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Mary Rowlandson, A True History of the Captivity and Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson, a

Minister’s Wife in New-England. (London: Joseph Poole, 1682).

Title Page of 1682 Edition Title Page of 1773 Edition

The sovereignty and goodness of GOD, together with the faithfulness of his promises displayed, being a

narrative of the captivity and restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson, commended by her, to all that desires to know

the Lord's doings to, and dealings with her. Especially to her dear children and relations. The second Addition [sic]

Corrected and amended. Written by her own hand for her private use, and now made public at the earnest desire of

some friends, and for the benefit of the afflicted. Deut. 32.39. See now that I, even I am he, and there is no god with

me, I kill and I make alive, I wound and I heal, neither is there any can deliver out of my hand.

On the tenth of February 1675, came the Indians with great numbers upon Lancaster: their first coming was

about sunrising; hearing the noise of some guns, we looked out; several houses were burning, and the smoke

ascending to heaven. There were five persons taken in one house; the father, and the mother and a sucking child,

they knocked on the head; the other two they took and carried away alive. There were two others, who being out of

their garrison upon some occasion were set upon; one was knocked on the head, the other escaped; another there

was who running along was shot and wounded, and fell down; he begged of them his life, promising them money

(as they told me) but they would not hearken to him but knocked him in head, and stripped him naked, and split

open his bowels. Another, seeing many of the Indians about his barn, ventured and went out, but was quickly shot

down. There were three others belonging to the same garrison who were killed; the Indians getting up upon the roof

of the barn, had advantage to shoot down upon them over their fortification. Thus these murderous wretches went

on, burning, and destroying before them.

At length they came and beset our own house, and quickly it was the dolefulest day that ever mine eyes

saw. The house stood upon the edge of a hill; some of the Indians got behind the hill, others into the barn, and others

behind anything that could shelter them; from all which places they shot against the house, so that the bullets

seemed to fly like hail; and quickly they wounded one man among us, then another, and then a third. About two

hours (according to my observation, in that amazing time) they had been about the house before they prevailed to

fire it (which they did with flax and hemp, which they brought out of the barn, and there being no defense about the

house, only two flankers at two opposite corners and one of them not finished); they fired it once and one ventured

out and quenched it, but they quickly fired it again, and that took. Now is the dreadful hour come, that I have often

heard of (in time of war, as it was the case of others), but now mine eyes see it. Some in our house were fighting for

their lives, others wallowing in their blood, the house on fire over our heads, and the bloody heathen ready to knock

us on the head, if we stirred out. Now might we hear mothers and children crying out for themselves, and one

another, "Lord, what shall we do?" Then I took my children (and one of my sisters', hers) to go forth and leave the

house: but as soon as we came to the door and appeared, the Indians shot so thick that the bullets rattled against the

house, as if one had taken an handful of stones and threw them, so that we were fain to give back. We had six stout

dogs belonging to our garrison, but none of them would stir, though another time, if any Indian had come to the

door, they were ready to fly upon him and tear him down. The Lord hereby would make us the more acknowledge

His hand, and to see that our help is always in Him. But out we must go, the fire increasing, and coming along

behind us, roaring, and the Indians gaping before us with their guns, spears, and hatchets to devour us. No sooner

were we out of the house, but my brother-in-law (being before wounded, in defending the house, in or near the

throat) fell down dead, whereat the Indians scornfully shouted, and hallowed, and were presently upon him,

stripping off his clothes, the bullets flying thick, one went through my side, and the same (as would seem) through

the bowels and hand of my dear child in my arms. One of my elder sisters' children, named William, had then his leg

broken, which the Indians perceiving, they knocked him on [his] head. Thus were we butchered by those merciless

heathen, standing amazed, with the blood running down to our heels. My eldest sister being yet in the house, and

seeing those woeful sights, the infidels hauling mothers one way, and children another, and some wallowing in their

blood: and her elder son telling her that her son William was dead, and myself was wounded, she said, "And Lord,

let me die with them," which was no sooner said, but she was struck with a bullet, and fell down dead over the

threshold. I hope she is reaping the fruit of her good labors, being faithful to the service of God in her place. In her

younger years she lay under much trouble upon spiritual accounts, till it pleased God to make that precious scripture

take hold of her heart, "And he said unto me, my Grace is sufficient for thee" (2 Corinthians 12.9). More than twenty

years after, I have heard her tell how sweet and comfortable that place was to her. But to return: the Indians laid hold

of us, pulling me one way, and the children another, and said, "Come go along with us"; I told them they would kill

me: they answered, if I were willing to go along with them, they would not hurt me.

Oh the doleful sight that now was to behold at this house! "Come, behold the works of the Lord, what

desolations he has made in the earth." Of thirty-seven persons who were in this one house, none escaped either

present death, or a bitter captivity, save only one, who might say as he, "And I only am escaped alone to tell the

News" (Job 1.15). There were twelve killed, some shot, some stabbed with their spears, some knocked down with

their hatchets. When we are in prosperity, Oh the little that we think of such dreadful sights, and to see our dear

friends, and relations lie bleeding out their heart-blood upon the ground. There was one who was chopped into the

head with a hatchet, and stripped naked, and yet was crawling up and down. It is a solemn sight to see so many

Christians lying in their blood, some here, and some there, like a company of sheep torn by wolves, all of them

stripped naked by a company of hell-hounds, roaring, singing, ranting, and insulting, as if they would have torn our

very hearts out; yet the Lord by His almighty power preserved a number of us from death, for there were twenty-

four of us taken alive and carried captive.

I had often before this said that if the Indians should come, I should choose rather to be killed by them than

taken alive, but when it came to the trial my mind changed; their glittering weapons so daunted my spirit, that I

chose rather to go along with those (as I may say) ravenous beasts, than that moment to end my days; and that I may

the better declare what happened to me during that grievous captivity, I shall particularly speak of the several

removes we had up and down the wilderness.

THE FIRST REMOVE

Now away we must go with those barbarous creatures, with our bodies wounded and bleeding, and our

hearts no less than our bodies. About a mile we went that night, up upon a hill within sight of the town, where they

intended to lodge. There was hard by a vacant house (deserted by the English before, for fear of the Indians). I asked

them whether I might not lodge in the house that night, to which they answered, "What, will you love English men

still?" This was the dolefulest night that ever my eyes saw. Oh the roaring, and singing and dancing, and yelling of

those black creatures in the night, which made the place a lively resemblance of hell. And as miserable was the

waste that was there made of horses, cattle, sheep, swine, calves, lambs, roasting pigs, and fowl (which they had

plundered in the town), some roasting, some lying and burning, and some boiling to feed our merciless enemies;

who were joyful enough, though we were disconsolate. To add to the dolefulness of the former day, and the

dismalness of the present night, my thoughts ran upon my losses and sad bereaved condition. All was gone, my

husband gone (at least separated from me, he being in the Bay; and to add to my grief, the Indians told me they

would kill him as he came homeward), my children gone, my relations and friends gone, our house and home and all

our comforts—within door and without—all was gone (except my life), and I knew not but the next moment that

might go too. There remained nothing to me but one poor wounded babe, and it seemed at present worse than death

that it was in such a pitiful condition, bespeaking compassion, and I had no refreshing for it, nor suitable things to

revive it. Little do many think what is the savageness and brutishness of this barbarous enemy, Ay, even those that

seem to profess more than others among them, when the English have fallen into their hands.

Those seven that were killed at Lancaster the summer before upon a Sabbath day, and the one that was

afterward killed upon a weekday, were slain and mangled in a barbarous manner, by one-eyed John, and

Marlborough's Praying Indians, which Capt. Mosely brought to Boston, as the Indians told me.

THE SECOND REMOVE

But now, the next morning, I must turn my back upon the town, and travel with them into the vast and

desolate wilderness, I knew not whither. It is not my tongue, or pen, can express the sorrows of my heart, and

bitterness of my spirit that I had at this departure: but God was with me in a wonderful manner, carrying me along,

and bearing up my spirit, that it did not quite fail. One of the Indians carried my poor wounded babe upon a horse; it

went moaning all along, "I shall die, I shall die." I went on foot after it, with sorrow that cannot be expressed. At

length I took it off the horse, and carried it in my arms till my strength failed, and I fell down with it. Then they set

me upon a horse with my wounded child in my lap, and there being no furniture upon the horse's back, as we were

going down a steep hill we both fell over the horse's head, at which they, like inhumane creatures, laughed, and

rejoiced to see it, though I thought we should there have ended our days, as overcome with so many difficulties. But

the Lord renewed my strength still, and carried me along, that I might see more of His power; yea, so much that I

could never have thought of, had I not experienced it.

After this it quickly began to snow, and when night came on, they stopped, and now down I must sit in the

snow, by a little fire, and a few boughs behind me, with my sick child in my lap; and calling much for water, being

now (through the wound) fallen into a violent fever. My own wound also growing so stiff that I could scarce sit

down or rise up; yet so it must be, that I must sit all this cold winter night upon the cold snowy ground, with my sick

child in my arms, looking that every hour would be the last of its life; and having no Christian friend near me, either

to comfort or help me. Oh, I may see the wonderful power of God, that my Spirit did not utterly sink under my

affliction: still the Lord upheld me with His gracious and merciful spirit, and we were both alive to see the light of

the next morning.

