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T’was an hour after dusk and my fellow captives and I had conducted a secret and seclusive prayer of thanks to our gracious and loving Lord while the Indians had left to conduct their savage activities. After the prayer, we quickly dispersed from our assembly and the governor of our garrison told us “Tonight, my brothers and sisters, our merciful Lord will deliver us from our afflictions.” Oh what joy and comfort did that mellifluous statement bring to my soul! To be carried way in the caring arms of our loving Father in Heaven! Though there were no details given of our liberation, I never doubted the strength of our all -mighty God. For I know that my faith in him will make me whole. After the rising of the sun I arose from my bed and said a prayer to the Lord within my heart. Not soon after was I roughly handled by those savage Indians. Those blackened beasts who prowl upon the land waiting to pounce upon and drink the blood and slurp the marrow of the innocent and civilized. Three days ago I witnessed the horrific event of a ferocious barrage of traveling a father and his son. The son cried for the sparing of his father, but those monsters scoffed and spat upon the boy. The father was able to defend against the assault and kill two, but the remaining four beat and mangled him to death. The son is now among us. We journeyed to one of the villages of the Indians. Though famished, we received meager food; however I am still grateful that the Lord strengthened my fellow brothers and sisters through our journey. That night the Indians participated in one of their rituals and tributes to their gods. The apparel that they girded themselves with gave them the image of wild animals. Three of them arrived with slain buffalo. They sliced the legs and threw them into the fire. Their chief then began to speak loudly in a tongue that we could not interpret. Soon more of those savages came out dressed in their monstrous apparel. A few of them had drums and dancing began. My company and I sat watching them as the danced around the fire. I hen received a sudden blow on my side my side. “Dance you white tree!” The other members began to received taunts and blows from those cruel creatures. They compared us to trees because we did not participate in their savage activities. One by one we were forced to initiate in their conduct. The dancing went on for a few moments, then a sound was heard in the distance. It was similar to pounding of buffalo; however, that assumption was wrong. Our deliverance had come! Charging forward with full for the might of God on their side, were our fellow brethren and oh how intrepid was their approach! Some had guns, some had swords, but no matter their choice of armory they came forth with bravery and strength. The Indians were over-whelmed; the only ones who survived were the ones who ran for their lives. There we no casualties upon any of the brethren. Oh how mighty is the Lord! Oh how great is his mercy for he saved and watched over us in our time of need! Blessed be our God!
 * // A Daring Escape From the Savages //**