When the last letter on the journey was written he was on the point of embarking afresh on a boat so crowded, that in spite of his desire to carry a large stock of provisions he could find room for but a few hundredweight of pork and a few barrels of flour.

He apparently reached his destination at the end of the year and established a plantation with part of his negroes, leaving the rest on hire.

The approach of the war of 1812 brought distress; cotton was low, bacon was high, and the sale of a slave or two was required in making ends meet.

Covington himself was now ordered by the Department of War to take the field in command of dragoons, and in 1813 was killed in a battle beyond the Canadian border.

The fate of his family and plantation does not appear in the records.[15] [Footnote 15: _Plantation and Frontier_, II, 201-208.] A more successful migration was that of Col.