THE THIRD REMOVE

The morning being come, they prepared to go on their way. One of the Indians got up upon a horse, and

they set me up behind him, with my poor sick babe in my lap. A very wearisome and tedious day I had of it; what

with my own wound, and my child's being so exceeding sick, and in a lamentable condition with her wound. It may

be easily judged what a poor feeble condition we were in, there being not the least crumb of refreshing that came

within either of our mouths from Wednesday night to Saturday night, except only a little cold water. This day in the

afternoon, about an hour by sun, we came to the place where they intended, viz. an Indian town, called Wenimesset,

northward of Quabaug. When we were come, Oh the number of pagans (now merciless enemies) that there came

about me, that I may say as David, "I had fainted, unless I had believed, etc" (Psalm 27.13). The next day was the

Sabbath. I then remembered how careless I had been of God's holy time; how many Sabbaths I had lost and

misspent, and how evilly I had walked in God's sight; which lay so close unto my spirit, that it was easy for me to

see how righteous it was with God to cut off the thread of my life and cast me out of His presence forever. Yet the

Lord still showed mercy to me, and upheld me; and as He wounded me with one hand, so he healed me with the

other. This day there came to me one Robert Pepper (a man belonging to Roxbury) who was taken in Captain

Beers's fight, and had been now a considerable time with the Indians; and up with them almost as far as Albany, to

see King Philip, as he told me, and was now very lately come into these parts. Hearing, I say, that I was in this

Indian town, he obtained leave to come and see me. He told me he himself was wounded in the leg at Captain Beer's

fight; and was not able some time to go, but as they carried him, and as he took oaken leaves and laid to his wound,

and through the blessing of God he was able to travel again. Then I took oaken leaves and laid to my side, and with

the blessing of God it cured me also; yet before the cure was wrought, I may say, as it is in Psalm 38.5-6 "My

wounds stink and are corrupt, I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly, I go mourning all the day long." I sat much

alone with a poor wounded child in my lap, which moaned night and day, having nothing to revive the body, or

cheer the spirits of her, but instead of that, sometimes one Indian would come and tell me one hour that "your master

will knock your child in the head," and then a second, and then a third, "your master will quickly knock your child in

the head."

This was the comfort I had from them, miserable comforters are ye all, as he said. Thus nine days I sat

upon my knees, with my babe in my lap, till my flesh was raw again; my child being even ready to depart this

sorrowful world, they bade me carry it out to another wigwam (I suppose because they would not be troubled with

such spectacles) whither I went with a very heavy heart, and down I sat with the picture of death in my lap. About

two hours in the night, my sweet babe like a lamb departed this life on Feb. 18, 1675. It being about six years, and

five months old. It was nine days from the first wounding, in this miserable condition, without any refreshing of one

nature or other, except a little cold water. I cannot but take notice how at another time I could not bear to be in the

room where any dead person was, but now the case is changed; I must and could lie down by my dead babe, side by

side all the night after. I have thought since of the wonderful goodness of God to me in preserving me in the use of

my reason and senses in that distressed time, that I did not use wicked and violent means to end my own miserable

life. In the morning, when they understood that my child was dead they sent for me home to my master's wigwam

(by my master in this writing, must be understood Quinnapin, who was a Sagamore, and married King Philip's wife's

sister; not that he first took me, but I was sold to him by another Narragansett Indian, who took me when first I came

out of the garrison). I went to take up my dead child in my arms to carry it with me, but they bid me let it alone;

there was no resisting, but go I must and leave it. When I had been at my master's wigwam, I took the first

opportunity I could get to go look after my dead child. When I came I asked them what they had done with it; then

they told me it was upon the hill. Then they went and showed me where it was, where I saw the ground was newly

digged, and there they told me they had buried it. There I left that child in the wilderness, and must commit it, and

myself also in this wilderness condition, to Him who is above all. God having taken away this dear child, I went to

see my daughter Mary, who was at this same Indian town, at a wigwam not very far off, though we had little liberty

or opportunity to see one another. She was about ten years old, and taken from the door at first by a Praying Ind. and

afterward sold for a gun. When I came in sight, she would fall aweeping; at which they were provoked, and would

not let me come near her, but bade me be gone; which was a heart-cutting word to me. I had one child dead, another

in the wilderness, I knew not where, the third they would not let me come near to: "Me (as he said) have ye bereaved

of my Children, Joseph is not, and Simeon is not, and ye will take Benjamin also, all these things are against me." I

could not sit still in this condition, but kept walking from one place to another. And as I was going along, my heart

was even overwhelmed with the thoughts of my condition, and that I should have children, and a nation which I

knew not, ruled over them. Whereupon I earnestly entreated the Lord, that He would consider my low estate, and

show me a token for good, and if it were His blessed will, some sign and hope of some relief. And indeed quickly

the Lord answered, in some measure, my poor prayers; for as I was going up and down mourning and lamenting my

condition, my son 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 amongst 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 Ind. 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 the absence of his master, his dame brought him to see me. I took this to be some gracious answer to my

earnest and unfeigned desire. The next day, viz. to this, the Indians returned from Medfield, all the company, for

those that belonged to the other small company, came through the town that now we were at. But before they came

to us, Oh! the outrageous roaring and hooping that there was. They began their din about a mile before they came to

us. By their noise and hooping they signified how many they had destroyed (which was at that time twenty-three).

Those that were with us at home were gathered together as soon as they heard the hooping, and every time that the

other went over their number, these at home gave a shout, that the very earth rung again. And thus they continued

till those that had been upon the expedition were come up to the Sagamore's wigwam; and then, Oh, the hideous

insulting and triumphing that there was over some Englishmen's scalps that they had taken (as their manner is) and

brought with them. I cannot but take notice of the wonderful mercy of God to me in those afflictions, in sending me

a Bible. One of the Indians that came from Medfield fight, had brought some plunder, came to me, and asked me, if

I would have a Bible, he had got one in his basket. I was glad of it, and asked him, whether he thought the Indians

would let me read? He answered, yes. So I took the Bible, and in that melancholy time, it came into my mind to read

first the 28th chapter of Deuteronomy, which I did, and when I had read it, my dark heart wrought on this manner:

that there was no mercy for me, that the blessings were gone, and the curses come in their room, and that I had lost

my opportunity. But the Lord helped me still to go on reading till I came to Chap. 30, the seven first verses, where I

found, there was mercy promised again, if we would return to Him by repentance; and though we were scattered

from one end of the earth to the other, yet the Lord would gather us together, and turn all those curses upon our

enemies. I do not desire to live to forget this Scripture, and what comfort it was to me.

Now the Ind. 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. goodwife Joslin, told me she should never see me again, and

that she could find in her heart to run away. I wished her not to run away by any means, for we were near thirty

miles from any English town, and she very big with child, and had but one week to reckon, and another child in her

arms, two years old, and bad rivers there were to go over, and we were feeble, with our poor and coarse

entertainment. I had my Bible with me, I pulled it out, and asked her whether she would read. We opened the Bible

and lighted on Psalm 27, in which Psalm we especially took notice of that, ver. ult., "Wait on the Lord, Be of good

courage, and he shall strengthen thine Heart, wait I say on the Lord."

THE FOURTH REMOVE

And now I must part with that little company I had. Here I parted from 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 afterward: the Lord only knows the end of them. Amongst them also was that poor woman before

mentioned, who came to a sad end, as some of the company told me in my travel: she having much grief upon her

spirit about her miserable condition, being so near her time, she would be often asking the Indians to let her go

home; they not being willing to that, and yet vexed with her importunity, gathered a great company together about

her and stripped her naked, and set her in the midst of them, and when they had sung and danced about her (in their

hellish manner) as long as they pleased they knocked her on head, and the child in her arms with her. When they had

done that they made a fire and put them both into it, and told the other children that were with them that if they

attempted to go home, they would serve them in like manner. The children said she did not shed one tear, but prayed

all the while. But to return to my own journey, we traveled about half a day or 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 and wet, and snowy, and hungry, and weary, and no refreshing for man but the cold

ground to sit on, and our poor Indian cheer.

Heart-aching thoughts here I had about my poor children, who were scattered up and down among the wild

beasts of the forest. My head was light and dizzy (either through hunger or hard lodging, or trouble or all together),

my knees feeble, my body raw by sitting double night and day, that I cannot express to man the affliction that lay

upon my spirit, but the Lord helped me at that time to express it to Himself. I opened my Bible to read, and the Lord

brought that precious Scripture to me. "Thus saith the Lord, refrain thy voice from weeping, and thine eyes from

tears, for thy work shall be rewarded, and they shall come again from the land of the enemy" (Jeremiah 31.16). This

was a sweet cordial to me when I was ready to faint; many and many a time have I sat down and wept sweetly over

this Scripture. At this place we continued about four days.

THE FIFTH REMOVE

The occasion (as I thought) of their moving at this time was the English army, it being near and following

them. For they went as if they had gone for their lives, for some considerable way, and then they made a stop, and

chose some of their stoutest men, and sent them back to hold the English army in play whilst the rest escaped. And

then, like Jehu, they marched on furiously, with their old and with their young: some carried their old decrepit

mothers, some carried one, and some another. Four of them carried a great Indian upon a bier; but going through a

thick wood with him, they were hindered, and could make no haste, whereupon they took him upon their backs, and

carried him, one at a time, till they came to Banquaug river. Upon a Friday, a little after noon, we came to this river.

When all the company was come up, and were gathered together, I thought to count the number of them, but they

were so many, and being somewhat in motion, it was beyond my skill. In this travel, because of my wound, I was

somewhat favored in my load; I carried only my knitting work and two quarts of parched meal. Being very faint I

asked my mistress to give me one spoonful of the meal, but she would not give me a taste. They quickly fell to

cutting dry trees, to make rafts to carry them over the river: and soon my turn came to go over. By the advantage of

some brush which they had laid upon the raft to sit upon, I did not wet my foot (which many of themselves at the

other end were mid-leg deep) which cannot but be acknowledged as a favor of God to my weakened body, it being a

very cold time. I was not before acquainted with such kind of doings or dangers. "When thou passeth through the

waters I will be with thee, and through the rivers they shall not overflow thee" (Isaiah 43.2). A certain number of us

got over the river that night, but it was the night after the Sabbath before all the company was got over. On the

Saturday they boiled an old horse's leg which they had got, and so we drank of the broth, as soon as they thought it

was ready, and when it was almost all gone, they filled it up again.

The first week of my being among them I hardly ate any thing; the second week I found my stomach grow

very faint for want of something; and yet it was very hard to get down their filthy trash; but the third week, though I

could think how formerly my stomach would turn against this or that, and I could starve and die before I could eat

such things, yet they were sweet and savory to my taste. I was at this time knitting a pair of white cotton stockings

for my mistress; and had not yet wrought upon a Sabbath day. When the Sabbath came they bade me go to work. I

told them it was the Sabbath day, and desired them to let me rest, and told them I would do as much more tomorrow;

to which they answered me they would break my face. And here I cannot but take notice of the strange providence

of God in preserving the heathen. They were many hundreds, old and young, some sick, and some lame; many had

papooses at their backs. The greatest number at this time with us were squaws, and they traveled with all they had,

bag and baggage, and yet they got over this river aforesaid; and on Monday they set their wigwams on fire, and

away they went. On that very day came the English army after them to this river, and saw the smoke of their

wigwams, and yet this river put a stop to them. God did not give them courage or activity to go over after us. We

were not ready for so great a mercy as victory and deliverance. If we had been God would have found out a way for

the English to have passed this river, as well as for the Indians with their squaws and children, and all their luggage.

