Decennium luctuosum. An history of remarkable occurrences, in the long war, which New-England hath…

and, alas, the Enemy issuing out from their Lurking places, immediately Seized him, and haled him away by the Hair of the Head, (in spite of all Attempts used by the Garrison, to Recover him) for an horrible Story, to be told by and by concerning him. The General ⟨p. 89⟩of the Enemies Army was Monsieur Burniff; and one Monsieur Labrocree was a principal Commander; (the Enemy said, he was Lieutenant General:) There were also Diverse other Frenchmen of Quality; Accompanied with Modockawando, and Moxus, and Egeremet, and Warumbo, and several more Indian Sagamores; The Army made up in all, about •ive Hundred Men, or Fierce Things in the Shape of Men; all, to Encounter Fifteen Men, in one little Garrison, & about Fifteen more Men, [worthily called Such!] in a Couple of open Sloops▪ Diamond having informed 'em, How 'twas, in all points, (only that for Fifteen, by a mistake he said, Thirty,) they fell to Dividing the Persons and Plunder, and Agreeing, that such an English Captain, should be Slave to such a one, and such a Gentleman in the Town should serve such a one, and his Wife be a Maid of Honour, to such or such a Squaw proposed, and Mr. Wheelright (instead of being a Worthy Counsellor of the Province, which he Now is!) was to be the Servant of such a Netop; and the Sloops, with their Stores, to be so and so parted among them. There wanted but One Thing to Consummate the whole matter, even, the Chief Thing of all▪ which I suppose they had not thought of; That was, For Heaven to Deliver all this prize into their Hands: But, Aliter Statutum est in Caelo! A man Habited, like a Gentleman, made a Speech to them in English; ⟨p. 90⟩Exhorting 'em to Courage, and Assuring 'em, that if they would Courageously fall upon the English, all was their own. The Speech being Ended, they fell to the Work, and with an horrid Shout and Shot, made their Assault, upon the Feeble Garrison: but the English answered with a brisk Volley, and sent such a Leaden Shower among them, that they retired from the Garrison to spend the Storm of their Fury upon the Sloops. You must know, That Wells-Harbour is rather a Creek than a River, for 'tis very Narrow, and at low water, in many places Dry: nevertheless, where the Vessels ride, it is Deep enough, and so far off the Bank, that there is from thence no Leaping aboard.