i 8 A Narrative of one Robert Pepper, (a man belonging to Roxbury,) who was taken at Capt. Beers's fight; and had been now a con- siderable time with the Indians, and up with them almost as far as Albany to see King Philip, as he told me, and was now very lately come with them into these parts. Hearing, I say, that I was in this Indian town, he obtained leave to come and see me. He told me he himself was wounded in the leg at Capt. Beers's fight; and was not able some time to go, but as they carried him, and that he took oak leaves and laid to his wound, and by the blessing of God, he was able to travel again. Then took I oak leaves and laid to my side, and with the blessing of God, it cured me also ; yet before the cure was wrought, I may say as it is in Psalms 38. S, 6. My wounds flunk and are corrupt, I am troub- led, I am bowed down greatly, I go mourn- ing all the day long. I sat much alone
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