"Oh that my people had hearkened to me, and Israel had walked in my ways, I should soon have subdued their

enemies, and turned my hand against their adversaries" (Psalm 81.13-14).

THE SIXTH REMOVE

On Monday (as I said) they set their wigwams on fire and went away. It was a cold morning, and before us

there was a great brook with ice on it; some waded through it, up to the knees and higher, but others went till they

came to a beaver dam, and I amongst them, where through the good providence of God, I did not wet my foot. I

went along that day mourning and lamenting, leaving farther my own country, and traveling into a vast and howling

wilderness, and I understood something of Lot's wife's temptation, when she looked back. We came that day to a

great swamp, by the side of which we took up our lodging that night. When I came to the brow of the hill, that

looked toward the swamp, I thought we had been come to a great Indian town (though there were none but our own

company). The Indians were as thick as the trees: it seemed as if there had been a thousand hatchets going at once. If

one looked before one there was nothing but Indians, and behind one, nothing but Indians, and so on either hand, I

myself in the midst, and no Christian soul near me, and yet how hath the Lord preserved me in safety? Oh the

experience that I have had of the goodness of God, to me and mine!

THE SEVENTH REMOVE

After a restless and hungry night there, we had a wearisome time of it the next day. The swamp by which

we lay was, as it were, a deep dungeon, and an exceeding high and steep hill before it. Before I got to the top of the

hill, I thought my heart and legs, and all would have broken, and failed me. What, through faintness and soreness of

body, it was a grievous day of travel to me. As we went along, I saw a place where English cattle had been. That

was comfort to me, such as it was. Quickly after that we came to an English path, which so took with me, that I

thought I could have freely lyen down and died. That day, a little after noon, we came to Squakeag, where the

Indians quickly spread themselves over the deserted English fields, gleaning what they could find. Some picked up

ears of wheat that were crickled down; some found ears of Indian corn; some found ground nuts, and others sheaves

of wheat that were frozen together in the shock, and went to threshing of them out. Myself got two ears of Indian

corn, and whilst I did but turn my back, one of them was stolen from me, which much troubled me. There came an

Indian to them at that time with a basket of horse liver. I asked him to give me a piece. "What," says he, "can you eat

horse liver?" I told him, I would try, if he would give a piece, which he did, and I laid it on the coals to roast. But

before it was half ready they got half of it away from me, so that I was fain to take the rest and eat it as it was, with

the blood about my mouth, and yet a savory bit it was to me: "For to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet." A

solemn sight methought it was, to see fields of wheat and Indian corn forsaken and spoiled and the remainders of

them to be food for our merciless enemies. That night we had a mess of wheat for our supper.

THE EIGHTH REMOVE

On the morrow morning we must go over the river, i.e. Connecticut, to meet with King Philip. Two canoes

full they had carried over; the next turn I myself was to go. But as my foot was upon the canoe to step in there was a

sudden outcry among them, and I must step back, and instead of going over the river, I must go four or five miles up

the river farther northward. Some of the Indians ran one way, and some another. The cause of this rout was, as I

thought, their espying some English scouts, who were thereabout. In this travel up the river about noon the company

made a stop, and sat down; some to eat, and others to rest them. As I sat amongst them, musing of things past, my

son Joseph unexpectedly came to me. We asked of each other's welfare, bemoaning our doleful condition, and the

change that had come upon us. We had husband and father, and children, and sisters, and friends, and relations, and

house, and home, and many comforts of this life: but now we may say, as Job, "Naked came I out of my mother's

womb, and naked shall I return: the Lord gave, the Lord hath taken away, blessed be the name of the Lord." I asked

him whether he would read. He told me he earnestly desired it, I gave him my Bible, and he lighted upon that

comfortable Scripture "I shall not die but live, and declare the works of the Lord: the Lord hath chastened me sore

yet he hath not given me over to death" (Psalm 118.17-18). "Look here, mother," says he, "did you read this?" And

here I may take occasion to mention one principal ground of my setting forth these lines: even as the psalmist says,

to declare the works of the Lord, and His wonderful power in carrying us along, preserving us in the wilderness,

while under the enemy's hand, and returning of us in safety again. And His goodness in bringing to my hand so

many comfortable and suitable scriptures in my distress. But to return, we traveled on till night; and in the morning,

we must go over the river to Philip's crew. When I was in the canoe I could not but be amazed at the numerous crew

of pagans that were on the bank on the other side. When I came ashore, they gathered all about me, I sitting alone in

the midst. I observed they asked one another questions, and laughed, and rejoiced over their gains and victories.

Then my heart began to fail: and I fell aweeping, which was the first time to my remembrance, that I wept before

them. Although I had met with so much affliction, and my heart was many times ready to break, yet could I not shed

one tear in their sight; but rather had been all this while in a maze, and like one astonished. But now I may say as

Psalm 137.1, "By the Rivers of Babylon, there we sate down: yea, we wept when we remembered Zion." There one

of them asked me why I wept. I could hardly tell what to say: Yet I answered, they would kill me. "No," said he,

"none will hurt you." Then came one of them and gave me two spoonfuls of meal to comfort me, and another gave

me half a pint of peas; which was more worth than many bushels at another time. Then I went to see King Philip. He

bade me come in and sit down, and asked me whether I would smoke it (a usual compliment nowadays amongst

saints and sinners) but this no way suited me. For though I had formerly used tobacco, yet I had left it ever since I

was first taken. It seems to be a bait the devil lays to make men lose their precious time. I remember with shame

how formerly, when I had taken two or three pipes, I was presently ready for another, such a bewitching thing it is.

But I thank God, He has now given me power over it; surely there are many who may be better employed than to lie

sucking a stinking tobacco-pipe.

Now the Indians gather their forces to go against Northampton. Over night one went about yelling and

hooting to give notice of the design. Whereupon they fell to boiling of ground nuts, and parching of corn (as many

as had it) for their provision; and in the morning away they went. During my abode in this place, Philip spake to me

to make a shirt for his boy, which I did, for which he gave me a shilling. I offered the money to my master, but he

bade me keep it; and with it I bought a piece of horse flesh. Afterwards he asked me to make a cap for his boy, for

which he invited me to dinner. I went, and he gave me a pancake, about as big as two fingers. It was made of

parched wheat, beaten, and fried in bear's grease, but I thought I never tasted pleasanter meat in my life. There was a

squaw who spake to me to make a shirt for her sannup, for which she gave me a piece of bear. Another asked me to

knit a pair of stockings, for which she gave me a quart of peas. I boiled my peas and bear together, and invited my

master and mistress to dinner; but the proud gossip, because I served them both in one dish, would eat nothing,

except one bit that he gave her upon the point of his knife. Hearing that my son was come to this place, I went to see

him, and found him lying flat upon the ground. I asked him how he could sleep so? He answered me that he was not

asleep, but at prayer; and lay so, that they might not observe what he was doing. I pray God he may remember these

things now he is returned in safety. At this place (the sun now getting higher) what with the beams and heat of the

sun, and the smoke of the wigwams, I thought I should have been blind. I could scarce discern one wigwam from

another. There was here one Mary Thurston of Medfield, who seeing how it was with me, lent me a hat to wear; but

as soon as I was gone, the squaw (who owned that Mary Thurston) came running after me, and got it away again.

Here was the squaw that gave me one spoonful of meal. I put it in my pocket to keep it safe. Yet notwithstanding,

somebody stole it, but put five Indian corns in the room of it; which corns were the greatest provisions I had in my

travel for one day.

The Indians returning from Northampton, brought with them some horses, and sheep, and other things

which they had taken; I desired them that they would carry me to Albany upon one of those horses, and sell me for

powder: for so they had sometimes discoursed. I was utterly hopeless of getting home on foot, the way that I came. I

could hardly bear to think of the many weary steps I had taken, to come to this place.

THE NINTH REMOVE

But instead of going either to Albany or homeward, we must go five miles up the river, and then go over it.

Here we abode a while. Here lived a sorry Indian, who spoke to me to make him a shirt. When I had done it, he

would pay me nothing. But he living by the riverside, where I often went to fetch water, I would often be putting of

him in mind, and calling for my pay: At last he told me if I would make another shirt, for a papoose not yet born, he

would give me a knife, which he did when I had done it. I carried the knife in, and my master asked me to give it

him, and I was not a little glad that I had anything that they would accept of, and be pleased with. When we were at

this place, my master's maid came home; she had been gone three weeks into the Narragansett country to fetch corn,

where they had stored up some in the ground. She brought home about a peck and half of corn. This was about the

time that their great captain, Naananto, was killed in the Narragansett country. My son being now about a mile from

me, I asked liberty to go and see him; they bade me go, and away I went; but quickly lost myself, traveling over hills

and through swamps, and could not find the way to him. And I cannot but admire at the wonderful power and

goodness of God to me, in that, though I was gone from home, and met with all sorts of Indians, and those I had no

knowledge of, and there being no Christian soul near me; yet not one of them offered the least imaginable

miscarriage to me. I turned homeward again, and met with my master. He showed me the way to my son. When I

came to him I found him not well: and withall he had a boil on his side, which much troubled him. We bemoaned

one another a while, as the Lord helped us, and then I returned again. When I was returned, I found myself as

unsatisfied as I was before. I went up and down mourning and lamenting; and my spirit was ready to sink with the

thoughts of my poor children. My son was ill, and I could not but think of his mournful looks, and no Christian

friend was near him, to do any office of love for him, either for soul or body. And my poor girl, I knew not where

she was, nor whether she was sick, or well, or alive, or dead. I repaired under these thoughts to my Bible (my great

comfort in that time) and that Scripture came to my hand, "Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee"

(Psalm 55.22).

