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An essay for the recording of illustrious providences
An essay for the recording of illustrious providences: wherein, an account is given of many remarkable and very memorable events, which have happened in this last age; especially in New-England. / By Increase Mather, teacher of a church at Boston in New-England. ; [Six lines of Scripture texts]
Boston: printed by Samuel Green, 1684
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
while I was here all the Men in that Town came to see me: At this House I was three or four days, and then invited to another, and after that to another; at this place I was about thirteen days, and received much civility from a young man, a Bachelor, who invited me to his House, with whom I was for the most part, he was so kind as to lodge me in the Bed with himself, he gave me a Shirt, and would have bought me, but could not, for the Indians asked a hundred pounds for me. We were then to go to a place called Surril, and that young-man would go with me, because the Indians should not hurt me; this Man carried me on the Ice one ⟨p. 54⟩days Journey: for I could not now go at all: then there was so much Water on the Ice, we could go no further: so the Frenchman left me, and Provision for me; here we stayed two nights, and then travailed again, for then the Ice was strong; and in two days more I came to Surril; the first house we came to was late in the night, here again the People were kind. Next day being in much pain, I asked the Indians to carry me to the Chirurgeons, as they had promised, at which they were wroth, and one of them took up his Gun to knock me; but the French-men would not suffer it, but set upon him, and kicked him out of doors; then we went away from thence to a place two or three miles off, where the Indians had Wigwams; when I came to these Wigwams some of the Indians knew me, and seemed to pity me. While I was here, which was three or four days, the French came to see me, and it being Christmas time, they brought Cakes and other Provisions with them, and gave to me, so that I had no want: the Indians tried to cure me, but could not, then I asked for the Chirurgeon, an which one of the Indians in anger, struck me on the face with his Fist, a French man being by, the French-man spake to him, ⟨p. 55⟩I knew not what he said, and went his way. By and by came the Captain of the place into the Wigwam with about twelve armed Men, and asked where the Indian was that struck the English-man, and took him and told him he should go to the Bilboes, and then be hanged: the Indians were much terrified at this, as appeared by their Countenances and Trembling. I would have gone too, but the French-man bid me not fear, the Indians durst not hurt me.
while I was here all the Men in that Town came to see me: At this House I was three or four dayes, and then invited to another, and after that to another; at this place I was about thirteen dayes, and received much civility from a young man, a Batchelour, who invited me to his House, with whom I was for the most part, he was so kind as to lodge me in the Bed with himself, he gave me a Shirt, and would have bought me, but could not, for the Indians asked a hundred pounds for me. We were then to go to a place called Surril, and that young-man would go with me, because the Indians should not hurt me; this Man carried me on the Ice one