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
After the savage had stood and listened with nearly the stillness of
death for two hours, the sound of a bell and a cry like that of a night
owl, signals which were given to him by his companions, induced him to
answer, and after he had given a most horrid yell, which was calculated
to harrow up my soul, he started and went off to join them. After his
retreat, I concluded it unsafe to remain there till morning.
But by this time nature was so nearly exhausted that I found some
difficulty in moving; yet, compelled by necessity, I threw my coat
about my child and placed the end between my teeth, and with one arm
and my teeth I carried him, and with the other groped my way between
the trees and travelled on, as I supposed, a mile or two, and there sat
down at the root of a tree till morning. The night was cold and wet,
and thus terminated the fourth day-and-night's difficulties, trials,
and dangers!
The fifth day, wet, exhausted, hungry, and wretched, I started from my
resting-place as soon as I could see my way, and on that morning struck
the head-waters of Pine Creek, which falls into the Alleghany about
four miles above Pittsburgh; though I knew not then what waters they
were; I crossed them, and on the opposite bank I found a path, and on
it two moccason tracks, fresh indented. This alarmed me; but as they
were before me, and travelling in the same direction as I was, I
concluded I could see them as soon as they could see me, and,
therefore, I pressed on in that path for about three miles, when I came
to where another branch emptied into the creek, where was a hunter's
camp, where the two men, whose tracks I had before discovered and
followed, had breakfasted and left the fire burning.
I became more alarmed, and determined to leave the path. I then crossed
a ridge towards Squaw Run, and came upon a trail. Here I stopped and
meditated what to do; and while I was thus musing I saw three deer
coming towards me at full speed; they turned to look at their pursuers;
I looked too, with all attention, and saw the flash and heard the
report of a gun. I saw some dogs start after them, and began to look
about for shelter, and immediately made for a large log to hide myself.
Providentially I did not go clear to the log; for as I put my hand to
the ground, to raise myself so that I might see who and where the
hunters were, I saw a large heap of rattlesnakes, the top one being
very large, and coiled up very near my face, and quite ready to bite
me.
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