But I was fain to go and look after something to satisfy my hunger, and going among the wigwams, I went

into one and there found a squaw who showed herself very kind to me, and gave me a piece of bear. I put it into my

pocket, and came home, but could not find an opportunity to broil it, for fear they would get it from me, and there it

lay all that day and night in my stinking pocket. In the morning I went to the same squaw, who had a kettle of

ground nuts boiling. I asked her to let me boil my piece of bear in her kettle, which she did, and gave me so me

ground nuts to eat with it: and I cannot but think how pleasant it was to me. I have sometime seen bear baked very

handsomely among the English, and some like it, but the thought that it was bear made me tremble. But now that

was savory to me that one would think was enough to turn the stomach of a brute creature.

One bitter cold day I could find no room to sit down before the fire. I went out, and could not tell what to

do, but I went in to another wigwam, where they were also sitting round the fire, but the squaw laid a skin for me,

and bid me sit down, and gave me some ground nuts, and bade me come again; and told me they would buy me, if

they were able, and yet these were strangers to me that I never saw before.

THE TENTH REMOVE

That day a small part of the company removed about three-quarters of a mile, intending further the next

day. When they came to the place where they intended to lodge, and had pitched their wigwams, being hungry, I

went again back to the place we were before at, to get something to eat, being encouraged by the squaw's kindness,

who bade me come again. When I was there, there came an Indian to look after me, who when he had found me,

kicked me all along. I went home and found venison roasting that night, but they would not give me one bit of it.

Sometimes I met with favor, and sometimes with nothing but frowns.

THE ELEVENTH REMOVE

The next day in the morning they took their travel, intending a day's journey up the river. I took my load at

my back, and quickly we came to wade over the river; and passed over tiresome and wearisome hills. One hill was

so steep that I was fain to creep up upon my knees, and to hold by the twigs and bushes to keep myself from falling

backward. My head also was so light that I usually reeled as I went; but I hope all these wearisome steps that I have

taken, are but a forewarning to me of the heavenly rest: "I know, O Lord, that thy judgments are right, and that thou

in faithfulness hast afflicted me" (Psalm 119.75).

THE TWELFTH REMOVE

It was upon a Sabbath-day-morning, that they prepared for their travel. This morning I asked my master

whether he would sell me to my husband. He answered me "Nux," which did much rejoice my spirit. My mistress,

before we went, was gone to the burial of a papoose, and returning, she found me sitting and reading in my Bible;

she snatched it hastily out of my hand, and threw it out of doors. I ran out and catched it up, and put it into my

pocket, and never let her see it afterward. Then they packed up their things to be gone, and gave me my load. I

complained it was too heavy, whereupon she gave me a slap in the face, and bade me go; I lifted up my heart to

God, hoping the redemption was not far off; and the rather because their insolency grew worse and worse.

But the thoughts of my going homeward (for so we bent our course) much cheered my spirit, and made my

burden seem light, and almost nothing at all. But (to my amazement and great perplexity) the scale was soon turned;

for when we had gone a little way, on a sudden my mistress gives out; she would go no further, but turn back again,

and said I must go back again with her, and she called her sannup, and would have had him gone back also, but he

would not, but said he would go on, and come to us again in three days. My spirit was, upon this, I confess, very

impatient, and almost outrageous. I thought I could as well have died as went back; I cannot declare the trouble that

I was in about it; but yet back again I must go. As soon as I had the opportunity, I took my Bible to read, and that

quieting Scripture came to my hand, "Be still, and know that I am God" (Psalm 46.10). Which stilled my spirit for

the present. But a sore time of trial, I concluded, I had to go through, my master being gone, who seemed to me the

best friend that I had of an Indian, both in cold and hunger, and quickly so it proved. Down I sat, with my heart as

full as it could hold, and yet so hungry that I could not sit neither; but going out to see what I could find, and

walking among the trees, I found six acorns, and two chestnuts, which were some refreshment to me. Towards night

I gathered some sticks for my own comfort, that I might not lie a-cold; but when we came to lie down they bade me

to go out, and lie somewhere else, for they had company (they said) come in more than their own. I told them, I

could not tell where to go, they bade me go look; I told them, if I went to another wigwam they would be angry, and

send me home again. Then one of the company drew his sword, and told me he would run me through if I did not go

presently. Then was I fain to stoop to this rude fellow, and to go out in the night, I knew not whither. Mine eyes

have seen that fellow afterwards walking up and down Boston, under the appearance of a Friend Indian, and several

others of the like cut. I went to one wigwam, and they told me they had no room. Then I went to another, and they

said the same; at last an old Indian bade me to come to him, and his squaw gave me some ground nuts; she gave me

also something to lay under my head, and a good fire we had; and through the good providence of God, I had a

comfortable lodging that night. In the morning, another Indian bade me come at night, and he would give me six

ground nuts, which I did. We were at this place and time about two miles from [the] Connecticut river. We went in

the morning to gather ground nuts, to the river, and went back again that night. I went with a good load at my back

(for they when they went, though but a little way, would carry all their trumpery with them). I told them the skin was

off my back, but I had no other comforting answer from them than this: that it would be no matter if my head were

off too.

THE THIRTEENTH REMOVE

Instead of going toward the Bay, which was that I desired, I must go with them five or six miles down the

river into a mighty thicket of brush; where we abode almost a fortnight. Here one asked me to make a shirt for her

papoose, for which she gave me a mess of broth, which was thickened with meal made of the bark of a tree, and to

make it the better, she had put into it about a handful of peas, and a few roasted ground nuts. I had not seen my son a

pretty while, and here was an Indian of whom I made inquiry after him, and asked him when he saw him. He

answered me that such a time his master roasted him, and that himself did eat a piece of him, as big as his two

fingers, and that he was very good meat. But the Lord upheld my Spirit, under this discouragement; and I considered

their horrible addictedness to lying, and that there is not one of them that makes the least conscience of speaking of

truth. In this place, on a cold night, as I lay by the fire, I removed a stick that kept the heat from me. A squaw moved

it down again, at which I looked up, and she threw a handful of ashes in mine eyes. I thought I should have been

quite blinded, and have never seen more, but lying down, the water run out of my eyes, and carried the dirt with it,

that by the morning I recovered my sight again. Yet upon this, and the like occasions, I hope it is not too much to

say with Job, "Have pity upon me, O ye my Friends, for the Hand of the Lord has touched me." And here I cannot

but remember how many times sitting in their wigwams, and musing on things past, I should suddenly leap up and

run out, as if I had been at home, forgetting where I was, and what my condition was; but when I was without, and

saw nothing but wilderness, and woods, and a company of barbarous heathens, my mind quickly returned to me,

which made me think of that, spoken concerning Sampson, who said, "I will go out and shake myself as at other

times, but he wist not that the Lord was departed from him." About this time I began to think that all my hopes of

restoration would come to nothing. I thought of the English army, and hoped for their coming, and being taken by

them, but that failed. I hoped to be carried to Albany, as the Indians had discoursed before, but that failed also. I

thought of being sold to my husband, as my master spake, but instead of that, my master himself was gone, and I left

behind, so that my spirit was now quite ready to sink. I asked them to let me go out and pick up some sticks, that I

might get alone, and pour out my heart unto the Lord. Then also I took my Bible to read, but I found no comfort here

neither, which many times I was wont to find. So easy a thing it is with God to dry up the streams of Scripture

comfort from us. Yet I can say, that in all my sorrows and afflictions, God did not leave me to have my impatience

work towards Himself, as if His ways were unrighteous. But I knew that He laid upon me less than I deserved.

Afterward, before this doleful time ended with me, I was turning the leaves of my Bible, and the Lord brought to me

some Scriptures, which did a little revive me, as that [in] Isaiah 55.8: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts,

neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." And also that [in] Psalm 37.5: "Commit thy way unto the Lord;

trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass." About this time they came yelping from Hadley, where they had

killed three Englishmen, and brought one captive with them, viz. Thomas Read. They all gathered about the poor

man, asking him many questions. I desired also to go and see him; and when I came, he was crying bitterly,

supposing they would quickly kill him. Whereupon I asked one of them, whether they intended to kill him; he

answered me, they would not. He being a little cheered with that, I asked him about the welfare of my husband. He

told me he saw him such a time in the Bay, and he was well, but very melancholy. By which I certainly understood

(though I suspected it before) that whatsoever the Indians told me respecting him was vanity and lies. Some of them

told me he was dead, and they had killed him; some said he was married again, and that the Governor wished him to

marry; and told him he should have his choice, and that all persuaded I was dead. So like were these barbarous

creatures to him who was a liar from the beginning.

As I was sitting once in the wigwam here, Philip's maid came in with the child in her arms, and asked me to

give her a piece of my apron, to make a flap for it. I told her I would not. Then my mistress bade me give it, but still

I said no. The maid told me if I would not give her a piece, she would tear a piece off it. I told her I would tear her

coat then. With that my mistress rises up, and take up a stick big enough to have killed me, and struck at me with it.

But I stepped out, and she struck the stick into the mat of the wigwam. But while she was pulling of it out I ran to

the maid and gave her all my apron, and so that storm went over.

Hearing that my son was come to this place, I went to see him, and told him his father was well, but

melancholy. He told me he was as much grieved for his father as for himself. I wondered at his speech, for I thought

I had enough upon my spirit in reference to myself, to make me mindless of my husband and everyone else; they

being safe among their friends. He told me also, that awhile before, his master (together with other Indians) were

going to the French for powder; but by the way the Mohawks met with them, and killed four of their company,

which made the rest turn back again, for it might have been worse with him, had he been sold to the French, than it

proved to be in his remaining with the Indians.

I went to see an English youth in this place, one John Gilbert of Springfield. I found him lying without

doors, upon the ground. I asked him how he did? He told me he was very sick of a flux, with eating so much blood.

