Judson, Adoniram, 1788-1850; Missionaries -- Burma -- Biography; Missionaries -- United States -- Biography
about half a mile, but saw them not, and concluded the old woman had
deceived me. Some of the friends of the foreigners went to the place
of execution, but found them not. I then returned to the governor, to
try to discover the cause of their removal, and the probability of
their future fate. The old man assured me that he was ignorant of the
intention of Government to remove the foreigners till that morning;
that, since I went out, he had learned that the prisoners were to be
sent to Amarapoora, but for what purpose he knew not. ‘I will send off
a man immediately,’ said he, ‘to see what is to be done with them. You
can do nothing more for your husband,’ continued he; ‘_take care of
yourself_.’ With a heavy heart I went to my room, and having no hope
to excite me to exertion, I sank down almost in despair. For several
days previous, I had been actively engaged in building my own little
room, and making our hovel comfortable. My thoughts had been almost
entirely occupied in contriving means to get into prison. But now I
looked toward the gate with a kind of melancholy feeling, but no wish
to enter. All was the stillness of death; no preparation of your
brother’s food, no expectation of meeting him at the usual dinner
hour; all my employment, all my occupations, seem to have ceased, and
I had nothing left but the dreadful recollection that Mr. Judson was
carried off, I knew not whither. It was one of the most insupportable
days I ever passed. Toward night, however, I came to the determination
to set off the next morning for Amarapoora, and for this purpose was
obliged to go to our house out of town.
“Never before had I suffered so much from fear in traversing the
streets of Ava. The last words of the governor, “Take care of
yourself,” made me suspect there was some design with which I was
unacquainted. I saw, also, he was afraid to have me go into the
streets, and advised me to wait till dark, when he would send me in a
cart, and a man to open the gates. I took two or three trunks of the
most valuable articles, together with the medicine chest, to deposit
in the house of the governor; and after committing the house and
premises to our faithful Moung Ing and a Bengalee servant, who
continued with us, though we were unable to pay his wages, I took
leave, as I then thought probable, of our house in Ava forever.
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