Mrs. Rowlandfon. 67 and liberty again to look into my Bible, which was my guide by day, and my pillow by night. Now that comfortable scripture presented itself to me, Ifa. 45. 7. For a fmall moment have I forfaken thee, but with great mercies will I gather thee. Thus the Lord carried me along from one time to another, and made good to me this precious promise, and many others. Then my son came to see me, and I asked his master to let him stay a while with me, that I might comb his head, and look over him, for he was al- most overcome with lice. He told me when I had done, that he was very hun- gry, but I had nothing to relieve him, but bid him go into the wigwams as he went along, and see if he could get any thing among them, which he did, and (it seems) tarried a little too long, for his master was angry with him, and beat him, and then sold him. Then he came running to tell me he had a new master,
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