They had turned him out of the wigwam, and with him an Indian papoose, almost dead (whose parents had been

killed), in a bitter cold day, without fire or clothes. The young man himself had nothing on but his shirt and

waistcoat. This sight was enough to melt a heart of flint. There they lay quivering in the cold, the youth round like a

dog, the papoose stretched out with his eyes and nose and mouth full of dirt, and yet alive, and groaning. I advised

John to go and get to some fire. He told me he could not stand, but I persuaded him still, lest he should lie there and

die. And with much ado I got him to a fire, and went myself home. As soon as I was got home his master's daughter

came after me, to know what I had done with the Englishman. I told her I had got him to a fire in such a place. Now

had I need to pray Paul's Prayer "That we may be delivered from unreasonable and wicked men" (2 Thessalonians

3.2). For her satisfaction I went along with her, and brought her to him; but before I got home again it was noised

about that I was running away and getting the English youth, along with me; that as soon as I came in they began to

rant and domineer, asking me where I had been, and what I had been doing? and saying they would knock him on

the head. I told them I had been seeing the English youth, and that I would not run away. They told me I lied, and

taking up a hatchet, they came to me, and said they would knock me down if I stirred out again, and so confined me

to the wigwam. Now may I say with David, "I am in a great strait" (2 Samuel 24.14). If I keep in, I must die with

hunger, and if I go out, I must be knocked in head. This distressed condition held that day, and half the next. And

then the Lord remembered me, whose mercies are great. Then came an Indian to me with a pair of stockings that

were too big for him, and he would have me ravel them out, and knit them fit for him. I showed myself willing, and

bid him ask my mistress if I might go along with him a little way; she said yes, I might, but I was not a little

refreshed with that news, that I had my liberty again. Then I went along with him, and he gave me some roasted

ground nuts, which did again revive my feeble stomach.

Being got out of her sight, I had time and liberty again to look into my Bible; which was my guide by day,

and my pillow by night. Now that comfortable Scripture presented itself to me, "For a small moment have I forsaken

thee, but with great mercies will I gather thee" (Isaiah 54.7). Thus the Lord carried me along from one time to

another, and made good to me this precious promise, and many others. Then my son came to see me, and I asked his

master to let him stay awhile with me, that I might comb his head, and look over him, for he was almost overcome

with lice. He told me, when I had done, that he was very hungry, but I had nothing to relieve him, but bid him go

into the wigwams as he went along, and see if he could get any thing among them. Which he did, and it seems

tarried a little too long; for his master was angry with him, and beat him, and then sold him. Then he came running

to tell me he had a new master, and that he had given him some ground nuts already. Then I went along with him to

his new master who told me he loved him, and he should not want. So his master carried him away, and I never saw

him afterward, till I saw him at Piscataqua in Portsmouth.

That night they bade me go out of the wigwam again. My mistress's papoose was sick, and it died that

night, and there was one benefit in it—that there was more room. I went to a wigwam, and they bade me come in,

and gave me a skin to lie upon, and a mess of venison and ground nuts, which was a choice dish among them. On

the morrow they buried the papoose, and afterward, both morning and evening, there came a company to mourn and

howl with her; though I confess I could not much condole with them. Many sorrowful days I had in this place, often

getting alone. "Like a crane, or a swallow, so did I chatter; I did mourn as a dove, mine eyes ail with looking

upward. Oh, Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me" (Isaiah 38.14). I could tell the Lord, as Hezekiah, "Remember

now O Lord, I beseech thee, how I have walked before thee in truth." Now had I time to examine all my ways: my

conscience did not accuse me of unrighteousness toward one or other; yet I saw how in my walk with God, I had

been a careless creature. As David said, "Against thee, thee only have I sinned": and I might say with the poor

publican, "God be merciful unto me a sinner." On the Sabbath days, I could look upon the sun and think how people

were going to the house of God, to have their souls refreshed; and then home, and their bodies also; but I was

destitute of both; and might say as the poor prodigal, "He would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the

swine did eat, and no man gave unto him" (Luke 15.16). For I must say with him, "Father, I have sinned against

Heaven and in thy sight." I remembered how on the night before and after the Sabbath, when my family was about

me, and relations and neighbors with us, we could pray and sing, and then refresh our bodies with the good creatures

of God; and then have a comfortable bed to lie down on; but instead of all this, I had only a little swill for the body

and then, like a swine, must lie down on the ground. I cannot express to man the sorrow that lay upon my spirit; the

Lord knows it. Yet that comfortable Scripture would often come to mind, "For a small moment have I forsaken thee,

but with great mercies will I gather thee."

THE FOURTEENTH REMOVE

Now must we pack up and be gone from this thicket, bending our course toward the Baytowns; I having

nothing to eat by the way this day, but a few crumbs of cake, that an Indian gave my girl the same day we were

taken. She gave it me, and I put it in my pocket; there it lay, till it was so moldy (for want of good baking) that one

could not tell what it was made of; it fell all to crumbs, and grew so dry and hard, that it was like little flints; and this

refreshed me many times, when I was ready to faint. It was in my thoughts when I put it into my mouth, that if ever I

returned, I would tell the world what a blessing the Lord gave to such mean food. As we went along they killed a

deer, with a young one in her, they gave me a piece of the fawn, and it was so young and tender, that one might eat

the bones as well as the flesh, and yet I thought it very good. When night came on we sat down; it rained, but they

quickly got up a bark wigwam, where I lay dry that night. I looked out in the morning, and many of them had lain in

the rain all night, I saw by their reeking. Thus the Lord dealt mercifully with me many times, and I fared better than

many of them. In the morning they took the blood of the deer, and put it into the paunch, and so boiled it. I could eat

nothing of that, though they ate it sweetly. And yet they were so nice in other things, that when I had fetched water,

and had put the dish I dipped the water with into the kettle of water which I brought, they would say they would

knock me down; for they said, it was a sluttish trick.

THE FIFTEENTH REMOVE

We went on our travel. I having got one handful of ground nuts, for my support that day, they gave me my

load, and I went on cheerfully (with the thoughts of going homeward), having my burden more on my back than my

spirit. We came to Banquang river again that day, near which we abode a few days. Sometimes one of them would

give me a pipe, another a little tobacco, another a little salt: which I would change for a little victuals. I cannot but

think what a wolvish appetite persons have in a starving condition; for many times when they gave me that which

was hot, I was so greedy, that I should burn my mouth, that it would trouble me hours after, and yet I should quickly

do the same again. And after I was thoroughly hungry, I was never again satisfied. For though sometimes it fell out,

that I got enough, and did eat till I could eat no more, yet I was as unsatisfied as I was when I began. And now could

I see that Scripture verified (there being many Scriptures which we do not take notice of, or understand till we are

afflicted) "Thou shalt eat and not be satisfied" (Micah 6.14). Now might I see more than ever before, the miseries

that sin hath brought upon us. Many times I should be ready to run against the heathen, but the Scripture would quiet

me again, "Shall there be evil in a City and the Lord hath not done it?" (Amos 3.6). The Lord help me to make a

right improvement of His word, and that I might learn that great lesson: "He hath showed thee (Oh Man) what is

good, and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and love mercy, and walk humbly with thy God? Hear

ye the rod, and who hath appointed it" (Micah 6.8-9).

THE SIXTEENTH REMOVAL

We began this remove with wading over Banquang river: the water was up to the knees, and the stream

very swift, and so cold that I thought it would have cut me in sunder. I was so weak and feeble, that I reeled as I

went along, and thought there I must end my days at last, after my bearing and getting through so many difficulties.

The Indians stood laughing to see me staggering along; but in my distress the Lord gave me experience of the truth,

and goodness of that promise, "When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers,

they shall not overflow thee" (Isaiah 43.2). Then I sat down to put on my stockings and shoes, with the tears running

down mine eyes, and sorrowful thoughts in my heart, but I got up to go along with them. Quickly there came up to

us an Indian, who informed them that I must go to Wachusett to my master, for there was a letter come from the

council to the Sagamores, about redeeming the captives, and that there would be another in fourteen days, and that I

must be there ready. My heart was so heavy before that I could scarce speak or go in the path; and yet now so light,

that I could run. My strength seemed to come again, and recruit my feeble knees, and aching heart. Yet it pleased

them to go but one mile that night, and there we stayed two days. In that time came a company of Indians to us, near

thirty, all on horseback. My heart skipped within me, thinking they had been Englishmen at the first sight of them,

for they were dressed in English apparel, with hats, white neckcloths, and sashes about their waists; and ribbons

upon their shoulders; but when they came near, there was a vast difference between the lovely faces of Christians,

and foul looks of those heathens, which much damped my spirit again.

THE SEVENTEENTH REMOVE

A comfortable remove it was to me, because of my hopes. They gave me a pack, and along we went

cheerfully; but quickly my will proved more than my strength; having little or no refreshing, my strength failed me,

and my spirits were almost quite gone. Now may I say with David "I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded

within me. I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down like the locust; my knees are weak

through fasting, and my flesh faileth of fatness" (Psalm 119.22-24). At night we came to an Indian town, and the

Indians sat down by a wigwam discoursing, but I was almost spent, and could scarce speak. I laid down my load,

and went into the wigwam, and there sat an Indian boiling of horses feet (they being wont to eat the flesh first, and

when the feet were old and dried, and they had nothing else, they would cut off the feet and use them). I asked him

to give me a little of his broth, or water they were boiling in; he took a dish, and gave me one spoonful of samp, and

bid me take as much of the broth as I would. Then I put some of the hot water to the samp, and drank it up, and my

spirit came again. He gave me also a piece of the ruff or ridding of the small guts, and I broiled it on the coals; and

now may I say with Jonathan, "See, I pray you, how mine eyes have been enlightened, because I tasted a little of this

honey" (1 Samuel 14.29). Now is my spirit revived again; though means be never so inconsiderable, yet if the Lord

bestow His blessing upon them, they shall refresh both soul and body.

THE EIGHTEENTH REMOVE

We took up our packs and along we went, but a wearisome day I had of it. As we went along I saw an

Englishman stripped naked, and lying dead upon the ground, but knew not who it was. Then we came to another

Indian town, where we stayed all night. In this town there were four English children, captives; and one of them my

own sister's. I went to see how she did, and she was well, considering her captive condition. I would have tarried

that night with her, but they that owned her would not suffer it. Then I went into another wigwam, where they were

boiling corn and beans, which was a lovely sight to see, but I could not get a taste thereof. Then I went to another

wigwam, where there were two of the English children; the squaw was boiling horses feet; then she cut me off a

little piece, and gave one of the English children a piece also. Being very hungry I had quickly eat up mine, but the

child could not bite it, it was so tough and sinewy, but lay sucking, gnawing, chewing and slabbering of it in the

mouth and hand. Then I took it of the child, and eat it myself, and savory it was to my taste. Then I may say as Job

6.7, "The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat." Thus the Lord made that pleasant

refreshing, which another time would have been an abomination. Then I went home to my mistress's wigwam; and

they told me I disgraced my master with begging, and if I did so any more, they would knock me in the head. I told

them, they had as good knock me in head as starve me to death.

