You well remember the beautiful grove of pines on the hill just behind the temple, and that the amagizine was down in the valley just below these pines. All the children well remember it as the place were they have had so many picnics. As we approached this place the ground was covered with twigs and trees and the roofs of the houses were caved in. Wo inquired along if there were any killed or hurt in them, but there seemed to be none. We soon came in sight of what had been the Temple, but what was now amass of rains, with a few timbers sticking up and afew walls from 8-15 ft, high still standings, Climbing over the debris we saw only one dead body, though it was said two persons were killed, As a squad of twenty or more soldiers were stationed there (besides nearly as many priests), it would bea marvel if more were not under the ruins, In there, sitting in the rain, with face covered with blood, dust and powder-smoke, sat an old priest, the picture of misery, suffering, and despair, while another with trembling lips and with tears in his eyes was wandering about. We said him " It has destroyed your house." For moment he stood there trembling, we could see that he was almost overcome with emotion, but at last with tears running fast down his cheeks he said; "Yes, yes, I have lost my all." He looked as though he wished he hiad not lived to see
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