they began to fall, and so held on that summer, till they came
to utter ruin. They came home on a Sabbath day, and the Powaw
that kneeled upon the deer-skin came home (I may say, without
abuse) as black as the devil. When my master came home, he came
to me and bid me make a shirt for his papoose, of a holland-
laced pillowbere. About that time there came an Indian to me
and bid me come to his wigwam at night, and he would give me
some pork and ground nuts. Which I did, and as I was eating,
another Indian said to me, he seems to be your good friend, but
he killed two Englishmen at Sudbury, and there lie their clothes
behind you: I looked behind me, and there I saw bloody clothes,
with bullet-holes in them. Yet the Lord suffered not this
wretch to do me any hurt. Yea, instead of that, he many times
refreshed me; five or six times did he and his squaw refresh my
feeble carcass. If I went to their wigwam at any time, they
would always give me something, and yet they were strangers that
I never saw before. Another squaw gave me a piece of fresh
pork, and a little salt with it, and lent me her pan to fry it
in; and I cannot but remember what a sweet, pleasant and
delightful relish that bit had to me, to this day. So little do
we prize common mercies when we have them to the full.


The Twentieth Remove

It was their usual manner to remove, when they had done any
mischief, lest they should be found out; and so they did at this
time. We went about three or four miles, and there they built
a great wigwam, big enough to hold an hundred Indians, which
they did in preparation to a great day of dancing. They would