THE NINETEENTH REMOVE

They said, when we went out, that we must travel to Wachusett this day. But a bitter weary day I had of it,

traveling now three days together, without resting any day between. At last, after many weary steps, I saw

Wachusett hills, but many miles off. Then we came to a great swamp, through which we traveled, up to the knees in

mud and water, which was heavy going to one tired before. Being almost spent, I thought I should have sunk down

at last, and never got out; but I may say, as in Psalm 94.18, "When my foot slipped, thy mercy, O Lord, held me up."

Going along, having indeed my life, but little spirit, Philip, who was in the company, came up and took me by the

hand, and said, two weeks more and you shall be mistress again. I asked him, if he spake true? He answered, "Yes,

and quickly you shall come to your master again; who had been gone from us three weeks." After many weary steps

we came to Wachusett, where he was: and glad I was to see him. He asked me, when I washed me? I told him not

this month. Then he fetched me some water himself, and bid me wash, and gave me the glass to see how I looked;

and bid his squaw give me something to eat. So she gave me a mess of beans and meat, and a little ground nut cake.

I was wonderfully revived with this favor showed me: "He made them also to be pitied of all those that carried them

captives" (Psalm 106.46).

My master had three squaws, living sometimes with one, and sometimes with another one, this old squaw,

at whose wigwam I was, and with whom my master had been those three weeks. Another was Wattimore

[Weetamoo] with whom I had lived and served all this while. A severe and proud dame she was, bestowing every

day in dressing herself neat as much time as any of the gentry of the land: powdering her hair, and painting her face,

going with necklaces, with jewels in her ears, and bracelets upon her hands. When she had dressed herself, her work

was to make girdles of wampum and beads. The third squaw was a younger one, by whom he had two papooses. By

the time I was refreshed by the old squaw, with whom my master was, Weetamoo's maid came to call me home, at

which I fell aweeping. Then the old squaw told me, to encourage me, that if I wanted victuals, I should come to her,

and that I should lie there in her wigwam. Then I went with the maid, and quickly came again and lodged there. The

squaw laid a mat under me, and a good rug over me; the first time I had any such kindness showed me. I understood

that Weetamoo thought that if she should let me go and serve with the old squaw, she would be in danger to lose not

only my service, but the redemption pay also. And I was not a little glad to hear this; being by it raised in my hopes,

that in God's due time there would be an end of this sorrowful hour. Then came an Indian, and asked me to knit him

three pair of stockings, for which I had a hat, and a silk handkerchief. Then another asked me to make her a shift, for

which she gave me an apron.

Then came Tom and Peter, with the second letter from the council, about the captives. Though they were

Indians, I got them by the hand, and burst out into tears. My heart was so full that I could not speak to them; but

recovering myself, I asked them how my husband did, and all my friends and acquaintance? They said, "They are all

very well but melancholy." They brought me two biscuits, and a pound of tobacco. The tobacco I quickly gave

away. When it was all gone, one asked me to give him a pipe of tobacco. I told him it was all gone. Then began he

to rant and threaten. I told him when my husband came I would give him some. Hang him rogue (says he) I will

knock out his brains, if he comes here. And then again, in the same breath they would say that if there should come

an hundred without guns, they would do them no hurt. So unstable and like madmen they were. So that fearing the

worst, I durst not send to my husband, though there were some thoughts of his coming to redeem and fetch me, not

knowing what might follow. For there was little more trust to them than to the master they served. When the letter

was come, the Sagamores met to consult about the captives, and called me to them to inquire how much my husband

would give to redeem me. When I came I sat down among them, as I was wont to do, as their manner is. Then they

bade me stand up, and said they were the General Court. They bid me speak what I thought he would give. Now

knowing that all we had was destroyed by the Indians, I was in a great strait. I thought if I should speak of but a little

it would be slighted, and hinder the matter; if of a great sum, I knew not where it would be procured. Yet at a

venture I said "Twenty pounds," yet desired them to take less. But they would not hear of that, but sent that message

to Boston, that for twenty pounds I should be redeemed. It was a Praying Indian that wrote their letter for them.

There was another Praying Indian, who told me, that he had a brother, that would not eat horse; his conscience was

so tender and scrupulous (though as large as hell, for the destruction of poor Christians). Then he said, he read that

Scripture to him, "There was a famine in Samaria, and behold they besieged it, until an ass's head was sold for four-

score pieces of silver, and the fourth part of a cab of dove's dung for five pieces of silver" (2 Kings 6.25). He

expounded this place to his brother, and showed him that it was lawful to eat that in a famine which is not at another

time. And now, says he, he will eat horse with any Indian of them all. There was another Praying Indian, who when

he had done all the mischief that he could, betrayed his own father into the English hands, thereby to purchase his

own life. Another Praying Indian was at Sudbury fight, though, as he deserved, he was afterward hanged for it.

There was another Praying Indian, so wicked and cruel, as to wear a string about his neck, strung with Christians'

fingers. Another Praying Indian, when they went to Sudbury fight, went with them, and his squaw also with him,

with her papoose at her back. Before they went to that fight they got a company together to pow-wow. The manner

was as followeth: there was one that kneeled upon a deerskin, with the company round him in a ring who kneeled,

and striking upon the ground with their hands, and with sticks, and muttering or humming with their mouths.

Besides him who kneeled in the ring, there also stood one with a gun in his hand. Then he on the deerskin made a

speech, and all manifested assent to it; and so they did many times together. Then they bade him with the gun go out

of the ring, which he did. But when he was out, they called him in again; but he seemed to make a stand; then they

called the more earnestly, till he returned again. Then they all sang. Then they gave him two guns, in either hand

one. And so he on the deerskin began again; and at the end of every sentence in his speaking, they all assented,

humming or muttering with their mouths, and striking upon the ground with their hands. Then they bade him with

the two guns go out of the ring again; which he did, a little way. Then they called him in again, but he made a stand.

So they called him with greater earnestness; but he stood reeling and wavering as if he knew not whither he should

stand or fall, or which way to go. Then they called him with exceeding great vehemency, all of them, one and

another. After a little while he turned in, staggering as he went, with his arms stretched out, in either hand a gun. As

soon as he came in they all sang and rejoiced exceedingly a while. And then he upon the deerskin, made another

speech unto which they all assented in a rejoicing manner. And so they ended their business, and forthwith went to

Sudbury fight. To my thinking they went without any scruple, but that they should prosper, and gain the victory.

And they went out not so rejoicing, but they came home with as great a victory. For they said they had killed two

captains and almost an hundred men. One Englishman they brought along with them: and he said, it was too true, for

they had made sad work at Sudbury, as indeed it proved. Yet they came home without that rejoicing and triumphing

over their victory which they were wont to show at other times; but rather like dogs (as they say) which have lost

their ears. Yet I could not perceive that it was for their own loss of men. They said they had not lost above five or

six; and I missed none, except in one wigwam. When they went, they acted as if the devil had told them that they

should gain the victory; and now they acted as if the devil had told them they should have a fall. Whither it were so

or no, I cannot tell, but so it proved, for quickly they began to fall, and so held on that summer, till they came to

utter ruin. They came home on a Sabbath day, and the Powaw that kneeled upon the deer-skin came home (I may

say, without abuse) as black as the devil. When my master came home, he came to me and bid me make a shirt for

his papoose, of a holland-laced pillowbere. About that time there came an Indian to me and bid me come to his

wigwam at night, and he would give me some pork and ground nuts. Which I did, and as I was eating, another

Indian said to me, he seems to be your good friend, but he killed two Englishmen at Sudbury, and there lie their

clothes behind you: I looked behind me, and there I saw bloody clothes, with bullet-holes in them. Yet the Lord

suffered not this wretch to do me any hurt. Yea, instead of that, he many times refreshed me; five or six times did he

and his squaw refresh my feeble carcass. If I went to their wigwam at any time, they would always give me

something, and yet they were strangers that I never saw before. Another squaw gave me a piece of fresh pork, and a

little salt with it, and lent me her pan to fry it in; and I cannot but remember what a sweet, pleasant and delightful

relish that bit had to me, to this day. So little do we prize common mercies when we have them to the full.

THE TWENTIETH REMOVE

It was their usual manner to remove, when they had done any mischief, lest they should be found out; and

so they did at this time. We went about three or four miles, and there they built a great wigwam, big enough to hold

an hundred Indians, which they did in preparation to a great day of dancing. They would say now amongst

themselves, that the governor would be so angry for his loss at Sudbury, that he would send no more about the

captives, which made me grieve and tremble. My sister being not far from the place where we now were, and

hearing that I was here, desired her master to let her come and see me, and he was willing to it, and would go with

her; but she being ready before him, told him she would go before, and was come within a mile or two of the place.

Then he overtook her, and began to rant as if he had been mad, and made her go back again in the rain; so that I

never saw her till I saw her in Charlestown. But the Lord requited many of their ill doings, for this Indian her master,

was hanged afterward at Boston. The Indians now began to come from all quarters, against their merry dancing day.

Among some of them came one goodwife Kettle. I told her my heart was so heavy that it was ready to break. "So is

mine too," said she, but yet said, "I hope we shall hear some good news shortly." I could hear how earnestly my

sister desired to see me, and I as earnestly desired to see her; and yet neither of us could get an opportunity. My

daughter was also now about a mile off, and I had not seen her in nine or ten weeks, as I had not seen my sister since

our first taking. I earnestly desired them to let me go and see them: yea, I entreated, begged, and persuaded them,

but to let me see my daughter; and yet so hard-hearted were they, that they would not suffer it. They made use of

their tyrannical power whilst they had it; but through the Lord's wonderful mercy, their time was now but short.

On a Sabbath day, the sun being about an hour high in the afternoon, came Mr. John Hoar (the council

permitting him, and his own foreward spirit inclining him), together with the two forementioned Indians, Tom and

Peter, with their third letter from the council. When they came near, I was abroad. Though I saw them not, they

presently called me in, and bade me sit down and not stir. Then they catched up their guns, and away they ran, as if

an enemy had been at hand, and the guns went off apace. I manifested some great trouble, and they asked me what

was the matter? I told them I thought they had killed the Englishman (for they had in the meantime informed me that

an Englishman was come). They said, no. They shot over his horse and under and before his horse, and they pushed

him this way and that way, at their pleasure, showing what they could do. Then they let them come to their

wigwams. I begged of them to let me see the Englishman, but they would not. But there was I fain to sit their

pleasure. When they had talked their fill with him, they suffered me to go to him. We asked each other of our

welfare, and how my husband did, and all my friends? He told me they were all well, and would be glad to see me.

