News of a brutal Indian attack in York, Maine has reached Boston and Salem, only 50 miles away. It has terrified the English settlers, but none more so than girls like Mercy Lewis, who had survived just such an attack only two years before (while losing both of her parents).
The Reverend Samuel Parris blogged about it:
A great and horrible tragedy has befallen us. Indians have brutally attacked the good people of York, slaying at least 50 men, women, and children and capturing nearly 100 more. Only one small mercy was offered: the oldest women and youngest children were freed, though one can hardly imagine their horror as they watched the village burn and the horses and cattle slain.
My Brother in Christ, the Reverend Shubael Dummer, was shot dead from his horse and shamed by nakedness and mutilation. The people of York have hardly been able to pay him even scant wages, and the place is exceeding dangerous. Many a time have I advised him to leave, and yet he refused.
Goodman Thomas Putnam reports that his maid Mercy Lewis is full of terror at the news, having been orphaned in just such an attack only two years ago.
The LORD hath forsaken me, and my Lord hath forgotten me. – Isaiah 49:14
Thomas Putnam also wrote a short post describing the effect on his maid, Mercy Lewis.
News of a most terrible Indian attack in Maine has reached us. My maid Mercy Lewis has taken to her bed, and although it presents a difficulty to my family it is scarcely to be denied her.
Two years ago last September her mother and father were both killed in just such an attack on Falmouth. She was taken as a servant by the Reverend George Burroughs, a man known to be harsh to those in his household. Eight months later the Indians raided again and three more of her kinsmen died.
Understanding this, my good wife Ann is of a frail nature and will need Mercy to rise from her bed soon.