before they came to us. By their noise and hooping they
signified how many they had destroyed (which was at that time
twenty-three). Those that were with us at home were gathered
together as soon as they heard the hooping, and every time that
the other went over their number, these at home gave a shout,
that the very earth rung again. And thus they continued till
those that had been upon the expedition were come up to the
Sagamore's wigwam; and then, Oh, the hideous insulting and
triumphing that there was over some Englishmen's scalps that
they had taken (as their manner is) and brought with them. I
cannot but take notice of the wonderful mercy of God to me in
those afflictions, in sending me a Bible. One of the Indians
that came from Medfield fight, had brought some plunder, came to
me, and asked me, if I would have a Bible, he had got one in his
basket. I was glad of it, and asked him, whether he thought the
Indians would let me read? He answered, yes. So I took the
Bible, and in that melancholy time, it came into my mind to read
first the 28th chapter of Deuteronomy, which I did, and when I
had read it, my dark heart wrought on this manner: that there
was no mercy for me, that the blessings were gone, and the
curses come in their room, and that I had lost my opportunity.
But the Lord helped me still to go on reading till I came to
Chap. 30, the seven first verses, where I found, there was mercy
promised again, if we would return to Him by repentance; and
though we were scattered from one end of the earth to the other,
yet the Lord would gather us together, and turn all those curses
upon our enemies. I do not desire to live to forget this
Scripture, and what comfort it was to me.

Now the Ind. began to talk of removing from this place, some