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
And, indeed, quickly the Lord answered in some measure my poor prayer;
for as I was going up and down mourning and lamenting my condition, my
son (Joseph) came to me and asked me how I did. I had not seen him
before since the destruction of the town; and I knew not where he was,
till I was informed by himself that he was among a smaller parcel of
Indians, whose place was about six miles off. With tears in his eyes he
asked me whether his sister Sarah was dead, and told me he had seen his
sister Mary, and prayed me that I would not be troubled in reference to
himself. The occasion of his coming to see me at this time was this:
there was, as I said, about six miles from us, a small plantation of
Indians, where it seems he had been during his captivity; and at this
time there were some forces of the Indians gathered out of our company,
and some also from them, among whom was my son's master, to go to
assault and burn Medfield. In this time of his master's absence his
dame brought him to see me.
Now the Indians began to talk of removing from this place, some one way
and some another. There were now, besides myself, nine English captives
in this place, all of them children except one woman. I got an
opportunity to go and take my leave of them, they being to go one way
and I another. I asked them whether they were earnest with God for
deliverance. They told me they did as they were able, and it was some
comfort to me that the Lord stirred up children to look to Him. The
woman, viz., good-wife Joslin, told me she should never see me again,
and that she could not find it in her heart to run away by any means,
for we were near thirty miles from any English town, and she with a
child two years old; and bad rivers there were to go over, and we were
feeble with our poor and coarse entertainment....
THE FOURTH REMOVE.--And now must I part with the little company I had.
Here I parted with my daughter Mary, whom I never saw again till I saw
her in Dorchester, returned from captivity; and from four little
cousins and neighbors, some of which I never saw afterwards; the Lord
only knows the end of them. We travelled about a half a day or a little
more, and came to a desolate place in the wilderness, where there were
no wigwams or inhabitants before. We came about the middle of the
afternoon to this place, cold, wet, and snowy, and hungry and weary,
and no refreshing for man, but the cold ground to sit on, and our poor
Indian cheer.
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