as starve me to death.


The Nineteenth Remove

They said, when we went out, that we must travel to Wachusett
this day. But a bitter weary day I had of it, traveling now
three days together, without resting any day between. At last,
after many weary steps, I saw Wachusett hills, but many miles
off. Then we came to a great swamp, through which we traveled,
up to the knees in mud and water, which was heavy going to one
tired before. Being almost spent, I thought I should have sunk
down at last, and never got out; but I may say, as in Psalm
94.18, "When my foot slipped, thy mercy, O Lord, held me up."
Going along, having indeed my life, but little spirit, Philip,
who was in the company, came up and took me by the hand, and
said, two weeks more and you shall be mistress again. I asked
him, if he spake true? He answered, "Yes, and quickly you shall
come to your master again; who had been gone from us three
weeks." After many weary steps we came to Wachusett, where he
was: and glad I was to see him. He asked me, when I washed me?
I told him not this month. Then he fetched me some water
himself, and bid me wash, and gave me the glass to see how I
looked; and bid his squaw give me something to eat. So she gave
me a mess of beans and meat, and a little ground nut cake. I
was wonderfully revived with this favor showed me: "He made
them also to be pitied of all those that carried them captives"
(Psalm 106.46).

My master had three squaws, living sometimes with one, and