The soveraignty & goodness of God, together, with the faithfulness of his promises displayed; being a narrative of the captivity and restauration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson. Commended by her, to all that desires to know the Lords doing to, and dealings with her. Especially to her dear children and relations, / written by her own hand for her private use, and now made publick at the earnest desire of some friends, and for the benefit of the afflicted.

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The soveraignty & goodness of God, together, with the faithfulness of his promises displayed; being a narrative of the captivity and restauration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson. Commended by her, to all that desires to know the Lords doing to, and dealings with her. Especially to her dear children and relations, / written by her own hand for her private use, and now made publick at the earnest desire of some friends, and for the benefit of the afflicted.
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Rowlandson, Mary White, ca. 1635-ca. 1678.
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Cambridge [Mass.] :: Printed by Samuel Green,
1682.
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Rowlandson, Mary White, ca. 1635-ca. 1678 -- Early works to 1800.
Indians of North America -- Massachusetts -- Early works to 1800.
King Philip's War, 1675-1676 -- Early works to 1800.
United States -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Early works to 1800.
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"The soveraignty & goodness of God, together, with the faithfulness of his promises displayed; being a narrative of the captivity and restauration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson. Commended by her, to all that desires to know the Lords doing to, and dealings with her. Especially to her dear children and relations, / written by her own hand for her private use, and now made publick at the earnest desire of some friends, and for the benefit of the afflicted." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/B09906.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 17, 2024.

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The fourteenth Remove.

Now must we pack up and be gone from this Thicket, bending our course toward the Bay-towns I haveing nothing to eat by the way this day, but a few crumbs of Cake, that an Indian gave my girle the same day we were taken. She gave it me, and I put it in my pocket: there it lay, till it was so mouldy (for want of good baking) that one could not tell what it was made of; it fell all to crumbs, & grew so dry and hard, that it was like little flints; & this refreshed me many times, when I was ready to faint. It was in my thoughts when I put it into my mouth; that if ever I return∣ed, I would tell the World what a blessing the Lord gave to such mean sood. As we went along, they killed a Deer, with a young one in her, they gave me a piece of the Fawn, and it was so young and tender, that one might eat the bones as well as the flesh, and yet I thought it very good. When night came on we sate down; it rained, but they quickly got up a Bark Wigwam, where I lay dry that night. I looked out in the morning, and many of them had line in the rain all night, I saw by their Reaking. Thus the Lord dealt mercifully with me many times, and I fared, better than many of them. In the morning they took the blood of the Deer, and put it into the Paunch, and so boyled 〈◊〉〈◊〉▪ I could eat nothing of that, though they ate it we••••tly. And yet they were so nice in other things,

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that when I had fetcht water, and had put the Dish I dipt the water with, into the Kettle of water which I brought, they would say, they would knock me down; for they said, it was a sluttish trick.

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