Amongst other things which my husband sent me, there came a pound of tobacco, which I sold for nine shillings in

money; for many of the Indians for want of tobacco, smoked hemlock, and ground ivy. It was a great mistake in any,

who thought I sent for tobacco; for through the favor of God, that desire was overcome. I now asked them whether I

should go home with Mr. Hoar? They answered no, one and another of them, and it being night, we lay down with

that answer. In the morning Mr. Hoar invited the Sagamores to dinner; but when we went to get it ready we found

that they had stolen the greatest part of the provision Mr. Hoar had brought, out of his bags, in the night. And we

may see the wonderful power of God, in that one passage, in that when there was such a great number of the Indians

together, and so greedy of a little good food, and no English there but Mr. Hoar and myself, that there they did not

knock us in the head, and take what we had, there being not only some provision, but also trading-cloth, a part of the

twenty pounds agreed upon. But instead of doing us any mischief, they seemed to be ashamed of the fact, and said, it

were some matchit Indian that did it. Oh, that we could believe that there is nothing too hard for God! God showed

His power over the heathen in this, as He did over the hungry lions when Daniel was cast into the den. Mr. Hoar

called them betime to dinner, but they ate very little, they being so busy in dressing themselves, and getting ready

for their dance, which was carried on by eight of them, four men and four squaws. My master and mistress being

two. He was dressed in his holland shirt, with great laces sewed at the tail of it; he had his silver buttons, his white

stockings, his garters were hung round with shillings, and he had girdles of wampum upon his head and shoulders.

She had a kersey coat, and covered with girdles of wampum from the loins upward. Her arms from her elbows to her

hands were covered with bracelets; there were handfuls of necklaces about her neck, and several sorts of jewels in

her ears. She had fine red stockings, and white shoes, her hair powdered and face painted red, that was always

before black. And all the dancers were after the same manner. There were two others singing and knocking on a

kettle for their music. They kept hopping up and down one after another, with a kettle of water in the midst, standing

warm upon some embers, to drink of when they were dry. They held on till it was almost night, throwing out

wampum to the standers by. At night I asked them again, if I should go home? They all as one said no, except my

husband would come for me. When we were lain down, my master went out of the wigwam, and by and by sent in

an Indian called James the Printer, who told Mr. Hoar, that my master would let me go home tomorrow, if he would

let him have one pint of liquors. Then Mr. Hoar called his own Indians, Tom and Peter, and bid them go and see

whether he would promise it before them three; and if he would, he should have it; which he did, and he had it. Then

Philip smelling the business called me to him, and asked me what I would give him, to tell me some good news, and

speak a good word for me. I told him I could not tell what to give him. I would [give him] anything I had, and asked

him what he would have? He said two coats and twenty shillings in money, and half a bushel of seed corn, and some

tobacco. I thanked him for his love; but I knew the good news as well as the crafty fox. My master after he had had

his drink, quickly came ranting into the wigwam again, and called for Mr. Hoar, drinking to him, and saying, he was

a good man, and then again he would say, "hang him rogue." Being almost drunk, he would drink to him, and yet

presently say he should be hanged. Then he called for me. I trembled to hear him, yet I was fain to go to him, and he

drank to me, showing no incivility. He was the first Indian I saw drunk all the while that I was amongst them. At last

his squaw ran out, and he after her, round the wigwam, with his money jingling at his knees. But she escaped him.

But having an old squaw he ran to her; and so through the Lord's mercy, we were no more troubled that night. Yet I

had not a comfortable night's rest; for I think I can say, I did not sleep for three nights together. The night before the

letter came from the council, I could not rest, I was so full of fears and troubles, God many times leaving us most in

the dark, when deliverance is nearest. Yea, at this time I could not rest night nor day. The next night I was

overjoyed, Mr. Hoar being come, and that with such good tidings. The third night I was even swallowed up with the

thoughts of things, viz. that ever I should go home again; and that I must go, leaving my children behind me in the

wilderness; so that sleep was now almost departed from mine eyes.

On Tuesday morning they called their general court (as they call it) to consult and determine, whether I

should go home or no. And they all as one man did seemingly consent to it, that I should go home; except Philip,

who would not come among them.

But before I go any further, I would take leave to mention a few remarkable passages of providence, which

I took special notice of in my afflicted time.

1. Of the fair opportunity lost in the long march, a little after the fort fight, when our English army was so

numerous, and in pursuit of the enemy, and so near as to take several and destroy them, and the enemy in such

distress for food that our men might track them by their rooting in the earth for ground nuts, whilst they were flying

for their lives. I say, that then our army should want provision, and be forced to leave their pursuit and return

homeward; and the very next week the enemy came upon our town, like bears bereft of their whelps, or so many

ravenous wolves, rending us and our lambs to death. But what shall I say? God seemed to leave his People to

themselves, and order all things for His own holy ends. Shall there be evil in the City and the Lord hath not done it?

They are not grieved for the affliction of Joseph, therefore shall they go captive, with the first that go captive. It is

the Lord's doing, and it should be marvelous in our eyes.

2. I cannot but remember how the Indians derided the slowness, and dullness of the English army, in its

setting out. For after the desolations at Lancaster and Medfield, as I went along with them, they asked me when I

thought the English army would come after them? I told them I could not tell. "It may be they will come in May,"

said they. Thus did they scoff at us, as if the English would be a quarter of a year getting ready.

3. Which also I have hinted before, when the English army with new supplies were sent forth to pursue

after the enemy, and they understanding it, fled before them till they came to Banquang river, where they forthwith

went over safely; that that river should be impassable to the English. I can but admire to see the wonderful

providence of God in preserving the heathen for further affliction to our poor country. They could go in great

numbers over, but the English must stop. God had an over-ruling hand in all those things.

4. It was thought, if their corn were cut down, they would starve and die with hunger, and all their corn that

could be found, was destroyed, and they driven from that little they had in store, into the woods in the midst of

winter; and yet how to admiration did the Lord preserve them for His holy ends, and the destruction of many still

amongst the English! strangely did the Lord provide for them; that I did not see (all the time I was among them) one

man, woman, or child, die with hunger.

Though many times they would eat that, that a hog or a dog would hardly touch; yet by that God

strengthened them to be a scourge to His people.

The chief and commonest food was ground nuts. They eat also nuts and acorns, artichokes, lilly roots,

ground beans, and several other weeds and roots, that I know not.

They would pick up old bones, and cut them to pieces at the joints, and if they were full of worms and

maggots, they would scald them over the fire to make the vermine come out, and then boil them, and drink up the

liquor, and then beat the great ends of them in a mortar, and so eat them. They would eat horse's guts, and ears, and

all sorts of wild birds which they could catch; also bear, venison, beaver, tortoise, frogs, squirrels, dogs, skunks,

rattlesnakes; yea, the very bark of trees; besides all sorts of creatures, and provision which they plundered from the

English. I can but stand in admiration to see the wonderful power of God in providing for such a vast number of our

enemies in the wilderness, where there was nothing to be seen, but from hand to mouth. Many times in a morning,

the generality of them would eat up all they had, and yet have some further supply against they wanted. It is said,

"Oh, that my People had hearkened to me, and Israel had walked in my ways, I should soon have subdued their

Enemies, and turned my hand against their Adversaries" (Psalm 81.13-14). But now our perverse and evil carriages

in the sight of the Lord, have so offended Him, that instead of turning His hand against them, the Lord feeds and

nourishes them up to be a scourge to the whole land.

5. Another thing that I would observe is the strange providence of God, in turning things about when the

Indians was at the highest, and the English at the lowest. I was with the enemy eleven weeks and five days, and not

one week passed without the fury of the enemy, and some desolation by fire and sword upon one place or other.

They mourned (with their black faces) for their own losses, yet triumphed and rejoiced in their inhumane, and many

times devilish cruelty to the English. They would boast much of their victories; saying that in two hours time they

had destroyed such a captain and his company at such a place; and boast how many towns they had destroyed, and

then scoff, and say they had done them a good turn to send them to Heaven so soon. Again, they would say this

summer that they would knock all the rogues in the head, or drive them into the sea, or make them fly the country;

thinking surely, Agag-like, "The bitterness of Death is past." Now the heathen begins to think all is their own, and

the poor Christians' hopes to fail (as to man) and now their eyes are more to God, and their hearts sigh heaven-ward;

and to say in good earnest, "Help Lord, or we perish." When the Lord had brought His people to this, that the y saw

no help in anything but Himself; then He takes the quarrel into His own hand; and though they had made a pit, in

their own imaginations, as deep as hell for the Christians that summer, yet the Lord hurled themselves into it. And

the Lord had not so many ways before to preserve them, but now He hath as many to destroy them.

But to return again to my going home, where we may see a remarkable change of providence. At first they

were all against it, except my husband would come for me, but afterwards they assented to it, and seemed much to

rejoice in it; some asked me to send them some bread, others some tobacco, others shaking me by the hand, offering

me a hood and scarfe to ride in; not one moving hand or tongue against it. Thus hath the Lord answered my poor

desire, and the many earnest requests of others put up unto God for me. In my travels an Indian came to me and told

me, if I were willing, he and his squaw would run away, and go home along with me. I told him no: I was not

willing to run away, but desired to wait God's time, that I might go home quietly, and without fear. And now God

hath granted me my desire. O the wonderful power of God that I have seen, and the experience that I have had. I

have been in the midst of those roaring lions, and savage bears, that feared neither God, nor man, nor the devil, by

night and day, alone and in company, sleeping all sorts together, and yet not one of them ever offered me the least

abuse of unchastity to me, in word or action. Though some are ready to say I speak it for my own credit; but I speak

it in the presence of God, and to His Glory. God's power is as great now, and as sufficient to save, as when He

preserved Daniel in the lion's den; or the three children in the fiery furnace. I may well say as his Psalm 107.12 "Oh

give thanks unto the Lord for he is good, for his mercy endureth for ever." Let the redeemed of the Lord say so,

whom He hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy, especially that I should come away in the midst of so many

hundreds of enemies quietly and peaceably, and not a dog moving his tongue. So I took my leave of them, and in

coming along my heart melted into tears, more than all the while I was with them, and I was almost swallowed up

with the thoughts that ever I should go home again. About the sun going down, Mr. Hoar, and myself, and the two

Indians came to Lancaster, and a solemn sight it was to me. There had I lived many comfortable years amongst my

relations and neighbors, and now not one Christian to be seen, nor one house left standing. We went on to a

farmhouse that was yet standing, where we lay all night, and a comfortable lodging we had, though nothing but

straw to lie on. The Lord preserved us in safety that night, and raised us up again in the morning, and carried us

along, that before noon, we came to Concord. Now was I full of joy, and yet not without sorrow; joy to see such a

lovely sight, so many Christians together, and some of them my neighbors. There I met with my brother, and my

brother-in-law, who asked me, if I knew where his wife was? Poor heart! he had helped to bury her, and knew it not.

