tness" (Psalm
119.22-24). At night we came to an Indian town, and the Indians sat down
by a wigwam discoursing, but I was almost spent, and could scarce speak.
I laid down my load, and went into the wigwam, and there sat an Indian
boiling of horses feet (they being wont to eat the flesh first, and when
the feet were old and dried, and they had nothing else, they would
cut off the feet and use them). I asked him to give me a little of his
broth, or water they were boiling in; he took a dish, and gave me one
spoonful of samp, and bid me take as much of the broth as I would. Then
I put some of the hot water to the samp, and drank it up, and my spirit
came again. He gave me also a piece of the ruff or ridding of the small
guts, and I broiled it on the coals; and now may I say with Jonathan,
"See, I pray you, how mine eyes have been enlightened, because I tasted
a little of this honey" (1 Samuel 14.29). Now is my spirit revived
again; though means be never so inconsiderable, yet if the Lord bestow
His blessing upon them, they shall refresh both soul and body.

THE EIGHTEENTH REMOVE

We took up our packs and along we went, but a wearisome day I had of it.
As we went along I saw an Englishman stripped naked, and lying dead
upon the ground, but knew not who it was. Then we came to another Indian
town, where we stayed all night. In this town there were four English
children, captives; and one of them my own sister's. I went to see how
she did, and she was well, considering her captive condition. I would
have tarried that night with her, but they that owned her would not
suffer it. Then I went into another wigwam, where they were boiling corn
and beans, which was a lovely sight to see, but I could not get a taste
thereof. Then I went to another wigwam, where there were two of the
English children; the squaw was boiling horses feet; then she cut me off
a little piece, and gave one of the English children a piece also. Being
very hungry I had quickly eat up mine, but the child could not bite
it, it was so tough and sinewy, but lay sucking, gnawing, chewing and
slabbering of it in the mouth and hand. Then I took it of the child, and
eat it myself, and savory it was to my taste. Then I may say as Job 6.7,
"The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat."
Thus the Lord made that pleasant refreshing, which another time would
have been an abomination. Then I went home to my mistress's wigwam; and
they told me I