Narragansett people

He bade me come in and sit down, and asked me whether I would smoke it, a usual compliment nowadays among saints and sinners.

But this no way suited me, for though I had formerly used tobacco, yet I had left it ever since i was first taken it seems to be a bait the devil lays to make men lose their precious time i remember with shame formerly when i had taken two or three pipes it was presently ready for another such a bewitching thing it is but i thank god he has now given me power over it surely there are many who may be better employed than to lie sucking a stinking tobacco pipe now the indians gather their forces to go against northampton over night one went yelling and hooting to give notice of the design whereupon they fell to boiling of ground nuts and parching of corn as many had it for their provision and in the morning away they went during my abode in this place philip spake to me to make a shirt for his boy which i did for which he gave me a shilling i offered the money to my master but he bade me keep it and with it i bought a piece of horse-flesh afterwards he asked me to make a cap for his boy for which he invited me to dinner i went and he gave me a pancake about as big as two fingers it was made of parched wheat beaten and fried in bear's grease but i thought i never tasted pleasanter meat in my life there was a squaw who spake to me to make a shirt for her son up for which she gave me a piece of bear another asked me to knit a pair of stockings for which she gave me a quart of peas i boiled my peas and bear together and invited my master and mistress to dinner but the proud gossip because i served them both in one dish would eat nothing except one bit that he gave her upon the point of his knife hearing that my son was come to this place i went to see him and found him lying flat upon the ground i asked him how he could sleep so he answered me that he was not asleep but at prayer and lay so that they might not observe what he was doing i pray god he may remember these things now he is returned in safety at this place the sun now getting higher what with the beams and heat of the sun and the smoke of the wigwams i thought i should have been blind i could scarce discern one wigwam from another there was here one mary thurston of medfield who seeing how it was with me lent me a hat to wear but as soon as i was gone the squaw who owned that mary thurston came running after me and got it away again there was the squaw that gave me one spoonful of meal i put it in my pocket to keep it safe yet notwithstanding somebody stole it we put five indian corns in the room of it which corns were the greatest provisions i had in my travel for one day the indians returning from northampton brought with them some horses and sheep and other things which they had taken i desired them that they would carry me to albany upon one of these horses and sell me for powder for so they had sometimes discoursed i was utterly hopeless of getting home on foot the way that i came i could hardly bear to think of the many weary steps i had taken to come to this place the ninth remove but instead of going either to alba near homeward we must go five miles up the river and then go over it here we abode awhile here lived a sorry indian who spoke to me to make him a shirt when i had done it he would pay me nothing but he living by the river-side where i often went to fetch water i would often be putting of him in mind and calling for my pay at last he told me if i would make another shirt for a papoose not yet born he would give me a knife which he did when i had done it i carried the knife in and my master asked me to give it him and i was not a little glad that i had anything that they would accept of and be pleased with when we were at this place my master's maid came home She had begun three weeks into the Narragansett country to fetch corn, where they had stored up some in the ground.

She brought home about a peck and a half of corn.

This was about the time that their great captain, Nananto, was killed in the Narragansett country.

My son, being now about a mile from me, I asked Liberty to go and see him.

They bade me go, and away I went.

His record in the Valley Campaign, and again from Five Forks to Appomattox, is one difficult to parallel in military history.

After the close of the Great War, in a field where there was scant glory to be won by the General-in-Chief, he rendered a signal service which has gone almost unnoticed, for in the tedious, weary Indian wars on the Great Plains, it was he who developed, in thoroughgoing fashion, the system of campaigning in winter which, at the cost of bitter hardship and peril, finally broke down the banded strength of those formidable warriors, the Horse Indians.

His career was typically American, for from plain beginnings he rose to the highest military position in our land.

We honor his memory itself, and moreover, as in the case of other great commanders of his day, his career symbolizes the careers of all those men who in the years of the nation's direst need sprang to the front to risk everything, including life itself, and to spend the days of their strongest young manhood in valorous conflict for an ideal.

the natives who lived in that region.

And I grew up in a lighthouse keeper's expanded home on Narragansett Bay, and the Narragansetts were a huge tribe.

At the time, they were kind of in conflict with the Wampanoags.

But, gee, in New England, you get the Native American names all over the place.

Roger Williams, January 1636.

Why do I sleep amid the snows? Why do the pine boughs cover me? While dark the wind of winter blows Across the Narragansett sea.

O sense of right, O sense of right, Whate'er my lot in life may be, Thou art to me God's inner light, And these tired feet must follow thee.

Yes, still my feet must onward go, With nothing for my hope but prayer, Amid the winds, amid the snow, And trust the ravens of the air.

O sense of right, I must obey, And hope and trust whate'er betide.

I cannot always know my way, But I can always know my Guide.

And so for me the winter blows Across the Narragansett sea.

And so I sleep beneath the snows, And so the pine boughs cover me.

King Charles II is on the throne.

In Rhode Island, tensions are rising between the colonists and the local Narragansett, Niantic, Wampanoag, and Nipmuc people.

More colonists continue to come over on ships, and more land is getting snatched up all over.

But here on the Cornell farm, things are quiet and slow.

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King Charles II is on the throne.

In Rhode Island, tensions are rising between the colonists and the local Narragansett, Niantic, Wampanoag, and Nipmuc people.

More colonists continue to come over on ships, and more land is getting snatched up all over.

But here on the Cornell farm, things are quiet and slow.