose you will not always have conveniences for eating when in camp."" Miss Cebra carefully preserved the General's hat, and for several years it was kept by his family as an evidence of the fierce blows which were inflicted upon him. His shirt sleeve was observed by the lady to be cut through in seven places. After such of the villagers as were permitted to see him had retired, he said to Mrs. Hinchman, "Don't leave me all night with these men;" to which the hostess replied, "You need not be uneasy about that, General; I shall not sleep this night." At some time during the night, or upon the next morning, he was removed to the old Presbyterian Stone Church, and confined there, with many other whigs who had been dragged from their homes.

On the twenty-ninth, Gen. Woodhull, in company with the rest of the Jamaica prisoners, was removed to the New

VIEW OF NEW UTRECHT CHURCH AND DE SILLE HOUSE, Used as Prison and Hospital after the Battle.

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Utrecht church, which, being a Dutch Presbyterian house of worship, was unceremoniously used as a prison. The inhumanity of his captors was carried to an extraordinary extent in his removal; for at first they insisted upon his walking to New Utrecht, with the other prisoners. Whitehead Hicks, a well-known gentleman of Jamaica, had previously offered the use of his carriage for the conveyance of the wounded General; but the kind offer was rejected, incredible as it may seem, by Sir William Erskine, then in command. Another prisoner, Daniel Lamberson of Jamaica, having been found too ill to walk, the officers compelled him to take his own vehicle, called a chair, and the General was permitted to be conveyed in it. Mr. Onderdonk, who has been indefatigable in collecting the incidents of Woodhull's capture and death, is of the opinion that the General and the other prisoners were first taken to Howe's headquarters in Brooklyn, for registration, and adds: "We know nothing of the place or manner of his confinement, until about a fortnight after, when he was brought on board a prison-ship at New Utrecht." Among those who were confined with him was the saintly Elder Baylis, whose blindness seemed to have intensified his patriotism and piety. His voice possessed an almost unearthly sweetness, and he often sang in his imprisonment, with the fervor of a martyr, the old songs of faith and triumph, which he knew so well. The dying General must have heard these strains of victory over the pangs of human torture, and echoed back in his soul, accustomed to be conqueror in such trials, all their peans of triumph. That he was communing with his Maker, in whose presence he had no dread of appearing, we can have no