"On the tenth of February 1675, came the Indians with great numbers upon Lancaster: their first coming was about sunrising; hearing the noise of some guns, we looked out; several houses were burning, and the smoke ascending to heaven" (Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson, p. 9).

"The first week of my being among them I hardly ate any thing; the second week I found my stomach grow very faint for want of something; and yet it was very hard to get down their filthy trash; but the third week, though I could think how formerly my stomach would turn against this or that, and I could starve and die before I could eat such things, yet they were sweet and savory to my taste" (Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson, p. 19).

"I have seen the extreme vanity of this world: One hour I have been in health, and wealthy, wanting nothing...