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A Narrative of the Life of Mrs. Mary Jemison by James E. (James Everett) Seaver
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brother where he could find me. He immediately set out for the spring, and
found me about noon. The first sight of him made me tremble with the fear
of death; but when he came near, so that I could discover his countenance,
tears of joy flowed down my cheeks, and I felt such a kind of instant
relief as no one can possibly experience, unless when under the absolute
sentence of death he receives an unlimited pardon. We were both rejoiced
at the event of the old King's project; and after staying at the spring
through the night, set out together for home early in the morning. When we
got to a cornfield near the town, my brother secreted me till he could go
and ascertain how my case stood; and finding that the old King was absent,
and that all was peaceable, he returned to me, and I went home joyfully.

Not long after this, my mother went to Johnstown, on the Mohawk river,
with five prisoners, who were redeemed by Sir William Johnson, and set at
liberty.

When my son Thomas was three or four years old, I was married to an
Indian, whose name was Hiokatoo, commonly called Gardow, by whom I had
four daughters and two sons. I named my children, principally, after my
relatives, from whom I was parted, by calling my girls Jane, Nancy, Betsey
and Polly, and the boys John and Jesse. Jane died about twenty-nine years
ago, in the month of August, a little before the great Council at
Big-Tree, aged about fifteen years. My other daughters are yet living, and
have families.

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