The morning being come, they prepared to go on their way. One
of the Indians got up upon a horse, and they set me up behind
him, with my poor sick babe in my lap. A very wearisome and
tedious day I had of it; what with my own wound, and my child's
being so exceeding sick, and in a lamentable condition with her
wound. It may be easily judged what a poor feeble condition we
were in, there being not the least crumb of refreshing that came
within either of our mouths from Wednesday night to Saturday
night, except only a little cold water. This day in the
afternoon, about an hour by sun, we came to the place where they
intended, viz. an Indian town, called Wenimesset, northward of
Quabaug. When we were come, Oh the number of pagans (now
merciless enemies) that there came about me, that I may say as
David, "I had fainted, unless I had believed, etc" (Psalm
27.13). The next day was the Sabbath. I then remembered how
careless I had been of God's holy time; how many Sabbaths I had
lost and misspent, and how evilly I had walked in God's sight;
which lay so close unto my spirit, that it was easy for me to
see how righteous it was with God to cut off the thread of my
life and cast me out of His presence forever. Yet the Lord
still showed mercy to me, and upheld me; and as He wounded me
with one hand, so he healed me with the other. This day there
came to me one Robert Pepper (a man belonging to Roxbury) who
was taken in Captain Beers's fight, and had been now a
considerable time with the Indians; and up with them almost as
far as Albany, to see King Philip, as he told me, and was now
very lately come into these parts. Hearing, I say, that I was
in this Indian town, he obtained leave to come and see me. He
told me he himself was wounded in the leg at Captain Beer's