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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

J see that Scripture verified there being many Scriptures which we do not take notice of or understand till we are affli ed Mic. 6.14 Thou shalt eat and not be satisfied Now might I see more than ever before the miseries that sin hath brought upon us Many times I should be ready to run out against the Heathen but the Scripture would quiet me again Amos 3 6. Shal there be evil in the City and the Lord hath not done it The Lord help me to make a right improvment of His Word and that I might learn that great lesson Mic. 6.8 9. He hath shewed 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 The sixteenth Remove We began this Remove with wading over Baquag 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 j was so weak and seeble that j reeled as I went along and thought there I must end my dayes at last after my bearing and getting thorough 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 Isai 43.2 When thou passest thorough the Waters I will be with thee and through the Rivers they shall not overflow thee Then I sat down to put on my stockins and shoos with the teares running down mine eyes and many sorrowfull thoughts in my heart but I gat up to go along with them Quickly there came up to us an Indian who informed them that I must go to Wachuset to my master for there was a Letter come from the Council to the Saggamores about redeeming the Captives and that there would be another in fourteen dayes 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 J could run My strength seemed to come again and recruit my feeble knees and aking heart yet it pleased them to go but one mile that night and there we stayed two dayes In that time came a company of Indians to us near thirty all on horse-back My heart skipt within me thinking they had been English men at the first sigbt of them for they were dressed in English Apparel with Hats white Neckcloths and Sashes about their wasts and Ribbonds upon their shoulders but when they came near their was a vaft difference between the lovely faces of Christians and the 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 chearfully but quickly my will proved more than my strength having little or no refreshing my strength failed me and my spirit were almost quite gone Now may I say with David Psal I 19.22 23 24. I am poor and needy and my heart is wounded within me I am gone like the shadow when it dec●ineth I am tossed up and down like the locusts my knees are weak through fasting and my flish faileth offainess At night we came to an Indian Town and the Indians sate down by a Wigwam discoursing but J was almost spent and could scarce speak I laid down my load and went into the Wigwam and there sat an Indian boyling 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 spoonfull 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 j tasted a little of this honey 1 Sam. 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 English-man stript 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 Sisters 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 boyling Corn and Beant which was alovely sight to see but J could not get a taste thereof Then I went to another Wigwam where there were two of the English Children the Squaw was boyling 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 moutb and band then I took it of the Child and eat it my self and favoury it was to my taste Then I may say as Job Chap. 6.7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowfull meat Thus the Lord made that pleasant refreshing which another time would have been an abomination Then I went home to my mistresses Wigwam and they told me I disgraced my master with begging and if I did so any more they would knock me in head I told them they had as good knock me in head as starve me to death The ninteenth Remove They said when we went out that we must travel to Wachuset this day But a bitter weary day I had of it travelling now three dayes to gether without resting any day between At last after many weary steps I saw Wachuset hills but many miles off Then we came to a great Swamp through which we travelled up to the knees in mud and water which was heavy going to one tyred before Being almost spent I thought I should have sunk down at last and never gat out but I may say as in Psal 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 shal be Mistress again I asked him if he spake true he answered Yes and quickly you shal come to your master again

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

read we opened the Bible and lighted on Psal 27. in which Psalm we especially took notice of that ver alt Wait no 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 Dorcester returned from Captivity and from four little Cousins and Neighbours 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 stript 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 knockt 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 travelled 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-aking thoughts here I had about my poor Children who were scattered up and down among the wild beasts of the forrest My head was light dissey either through hunger or hard lodging or trouble or altogether 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 Jer. 31.16 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 This was a sweet Cordial to me when I sat down and weept sweetly over this Scripture At this place we continued about four dayes 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 hindred and could make no hast whereupon they took him upon their backs and carried him one at a time till they came to Bacquaug 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 skil In this travel because of my wound I was somewhat favoured in my load I carried only my knitting work and two quarts of parched meal Being very faint I asked my mistriss to give me one spoonfull of the meal but she would not give me a taste They quickly sell 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 favour of God to my weakned body it being a very cold time I was not before acquainted with such kind of doings or dangers When thou passst through the water I will be with thee and through the Rivers th●● 〈◊〉 overflow thee Isai 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 boyled an old Horses leg which they had got and so we drank of the broth ●s soon as they thought it was ready and when it 〈◊〉 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 dy before I could eat such things yet they were sweet and savoury to my taste I was at this time knitting a pair of white cotton stockins for my mistriss 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 to morrow 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 Squams and they travelled with all they had bag and baggage and yet they got over this River aforesaid and on Munday 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 smoak 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 sound 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 Psal 81.13.14 The sixth Remove On Munday as I said they set their Wigwams on fire and went away It was a cold morning

