David, in memory of it, will you not give my little orphan child a home?
Your old comrade, upon his death-bed, begs this of you with his final breath.

She is all alone here, save for me, and there is no blood kin in all the world to whom I may appeal.

I shall leave some property, but not much.

As you love your own, I pray you be merciful in this hour to my little girl.
Your old comrade, ROGER MATHERSON.
This had been endorsed by another and bolder hand: Captain Roger Matherson, late of the Massachusetts Continental Line, died at this fort, of fever, fourteenth June, 1812.

His daughter is being cared for by the ladies of the garrison.
NATHAN HEALD, Capt.