Captives among the Indians : $b first-hand narratives of Indian wars, customs, tortures, and habits of life in colonial times — John Shaqi
Captives among the Indians : $b first-hand narratives of Indian wars, customs, tortures, and habits of life in colonial timesRowlandson, Mary White
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Captives among the Indians : $b first-hand narratives of Indian wars, customs, tortures, and habits of life in colonial times
Rowlandson, Mary White
Indian captivities -- Northeastern States
While we remained here I left my pouch with my books in camp, wrapped
up in my blanket, and went out to hunt chestnuts. On my return to camp
my books were missing. I inquired after them, and asked the Indians if
they knew where they were; they told me that they supposed the puppies
had carried them off. I did not believe them, but thought they were
displeased at my poring over my books, and concluded that they had
destroyed them, or put them out of my way.
After this I was again out after nuts, and on my return beheld a new
erection, composed of two white-oak saplings, that were forked about
twelve feet high, and stood about fifteen feet apart. They had cut
these saplings at the forks, and laid a strong pole across, which
appeared in the form of a gallows; and the poles they had shaved very
smooth, and painted in places with vermilion. I could not conceive the
use of this piece of work, and at length concluded it was a gallows. I
thought that I had displeased them by reading my books, and that they
were about putting me to death. The next morning I observed them
bringing their skins all to this place, and hanging them over this
pole, so as to preserve them from being injured by the weather. This
removed my fears. They also buried their large canoe in the ground,
which is the way they took to preserve this sort of a canoe in the
winter season.
As we had at this time no horse, every one got a pack on his back, and
we steered an east course about twelve miles and encamped. The next
morning we proceeded on the same course about ten miles to a large
creek that empties into Lake Erie, betwixt Canesadooharie and Cayahoga.
Here they made their winter cabin in the following form: they cut logs
about fifteen feet long, and laid these logs upon each other, and drove
posts in the ground at each end to keep them together; the posts they
tied together at the top with bark, and by this means raised a wall
fifteen feet long and about four feet high, and in the same manner they
raised another wall opposite to this, at about twelve feet distance;
then they drove forks in the ground in the centre of each end, and laid
a strong pole from end to end on these forks; and from these walls to
the poles they set up poles instead of rafters, and on these they tied
small poles in place of laths; and a cover was made of lynn-bark, which
will run[2] even in the winter season.
[2] Peel.
It was some time in December when we finished this winter-cabin; but
when we had got into this comparatively fine lodging another difficulty
arose--we had nothing to eat. While I was travelling with Tontileaugo,
as was before mentioned, and had plenty of fat venison, bear's meat,
and raccoons, I then thought it was hard living without bread or salt;
but now I began to conclude that, if I had anything that would banish
pinching hunger, and keep soul and body together, I would be content.
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