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 Rh was up to our knees, and the stream very swift, and so cold, that I thought it would have cut me in sunder. I was so weak and feeble, that I reeled as I went along, and thought there I must end my days at last, after my bearing and getting through so many difficulties. The Indians stood laughing to see me staggering along, but in my distress, the Lord gave me experience of the truth and goodness of that promise, Iʃa. 43. 2. When thou paʃʃeʃt through the waters I will be with thee, and through the rivers, they ʃhall not overƒlow thee. Then I sat down to put on my stockings and shoes, with the tears running down my eyes, and many sorrowful thoughts in my heart. But I got up to go along with them. Quickly there came up to us an Indian who informed them that I must go to Wachuset to my master, for there was a letter come from the council to the Saggamores about redeeming the captives, and that there