unrighteous. But I knew that He laid upon me less than I
deserved. Afterward, before this doleful time ended with me, I
was turning the leaves of my Bible, and the Lord brought to me
some Scriptures, which did a little revive me, as that [in]
Isaiah 55.8: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither
are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." And also that [in]
Psalm 37.5: "Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him;
and he shall bring it to pass." About this time they came
yelping from Hadley, where they had killed three Englishmen, and
brought one captive with them, viz. Thomas Read. They all
gathered about the poor man, asking him many questions. I
desired also to go and see him; and when I came, he was crying
bitterly, supposing they would quickly kill him. Whereupon I
asked one of them, whether they intended to kill him; he
answered me, they would not. He being a little cheered with
that, I asked him about the welfare of my husband. He told me
he saw him such a time in the Bay, and he was well, but very
melancholy. By which I certainly understood (though I suspected
it before) that whatsoever the Indians told me respecting him
was vanity and lies. Some of them told me he was dead, and they
had killed him; some said he was married again, and that the
Governor wished him to marry; and told him he should have his
choice, and that all persuaded I was dead. So like were these
barbarous creatures to him who was a liar from the beginning.

As I was sitting once in the wigwam here, Philip's maid came in
with the child in her arms, and asked me to give her a piece of
my apron, to make a flap for it. I told her I would not. Then
my mistress bade me give it, but still I said no. The maid told
me if I would not give her a piece, she would tear a piece off