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Narrative of the Captivity and Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson by Mary White Rowlandson
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to another wigwam, where they were also sitting round the fire,
but the squaw laid a skin for me, and bid me sit down, and gave
me some ground nuts, and bade me come again; and told me they
would buy me, if they were able, and yet these were strangers to
me that I never saw before.


The Tenth Remove

That day a small part of the company removed about three-
quarters of a mile, intending further the next day. When they
came to the place where they intended to lodge, and had pitched
their wigwams, being hungry, I went again back to the place we
were before at, to get something to eat, being encouraged by the
squaw's kindness, who bade me come again. When I was there,
there came an Indian to look after me, who when he had found me,
kicked me all along. I went home and found venison roasting
that night, but they would not give me one bit of it. Sometimes
I met with favor, and sometimes with nothing but frowns.


The Eleventh Remove

The next day in the morning they took their travel, intending a
day's journey up the river. I took my load at my back, and
quickly we came to wade over the river; and passed over tiresome
and wearisome hills. One hill was so steep that I was fain to
creep up upon my knees, and to hold by the twigs and bushes to
keep myself from falling backward. My head also was so light
that I usually reeled as I went; but I hope all these wearisome
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