. A history of old Pine street; being the record of an hundred and forty years in the life of a colonial church. e were often favoured in them with thepresence of that man of God, Joseph Eastburn, who afterwardsbecame the much-loved pastor of the Mariners Church. Underthese circumstances my attachment to the people grew daily; sothat I not only had no thought of leaving them, but felt as if Icould have given my life for them. Yet God in his inscrutableprovidence eventually suffered that separation to take far I had been enabled to work in my Masters vineyardwith a good share of phys
. A history of old Pine street; being the record of an hundred and forty years in the life of a colonial church. e were often favoured in them with thepresence of that man of God, Joseph Eastburn, who afterwardsbecame the much-loved pastor of the Mariners Church. Underthese circumstances my attachment to the people grew daily; sothat I not only had no thought of leaving them, but felt as if Icould have given my life for them. Yet God in his inscrutableprovidence eventually suffered that separation to take far I had been enabled to work in my Masters vineyardwith a good share of physical health and strength; but was nowaffected with a sudden rush of blood and strange affection ofthe head, presenting the idea of instant death. The occurrenceof this symptom became more frequent. I had taken a house for the summer near Frankford, op-posite the Mansion of Capt. Decatur, father of the late Commo-dore, who, with his family, had become connected with mychurch. Riding out with him one dewy morning, we entered a AIN STEPHEN DlA member of Old Pine Street CAPTAIN STEPHEN DECATUR From a Pastorate of Philip Milledoler. 131 field and gathered mushrooms. In rising from a stooping posi-tion, I was so affected as to believe I should not reach home alive,and was under medical treatment a week or ten days. On re-covering some strength, I took a fishing-rod, and was fishingon the Captains premises, a few feet only from one of thepowder mills then in operation. The Captain, coming out of hishouse, which was about 100 yards from the mill, beckoned meto come to him. I did so, and we had not yet entered the housewhen the mill was blown up. The explosion was such as tobreak windows at a great distance, in the direction of the effect upon myself resembled the blow of a very strongman upon the breast. A high wind blowing from us toward themill probably lightened the effect of the explosion, and mayhave saved us from being injured by the scattered materials ofthe
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