ELIZABETH N. J. 20. Sacred to the memory of the rev. JAMES CALDWELL and HANNAH, his wife, who fell victims to their country's cause, in the years, 1780 and 1781. He was the zealous and faithful pastor of the presbyterian church in this town, where, by his evangelical labours in the gospel vineyard, and his early attachment to the civil liberties of his country, he has left, in the hearts of his people, a better monument, than brass or marble. Stop, passenger, here also lie the remains of a woman, who exhibited to the world a bright constellation of the female virtues. On that memorable day, never to be forgotten, when a British foe invaded this fair village, and fired even the temple of the Deity, this peaceful daughter of heaven retired to her hallowed apartment, imploring Heaven for the pardon of her enemies. In that sacred moment, she was, by the bloody hand of a British ruffian, dispatched, like her divine Redeemer, through a path of blood, to her long-wished for native skies. Note. Mrs. Caldwell was shot by a British soldier, at Connecticut Farms, 7 June, 1780, while holding an infant, now mrs. Robertson, in her arms. Mr. Caldwell was shot at Elizabeth-town Point, on saturday, the 24 of November, 1781, by James Morgan, a native of Ireland, one of the twelve months' men. The coroner's inquest brought in a verdict of wilful murder. Morgan had his trial and was executed, according to his sentence, at Westfield, 29 January, 1782, upon which occasion, rev. Jonathan Elmer delivered a sermon, from Jeremiah 44. 4, oh, do not this abominable thing which I hate. Mr. Caldwell was an active and strenuous advocate for American independence. He had the cordial esteem and the confidence of general Washington, and of many other distinguished leaders in the revolutionary contest. As a faithful watchman on the walls of Jerusalem, he defended his divine Master's cause, often, when the enemy were lurking about the city and seeking an opportunity to wreak their vengeacce. It is said, that he frequently preached to his people, when the apprehension of. danger was such, that he deemed it imprudent to go into his pulpit without arms. He, however, laid down his pistols, one on each side of his Bible, while he dispensed the truths of the gospel. For some time, he consented to hold some kind of office in the commissary's department; and there are men still living, who recollect how eager he was to improve every opportunity in addressing the soldiery en some subject of religion. Frequently, when the army made a stop in their march, without five minutes' warning, he would mount some baggage wagon and preach or exhort, extemporaneously, as long as circumstances might admit, to the acceptance and no small profit of his auditory. He left nine children, with no effectual legacy but his piety and his prayers. He, however, had received a large quantity of publick certificates, which, at the time of his death, were of little value. By the kind attention of his distinguished parishioner, the hon. Elias Boudinot, they were preserved till the funding system took place, when they yielded a handsome sum to each of his sons and daughters. It is worthy of remark, that his children have not only been munificently provided for as to the good things of this life, but have established characters, in the religious world, which do honour to the memory of their pious parents. One of the sons was generously taken to France and educated by marquis De La Fayette; and, although he returned to this country a strong devotee to the Roman catholick system, is now a warm friend, and eminent pattern of the excellence of the protestant faith. In no instance, scarcely, has the blessing, for the fatherless children of the faithful, been more extensively and happily verified, than in the children of mr. Caldwell. ELIZABETH, N. J. 21. Sacred to the memory of gen. MATTHIAS OGDEN, who died, on the 31 day of March, 1791, aged 36 years. If manly sense and dignity of mind, Nipp'd in their bloom, deserve compassion's tear, Then, reader, weep; for Ogden's dust lies here, Weed his grave clean, ye men of genius, for he was your kinsman. Tread lightly on his ashes, ye men of feeling, for he was your brother. ELIZABETH, N. J. 22. In memory of deacon DAVID WHITEHEAD, who deceased, 10 September, 1777, in the 77 year of his age, E'en now the christian's race is run, 23. ELIZABETH, N. J. Ici repose SUSANNE LEONORE VINCENT, epouse de messire Augustin Tes sier, decede, le 9 8bre, 1801, agee de 36 ans. ELIAZBETH, N. J. 24. Here lies, in hope of a joyful resurrection, the body of DAVID OGDEN, who was born, 26 October, O. S. 1726, and who died in the triumphs of faith, 28 November, N. S. 1801. For 57 years he adorned the christian profession by a holy and exemplary life, and for 15 years discharged the duties of a deacon to the first presbyterian church in this town, with prudence, fidelity, and acceptance. Softly his fainting head he lay His Saviour kiss'd his soul away, And laid his limbs to rest. Note. This was written by rev. Henry Kollock, D. D. now of Savannah, in Georgia. Mrs. Hannah Ogden, wife of deacon Ogden, died, 17 May, 1793, at the age of 74 years. ELIZABETH, N. J. 25. In memory of MOSES OGDEN, who was killed at Connecticut Farms, 7 June, 1780, in the 20 year of his age. This lovely youth, Adorn'd with truth, |