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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 savages, 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
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.
ARTICLE. XV. The Martyrdom of Mr. Shubael Dummer, with the Fate of York.
ARTICLE. XV. The Martyrdome of Mr. Shubael Dummer, with the Fate of York.
But the Winter must not pass over, without a Storm of Blood! The Popish Indians, after long Silence and Repose, in their Inaccessible Kennels, which made our Frontier Towns, a little Remit their Tired Vigilance, did, Janu. 25. 1691. Set upon the Town of York, where the Inhabitants were in their unguarded Houses, here and there Scattered, Quiet and Secure Upon the Firing of • Gun by the Indians, which was their Signal, the Inhabitants looked out, but unto their Amazement, found their Houses to be Invested wi•h •orrid Salvages, who immediately killed many of ⟨p. 84⟩those unprovided Inhabitants, and more they took Prisoners. This Body of Indians, Consisting of diverse Hundreds, then sent in their Summons, to some of the Garrisoned Houses; and those Garrisons whereof some had no more than Two or Three Men in them, yet being so well Manned as to Reply, That they would Spend their Blood unto the last Drop, ere they would Surrender; these Cowardly Miscreants had not mettle enough to meddle with 'em. So they Retired into their Howling Thickets, having first Murdered about Fifty, and Captived near an Hundred, of that unhappy People. In this Calamity, great was the Share, that fell to the Family of Mr. SHUBAE• DUMMER, the Pastor of the Little Flock thus preyed upon▪ Those Blood-Hounds, being se• on by some Romish Missionaries, had long been wishing, that they might Embrue their Hands in the Blood of some New-English MINISTER and in this Action, they had their Diabolical Satisfaction. Our Dummer, the Minister of York was One, of whom, for his Exemplary Holiness, Humbleness, Modesty, Industry, and Fidelity The World was not Worthy. He was a Gentleman Well-Descended, Well-Tempered, Well-Educated; and now short of Sixty years of Age. He might have taken for his Coat of Arms, the same that the Holy Martyr Hooper Prophetically did, A Lamb in a Flaming Bush, with Rays from Heaven shining n it. He had been Solicited with many