64 Narrative of Lord ; for it might have been worse with him, had he been sold to the French, than it proved to be in his remaining with the Indians. I went to see an English youth in this place, one John Gilbert, of Springfield. I found him lying without doors upon the ground ; I asked him how he did ; he told me he was very sick of a flux with eating so much blood. They had turned him out of the wigwam, and with him an Indian Papoos, almost dead, whose parents had been killed, in a bit- ter cold day, without fire or cloaths : The young man himself had nothing on but his shirt and waistcoat. This sight was enough to melt a heart of flint. There they lay quivering in the cold, the youth round like a dog, the Papoos stretched out, with his eyes, nose, and mouth full of dirt, and yet alive, and groaning. I advised John to go and get to some fire ; he told me he could not
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