has now given me power over it surely there are many who may be better imployed than to ly sucking a stinking Tobacco-pipe Now the Indians gather their Forces to go against North-Hampton over-night one went about yelling and hooting to give notice of the design Whereupon they fell to boyling 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 mony to my master but he bade me keep it and with it J bought a piece of Horse flesh Afterwards he asked me to make a Cap for his boy for which he invited me to Dinner J went and he gave me a Pancake about as big as two fingers it was made of parched wheat beaten and fryed in Bears grease but I though 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 Stockins for which she gave me a quart of Pease J boyled my Pease and Bear together and invited my master and mistriss to dinner but the proud Gossip be cause J served them both in one Dish would eat nothing except on bit that he gave her upon the point of his knife Hearing that my son was come to this place J went to see him and found him lying flat upon the ground J 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 J 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 smoak of the Wigwams J 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 spoonfull of Meal I put it in my Pocket to keep it safe yet notwithstanding some body stole it but put five Indian Corns in the room of it which Corns were the greatest Provisions J had in my travel for one day The Indians returning from North-Hamptom brought with them some Horses and Sheep and other things which they had taken J 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 J was utterly hopless of getting home on foot the way that I came I could hardly bear to think of the many weary sheps J had taken to come to this place The ninth Remove But in stead 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 we nothing But he living by the River side where I often went to setch 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 Papoos 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 any thing that they would accept of and be pleased with When we were at this place my Masters maid came home she had been gone three weeks into the Narrhaganset 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 Narrhaganset Countrey 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 my self travelling over Hills and thorough Swamps and could not find the way to him And I cannot but admire at the wonderfull power and goodness of God to me in that though I was gone from home and met with all sorts of Indian 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 shewed me the way to my Son When I came to him I found him not well and withall he had a boyl on his side which much troubled him We bemoaned one another while as the Lord helped us and then I returned again When I was returned I found my self 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 mournfull 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 whither she was sick or well or alive or dead J 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 Psal 55.22 But I was fain to go and look after something to fatisfie my hunger and going among the Wigwams J went into one and there found a Squaw who shewed her self very kind to me and gave me a piece of Bear J 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 J went to the same Squaw who had a Kettle of Ground nuts boyling J asked her to let me boyle my piece of Bear in her Kettle which she did and gave me some Ground-nuts to eat with it and J cannot but think how pleasant it was to me J have sometime seen Bear bake very handsomly among the English and some liked it but the thoughts that it was Bear made me tremble but now that was savoury to me that one would think was enough to turn the stomacn of a bruit Creature One bitter cold day j 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

remembred me whose mercyes 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 shewed my self willing and bid him ask my mistriss if I might go along with him a little way she said yes J might but J was not a little refresht with that news that J had my liberty again Then J 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 J had time and liberty again to look into my Bible Which was my Guid by day and my Pillow by night Now that comfortable Scripture presonted it self to me Isa 54.7 For a smal moment have I forsaken thee but with great mercies will I gather thee 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 J asked his master to let him stay a while with me that J might comb his head and look over him for he was almost over come 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 seemes 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 Groundouts 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 j never saw him afterward till j saw him at Pascataqua in Portsmouth That night they bade me go out of the Wigwam again my Mistrisses Papoos was sick and it died that night and there was one benefit in it that there was more room J went to a Wigwam and they bade me come in and gave me a skin to ly upon and a mess of Venson and Ground-nuts which was a choice Dish among them On the morrow they burried the Papoos and afterward both morning and evening there came a company to mourn and howle with her though j confess j could not much condole with them Many sorrowfull dayes j 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 fail with looking upward Oh Lord j am oppressed undertake for me Isa 38 14 I could tell the Lord as Hezeakiah ver 3. Remember now O Lord I beseech thee kow I have walked before thee in truth Now had I time to examine al my wayes my Conscience did not accuse me of un-righteousness toward one or other yet I saw how in m y walk with God I had been a careless creature As David said Against thee thee only have I sinned I might say with the poor Publican God be mereiful unto me a sinner On the Sabbath-dayes I could look upon the Sun and think how People were going to the house of God to have their Souls refresht then home and their bodies also but I was destitute of both 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 ver 21. I remembred how on the night before after the Sabbath when my Family was about me and Relations and Neighbours 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 ly down on but in stead of all this I had only a little Swill for the body and then like a Swine must ly 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 my 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 Bay-towns I haveing nothing to eat by the way this day but a few crumbs of Cake that an Indian gave my girle the same day we were taken She gave it me and I put it in my pocket there it lay till it was so mouldy for want of good baking that one could not tell what it was made of it fell all to crumbs grew so dry and hard that it was like little flints 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 sood 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 sate 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 line in the rain all night I saw by their Reaking 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 boyled 〈◊〉 I could eat nothing of that though they ate it ●we●●tly And yet they were so nice in other things that when I had fetcht water and had put the Dish I dipt 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 handfull of Ground-nuts for my support that day they gave me my load and j went on cheerfully with the thoughts of going homeward haveing my burden more on my back than my spirit we came to Baquang River again that day near which we abode a few dayes 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 thorougly 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 J was when I began And now could