Judson, Adoniram, 1788-1850; Missionaries -- Burma -- Biography; Missionaries -- United States -- Biography
into prison, and to subject the native Portuguese and Bengalees to the
most menial occupations. The whole town was in alarm lest they should
feel the effects of his power; and it was owing to the malignant
representations of this man, that the white prisoners suffered such a
change in their circumstances as I shall soon relate.
“After continuing in the inner prison for more than a month, your
brother was taken with a fever. I felt assured he would not live long,
unless removed from that noisome place. To effect this, and in order
to be near the prison, I removed from our house, and put up a small
bamboo room in the governor’s enclosure, which was nearly opposite the
prison gate. Here I incessantly begged the governor to give me an
order to take Mr. Judson out of the large prison, and place him in a
more comfortable situation; and the old man, being worn out with my
entreaties, at length gave me the order in an official form, and also
gave orders to the head jailer to allow me to go in and out, all times
of the day, to administer medicines, etc. I now felt happy indeed, and
had Mr. Judson instantly removed into a little bamboo hovel, so low
that neither of us could stand upright—but a palace in comparison with
the place he had left.
“Notwithstanding the order the governor had given for my admittance
into prison, it was with the greatest difficulty that I could persuade
the under-jailer to open the gate. I used to carry Mr. Judson’s food
myself, for the sake of getting in, and would then remain an hour or
two, unless driven out. We had been in this comfortable situation but
two or three days, until, one morning, having carried in Mr. Judson’s
breakfast, which, in consequence of fever, he was unable to take, I
remained longer than usual, when the governor, in great haste, sent
for me. I promised to return as soon as I had ascertained the
governor’s will, he being much alarmed at this unusual message. I was
very agreeably disappointed when the governor informed me that he only
wished to consult me about his watch, and seemed unusually pleasant
and conversable. I found afterward that his only object was to detain
me until the dreadful scene about to take place in the prison was
over. For when I left him to go to my room, one of the servants came
running, and, with a ghastly countenance, informed me that all the
white prisoners were carried away. I would not believe the report, and
instantly went back to the governor, who said he had just heard of it,
but did not wish to tell me. I hastily ran into the street, hoping to
get a glimpse of them before they were out of sight, but in this was
disappointed. I ran first into one street, then another, inquiring of
all I met; but no one would answer me. At length an old woman told me
the white prisoners had gone toward the little river; for they were to
be carried to Amarapoora. I then ran to the banks of the little river,
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