The officer was extremely indignant and addressed Thomas in the severest terms, saying: "He came here last night hungry and fatigued, both men and horses. Mr. Anderson took us in and supplied our wants with the best in his power, and is this the return he receives for his hospitality? Colonel Thomas, you are a disgrace to the service! and this is the way the American cause suffers from the cowardice and incapacity of some of our officers!"

Shubal Reynolds informed me that his brother, said he was ill treated

by Shube Merritt in other respects than what he mentioned at page 96, [marg: x Page 96 of origl. & 195 of copy - It is also mentioned in other places - as is the case with almost all the incidents described in these Note Books.)] on the occasion of his being a prisoner in the hands of the Refugees.

Dec. 7th In the beginning of the war, my half brother Jonathan Anderson, in conjunction with some other person raised a company of about twenty four militia men. By agreement between them the other person was to be Lieutenant and my brother the Ensign, but when they came to muster them into the service, a new and strange Captain was placed over both. This much displeased the young officers. I don't know what became of the Lieutenant, but my brother immediately went below with 19 of his men, and straightway received a Captains commission. He served at the South during the war, and was with General Clinton at the capture of Charleston. After peace he settled at Nova Scotia (or New Brunswick) and visited me several times, &c. He was born at Harison, December 25. 1745, and died on or