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Decennium luctuosum An history of remarkable occurrences, in the long war, which New-England hath…
Decennium luctuosum An history of remarkable occurrences, in the long war, which New-England hath had with the Indian salvages, from the year, 1688. To the year 1698. Faithfully composed and improved. [One line of quotation in Latin]
printed by B. Green for Samuel Phillips, 1699
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RELATION. III.
Mary Plaisted, the Wife of Mr. James Plaisted, was made a Captive by the Indians, about Three Weeks, after her Delivery of a Male Child. They then Took her, with her Infant, off her Bed, and forced her to Travel in this her Weakness, the best part of a Day, without ⟨p. 56⟩any Respect or Pity. At Night, the Cold Ground, in the Open Air, was her Lodging; and for many a Day, she had no Nourishment, but a little Water, with a little Bears-flesh: which rendered her so feeble, that she, with her Infant, were not far from totally Starved. Upon her Cries to God, there was at length, some Supply sent in, by her Masters taking a Moose, the Broth whereof Recovered her. But she must now Travel, many Days, through' Woods, and Swamps, and Rocks, and over Mountains, and Frost and Snow, until she could stir no farther. Sitting down to Rest, she was not able to Rise, until her Diabolical Master helped her up; which when he did, he took her Child from her, and carried it unto a River, where stripping it of the few Rags it had, he took it by the Heels, and against a Tree dashed out its Brains, and then flung it into the River. So he Returned unto the miserable Mother, telling her, She was now eased of her Burden, and must walk faster than she did before!
MAry Plaisted, the Wife of Mr. James Plaisted, was made a Captive by the Indians, about Three Weeks, after her Delivery of a Male Child. They then Took her, with her Infant, off her Bed, and forced her to Travel in this her Weakness, the best part of a Day, without ⟨p. 56⟩any Respect or Pitty. At Night, the Cold Ground, in the Open Air, was her Lodging; and for many a Day, she had no Nourishment, but a little Water, with a little Bears-flesh: which rendred her so feeble, that she, with her Infant, were not far from totally Starved. Upon her Cries to God, there was at length, some Supply sent in, by her Masters taking a Moose, the Broath whereof Recovered her. But she must now Travel, many Dayes, thro' Woods, and Swamps, and Rocks, and over Mountains, and Frost and Snow, until she could stir no farther. Sitting down to Rest, she was not able to Rise, until her Diabolical Master help'd her up; which when he did, he took her Child from her, and carried it unto a River, where stripping it of the few Rags it had, he took it by the Heels, and against a Tree dash'd out its Brains, and then flang it into the River. So he Returned unto the miserable Mother, telling her, She was now eased of her Burden, and must walk faster than she did before!