A Narrative of the Captivity, Sufferings, and Removes of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson/11 The eleventh Remove
The eleventh Remove.
THE next day in the morning, they took their travel, intending a day's journey up the river; I took my load at my back, and quickly we came to wade over a river, and passed over tiresome and wearisome hills. One hill was so steep, that I was fain to creep up upon my knees, and to hold by the twigs and bushes to keep myself from falling backward. My head also was so light that I usually reeled as I went: But I hope all those wearisome steps that I have taken, are but a forwarding of me to the heavenly rest. I know, O Lord, that thy judgments are right, and that thou in faithfulness hast afflicted me. Psalm 119. 75.