The next Morning, a Council was call’d, which breaking up, four Negroes, who had not behaved well in this last Action, were brought bound, and laid in the largest Street upon their Backs; all the Women and Children piss’d upon them; after which, Captain Thomas told ’em, That the Example they had given, had it been follow’d, must have ended in the Destruction of ’em all; and tho’ their Crime was pardon’d, and their Lives given ’em, yet they must not hereafter think of being Freemen, since they did not deserve that Liberty which they were not zealous in defending; neither cou’d they, after the Disgrace they had suffer’d, and which they deservedly had brought on themselves, hope ever to be admitted into the Company of brave Men, were they exempted from the Slavery to which their Pusillanimity had condemn’d ’em.  After this they were sold to the best Bidder.  I remember, he who was sold at the greatest Price, brought no more than Two Dozen of Fowls and a Kid, to be paid the next publick Festival.  The Scout who had not given timely Advice of the Enemy’s Approach, was next brought out and beheaded; and Three, who run away at the first Attack, were hang’d.  Out-Centinels were placed, and all the Men lay that Night on their Arms, for Qwanaboa, their Prophetess, foretold another Attack, which she apprehended wou’d prove their Ruine, if not prevented by uncommon Vigilance and Bravery.

Four Days pass’d, and none of the Enemy appearing, they began to recover their Spirits, and grew less cautious; their most advanced Scouts were recalled, and they imagin’d the English had no Knowledge of this Village.  The Fifth at Night, when they were in perfect Tranquillity, the English, who had, by a distant and difficult way, climb’d the Mountains, and got above the Village, about Twelve at Night, came down upon ’em, and were in the Streets before the Negroes had any Inkling of their being so near.  They enter’d the Village with Thirty or Forty Men, and about half that Number intercepted all the Ways.  Here began a cruel Slaughter, for none they could light on were spared, but Women and Children, who were all taken.  Capt. Thomas fought, and died like a Hero; my grateful Cuffey, join’d by about a Dozen more, made all possible Resistance; but finding their utmost Efforts useless, taking me with them, with Menaces, if I did not go freely, they clamber’d over some Rocks, and skulking thro’ the thick of the Woods, reach’d a Morass on the top of the Mountain, where we lay hid Three Days.  The Fourth, press’d by Hunger, Six of ’em ventured out to get Plantanes, but they never returned; for which Reason, the Fifth Day we went in Search of Food.  At Night we got into a Plantane Walk, from whence, after having fill’d our Bellies, and loaded our Backs, with the ripe Fruit, we retired to the Woods.