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death_n	world_n	wound_v	year_n	72	3	5.0086	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B09906	The soveraignty & goodness of God, together, with the faithfulness of his promises displayed; being a narrative of the captivity and restauration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson. Commended by her, to all that desires to know the Lords doing to, and dealings with her. Especially to her dear children and relations, / written by her own hand for her private use, and now made publick at the earnest desire of some friends, and for the benefit of the afflicted.	Rowlandson, Mary White, ca. 1635-ca. 1678.	1682 (1682)	Wing R2093; Evans 332; ESTC R213983	44,718	86

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 〈◊〉 and it seemed at present worse than death that it was in such a pitiful condition bespeaking Compassion and I had an refreshing for it nor suitable things to revive it Little do many think what is the savageness and bruitishness of this barbarous Enemy 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 week day were stain and mangled in a barbarous manner by one-ey'd 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 isolate Wilderness I knew not whether It is not 〈◊〉 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 wonderfull 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 dy I shall dy 〈◊〉 went on foot after it with sorrow that cannot be exprest At length I took it off the horse and ●●●●ed it in my armes till my strength sailed and I fell down with it Then they set me upon a horse with my wounded Child in my lap and there being no furnitunre upon the horse back as we were going down a steep hill we both fell over the horses head at which they like inhumane creatures laught and rejoyced to see it though I thought we should there have ended our dayes 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 stopt 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 armes 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 wonderfull power of God that my Spirit did not utterly sink under my affliction still the Lord upheld me with his gracious and mercifull 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 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 Childs 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 intendded viz. an Indian Town called Wenimesset Norward 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 Psal 27.13 I had fainted unless I had believed c. The next day was the Sabbath I then remembred how careless I had been of Gods holy time how many Sabbaths I had lost and mispent and how evily I had walked in Gods sight which lay so closs unto my spirit that it was easie for me to see how righteous it was with God to cut off the threed of my life and cast me out of his presence for ever Yet the Lord still shewed 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 Robbert Pepper a man belonging to Roxbury who was taken in Captain Beers his 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 Beers his 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 Psal 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 in stead 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 dayes 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 sorrowfull 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 houtes in the night my sweet Babe like a Lambe departed this life on Feb. 18. 1675. It being about six yeares and five months old It was nine dayes 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

which hate thee which persecuted thee 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 were moved from Mr. Shepards 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 fet up House keeping with bare walls but as Solomon sayes Mony 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 ●o 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 to wards us that we wanted neither food nor raiment for our selves or ours Prov. 18.24 There is a Friend which sticketh closer than a Brother 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 wayes 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 awfull dispensation of the Lord towards us upon his wonderfull 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 nothing but death before me It 〈◊〉 then hard work to perswade my self 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 rcok In stead 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 Psal 6.6 I watered my Couch with my tears Oh! the wonderfull 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 extrem vanity of this World One hour I have been in health and wealth 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 chearfull and taking little care for any thing and yet seeing many whom I preferred before my self under many tryals 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 Heb. 12.6 For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth and scourgeth every Son whom he receiveth 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 any thing 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 shewed 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 smallar matters begin to arise in me I have something at hand to check my self 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 Mosis said Exod. 14.13 Stand still and ses the salvation of the Lord. FINIS