with the house, they set fire to, and consumed before my eyes. The
barbarians, not satisfied with this, set fire to my barn, stable, and
outhouses, wherein were about two hundred bushels of wheat, six cows,
four horses, and five sheep, which were entirely consumed to ashes.
During the conflagration, to describe the thoughts, the fears, and
misery that I felt, is utterly impossible; after this they untied me,
and gave me a great load to carry on my back, under which I travelled
all that night with them, full of the most terrible apprehensions, and
oppressed with the greatest anxiety of mind, lest my unhappy wife should
likewise have fallen a prey to those cruel monsters. At daybreak my
infernal masters ordered me to lay down my load, when, tying my hands
again round a tree with a small cord, they then forced the blood out of
my finger-ends. They then kindled a fire near the tree whereto I was
bound, which filled me with dreadful agonies, concluding I was going to
be made a sacrifice to their barbarity.
The fire being thus made, they for some time danced round me after their
manner, with various odd motions and antic gestures, whooping,
hallooing, and crying in a frightful manner, as it is their custom.
Having satisfied themselves in this sort of their mirth, they proceeded
in a more tragical manner, taking the burning coals and sticks, flaming
with fire at the ends, holding them near my face, head, hands, and feet,
with a deal of monstrous pleasure and satisfaction, and at the same time
threatening to burn me entirely if I made the least noise or motion of
my body. Thus tortured, as I was, almost to death, I suffered their
brutal pleasure without being allowed to vent my inexpressible anguish
otherwise than by shedding tears; even which, when these inhuman
tormentors observed, with a shocking pleasure and alacrity, they would
take fresh coals and apply near my eyes, telling me my face was wet, and
that they would dry it for me. How I suffered these tortures I have here
faintly described has been matter of wonder to me many times; but God
enabled me to wait with more than common patience for a deliverance I
daily prayed for.
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