She being shot down by the house was partly burnt, so that those who were at Boston at the desolation of the town,

and came back afterward, and buried the dead, did not know her. Yet I was not without sorrow, to think how many

were looking and longing, and my own children amongst the rest, to enjoy that deliverance that I had now received,

and I did not know whether ever I should see them again. Being recruited with food and raiment we went to Boston

that day, where I met with my dear husband, but the thoughts of our dear children, one being dead, and the other we

could not tell where, abated our comfort each to other. I was not before so much hemmed in with the merciless and

cruel heathen, but now as much with pitiful, tender-hearted and compassionate Christians. In that poor, and

distressed, and beggarly condition I was received in; I was kindly entertained in several houses. So much love I

received from several (some of whom I knew, and others I knew not) that I am not capable to declare it. But the

Lord knows them all by name. The Lord reward them sevenfold into their bosoms of His spirituals, for their

temporals. The twenty pounds, the price of my redemption, was raised by some Boston gentlemen, and Mrs. Usher,

whose bounty and religious charity, I would not forget to make mention of. Then Mr. Thomas Shepard of

Charlestown received us into his house, where we continued eleven weeks; and a father and mother they were to us.

And many more tender-hearted friends we met with in that place. We were now in the midst of love, yet not without

much and frequent heaviness of heart for our poor children, and other relations, who were still in affliction. The

week following, after my coming in, the governor and council sent forth to the Indians again; and that not without

success; for they brought in my sister, and goodwife Kettle. Their not knowing where our children were was a sore

trial to us still, and yet we were not without secret hopes that we should see them again. That which was dead lay

heavier upon my spirit, than those which were alive and amongst the heathen: thinking how it suffered with its

wounds, and I was no way able to relieve it; and how it was buried by the heathen in the wilderness from among all

Christians. We were hurried up and down in our thoughts, sometime we should hear a report that they were gone

this way, and sometimes that; and that they were come in, in this place or that. We kept inquiring and listening to

hear concerning them, but no certain news as yet. About this time the council had ordered a day of public

thanksgiving. Though I thought I had still cause of mourning, and being unsettled in our minds, we thought we

would ride toward the eastward, to see if we could hear anything concerning our children. And as we were riding

along (God is the wise disposer of all things) between Ipswich and Rowley we met with Mr. William Hubbard, who

told us that our son Joseph was come in to Major Waldron's, and another with him, which was my sister's son. I

asked him how he knew it? He said the major himself told him so. So along we went till we came to Newbury; and

their minister being absent, they desired my husband to preach the thanksgiving for them; but he was not willing to

stay there that night, but would go over to Salisbury, to hear further, and come again in the morning, which he did,

and preached there that day. At night, when he had done, one came and told him that his daughter was come in at

Providence. Here was mercy on both hands. Now hath God fulfilled that precious Scripture which was such a

comfort to me in my distressed condition. When my heart was ready to sink into the earth (my children being gone, I

could not tell whither) and my knees trembling under me, and I was walking through the valley of the shadow of

death; then the Lord brought, and now has fulfilled that reviving word unto me: "Thus saith the Lord, Refrain thy

voice from weeping, and thine eyes from tears, for thy Work shall be rewarded, saith the Lord, and they shall come

again from the Land of the Enemy." Now we were between them, the one on the east, and the other on the west. Our

son being nearest, we went to him first, to Portsmouth, where we met with him, and with the Major also, who told us

he had done what he could, but could not redeem him under seven pounds, which the good people thereabouts were

pleased to pay. The Lord reward the major, and all the rest, though unknown to me, for their labor of Love. My

sister's son was redeemed for four pounds, which the council gave order for the payment of. Having now received

one of our children, we hastened toward the other. Going back through Newbury my husband preached there on the

Sabbath day; for which they rewarded him many fold.

On Monday we came to Charlestown, where we heard that the governor of Rhode Island had sent over for

our daughter, to take care of her, being now within his jurisdiction; which should not pass without our

acknowledgments. But she being nearer Rehoboth than Rhode Island, Mr. Newman went over, and took care of her

and brought her to his own house. And the goodness of God was admirable to us in our low estate, in that He raised

up passionate friends on every side to us, when we had nothing to recompense any for their love. The Indians were

now gone that way, that it was apprehended dangerous to go to her. But the carts which carried provision to the

English army, being guarded, brought her with them to Dorchester, where we received her safe. Blessed be the Lord

for it, for great is His power, and He can do whatsoever seemeth Him good. Her coming in was after this manner:

she was traveling one day with the Indians, with her basket at her back; the company of Indians were got before her,

and gone out of sight, all except one squaw; she followed the squaw till night, and then both of them lay down,

having nothing over them but the heavens and under them but the earth. Thus she traveled three days together, not

knowing whither she was going; having nothing to eat or drink but water, and green hirtle-berries. At last they came

into Providence, where she was kindly entertained by several of that town. The Indians often said that I should never

have her under twenty pounds. But now the Lord hath brought her in upon free-cost, and given her to me the second

time. The Lord make us a blessing indeed, each to others. Now have I seen that Scripture also fulfilled, "If any of

thine be driven out to the outmost parts of heaven, from thence will the Lord thy God gather thee, and from thence

will he fetch thee. And the Lord thy God will put all these curses upon thine enemies, and on them which hate thee,

which persecuted thee" (Deuteronomy 30.4-7). Thus hath the Lord brought me and mine out of that horrible pit, and

hath set us in the midst of tender-hearted and compassionate Christians. It is the desire of my soul that we may walk

worthy of the mercies received, and which we are receiving.

Our family being now gathered together (those of us that were living), the South Church in Boston hired an

house for us. Then we removed from Mr. Shepard's, those cordial friends, and went to Boston, where we continued

about three-quarters of a year. Still the Lord went along with us, and provided graciously for us. I thought it

somewhat strange to set up house-keeping with bare walls; but as Solomon says, "Money answers all things" and

that we had through the benevolence of Christian friends, some in this town, and some in that, and others; and some

from England; that in a little time we might look, and see the house furnished with love. The Lord hath been

exceeding good to us in our low estate, in that when we had neither house nor home, nor other necessaries, the Lord

so moved the hearts of these and those towards us, that we wanted neither food, nor raiment for ourselves or ours:

"There is a Friend which sticketh closer than a Brother" (Proverbs 18.24). And how many such friends have we

found, and now living amongst? And truly such a friend have we found him to be unto us, in whose house we lived,

viz. Mr. James Whitcomb, a friend unto us near hand, and afar off.

I can remember the time when I used to sleep quietly without workings in my thoughts, whole nights

together, but now it is other ways with me. When all are fast about me, and no eye open, but His who ever waketh,

my thoughts are upon things past, upon the awful dispensation of the Lord towards us, upon His wonderful power

and might, in carrying of us through so many difficulties, in returning us in safety, and suffering none to hurt us. I

remember in the night season, how the other day I was in the midst of thousands of enemies, and nothing but death

before me. It is then hard work to persuade myself, that ever I should be satisfied with bread again. But now we are

fed with the finest of the wheat, and, as I may say, with honey out of the rock. Instead of the husk, we have the

fatted calf. The thoughts of these things in the particulars of them, and of the love and goodness of God towards us,

make it true of me, what David said of himself, "I watered my Couch with my tears" (Psalm 6.6). Oh! the wonderful

power of God that mine eyes have seen, affording matter enough for my thoughts to run in, that when others are

sleeping mine eyes are weeping.

I have seen the extreme vanity of this world: One hour I have been in health, and wealthy, wanting nothing.

But the next hour in sickness and wounds, and death, having nothing but sorrow and affliction.

Before I knew what affliction meant, I was ready sometimes to wish for it. When I lived in prosperity,

having the comforts of the world about me, my relations by me, my heart cheerful, and taking little care for

anything, and yet seeing many, whom I preferred before myself, under many trials and afflictions, in sickness,

weakness, poverty, losses, crosses, and cares of the world, I should be sometimes jealous least I should have my

portion in this life, and that Scripture would come to my mind, "For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and

scourgeth every Son whom he receiveth" (Hebrews 12.6). But now I see the Lord had His time to scourge and

chasten me. The portion of some is to have their afflictions by drops, now one drop and then another; but the dregs

of the cup, the wine of astonishment, like a sweeping rain that leaveth no food, did the Lord prepare to be my

portion. Affliction I wanted, and affliction I had, full measure (I thought), pressed down and running over. Yet I see,

when God calls a person to anything, and through never so many difficulties, yet He is fully able to carry them

through and make them see, and say they have been gainers thereby. And I hope I can say in some measure, as

David did, "It is good for me that I have been afflicted." The Lord hath showed me the vanity of these outward

things. That they are the vanity of vanities, and vexation of spirit, that they are but a shadow, a blast, a bubble, and

things of no continuance. That we must rely on God Himself, and our whole dependance must be upon Him. If

trouble from smaller matters begin to arise in me, I have something at hand to check myself with, and say, why am I

troubled? It was but the other day that if I had had the world, I would have given it for my freedom, or to have been

a servant to a Christian. I have learned to look beyond present and smaller troubles, and to be quieted under them.

As Moses said, "Stand still and see the salvation of the Lord" (Exodus 14.13).

Finis.