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who never saileth those that put their trust in Him, who preserved Daniel in the lions' den of old, who preserves them that suffer for His name and obey His will, was near to and preserved her, and led her through the waters, many of which she passed with the peril of her life, and through all the other extreme inconveniences of her condition, and upheld her weak, bruised body, and brought her the next morning to a town called Reboboth, being neither weary nor faint, and then to Rhode Island to Friends, where she was refreshed, and gave glory to the Lord, who never faileth them that put their trust in Him, and had counted her worthy and enabled her to suffer for His name, beyond what her age and sex could otherwise have reasonably borne. Elizabeth Hooton being come to Rhode Island, and having been refreshed there among the people of the Lord, it was with her to return near to Cambridge, and to fetch her clothes and other things, which those cruel monsters would not suffer her to take with her, when they whipped and sent her away as aforesaid. So she took her daughter with her, and travelled thither from Rhode Island, being about eighty miles distant; whitherto being come, the aforesaid Thomas Danforth, being grieved that she was alive, made a warrant to the constable of Charlestown to apprehend them, and Sarah Coleman, and an ancient woman, an inhabitant of Scituate, the mother of seven children, who, with another woman, met them in the woods as they were going back. The constable having bid them stand, in the king's majesty's name, as they said, demanded whether “they were Quakers?” for that he had a warrant to apprehend Quakers; and asked them, “What they were P” Elizabeth Hooton answered, “Wilt thou apprehend thou knowest not who, nor for what? We are Christians, and the servants of the living God.” He replied, “I suppose you are Quakers; therefore, in his majesty's name, stand.” “What majesty P” said Elizabeth. “The king's,” replied the constable. “Now thou hast told a lie, for I was later with the king than thou, and he hath made no such laws.” He replied, “I must have you to Cambridge.” But the Friend, that was an inhabitant, said, “She would not go except he carried her.” So they passed on the way, and the constable and the other man followed them, till they came to a town, where meeting with a cart, he commanded those with the cart to aid him, and violently set them therein, having no respect to the ancient woman, the inhabitant, and so drew them to Cambridge; where your magistrates being not at home, they were kept prisoners till night, at which time Daniel Goggins coming home, they were brought before him, where there were a crew of wicked Cambridge scholars, that abused them, both at the first time and now. Goggins demanded of Elizabeth, “Wherefore they came thither, seeing they had warned her not to come there any more?” She replied, “That she came not there of her own accord, but was forced thither, as she had been to fetch her clothes, which they would not let her take with her when they first whipped and sent her away; and now she had fetched them and was returning back, she was taken up out of the highway, and forced thither;” so dealing unreasonably, first punishing her for coming thither, and denying to let her take her clothes with her when they first sent her away; and then when she had fetched her clothes and was returning back, brought them thither on purpose to punish them. Then he demanded of the old woman, “Whether she owned Elizabeth and her religion?” She answered, “She owned the Truth.” So he wrote them down all three for vagabond Quakers, though the old woman was an inhabitant, whom he knew, and who dwelt but a little way from him. And of Elizabeth's daughter, that only accompanied her mother, he demanded, “Dost thou own thy mother's religion ?” To which she answered nothing. So he sent them that night to the House of Correction, and the next morning betimes, the whipper came up before it was light, and asked them, “Whether they would be whipped there?” Elizabeth demanded of him, “Whether he was come to take away their blood in the dark? and whether they were ashamed that their deeds should be seen P” So he took Elizabeth down stairs, and whipped her by herself, with a three-stringed whip, ten stripes; then he brought down the ancient woman, and did the like by her; and then Elizabeth's daughter, and gave the like to her, who was never there before, nor had said or done anything; with which they were not satisfied, but sent the constable with them to other towns, there to have them whipped again; their order being, “To have them from constable to constable toward Rhode Island, and to be whipped at three towns.” This was the entertainment they received at Cambridge, your university of wickedness, and from Thomas Danforth and Daniel Goggins, magistrates, who, namely, Goggins, desired his brother Hathorn, “To send some Quakers that way, that he might see them lashed;” as is mentioned elsewhere in this treatise. Well, these things being done, she came again to Boston, and warned ye to repentance, and of the terrible day of wrath that was coming upon you from the Lord. By your governor she had audience a little while; after which she was brought to your deputy, and delivered her message to him also, who ill rewarded her for her good will to him and all men, and sent her to the House of Correction, where at the whipping-post she was whipped ten stripes, with such a whip as aforesaid; from thence sent to Roxbury, and there whipped at a cart's tail; and from thence to Dedham, where again she was whipped at the cart's tail; where another man was also whipped with her; and from thence to Medfield, where their blood was thirsted after, but they were restrained from doing anything to her. Nevertheless, they sent her that night into the wilderness, where she had above twenty miles to go in the exceeding cold, whose body had been so torn and abused, where she was constrained to go through several watery places; yet she was preserved, and brought to a town the next day, where she abode some time among Friends, and afterwards went to Boston again, where, for asking a priest a question, she was cast into prison two days, and then whipped from the prison-door to the end of the town, at a cart's tail, and then sent to Rhode Island, with a warrant to whip her from town to town, threatening her withal, “That if ever she came again, you would put her to death, or brand her in the shoulder.”
Many more passages might be mentioned of her sufferings for her testimony to the Lord, as, her being imprisoned at your governor's funeral; she saw an end of him who boasted, “He would take away the lives of more of our Friends,” when she warned him of shedding any more innocent blood; to whom she answered, “That he was in the Lord's hand, who could take him away first, before he hanged any more.” Even so he was taken away first, as she had said unto him; and she was twice more afterwards imprisoned; also at Braintree she was imprisoned two days after her arrival; and at Salem, and by force had her horse, as was Wenlock Christison's horse also, taken away to carry the king's commissioners, so that she was constrained to go threescore miles on foot, to the endangering of her life in the wilderness. But what hath been said shall suffice at this time, wherein through such variety of cruel sufferings I am constrained, though I do but in a manner touch at many things, to pass along, lest in these tedious and howling wildernesses of cruelties and sufferings, and the relation of them, the reader should be tired; but it is harder to feel and go through them that way, than to read them over, which that they may be, and continued to posterity, as a record of the virtue of that which is everlasting, how it hath carried the Friends of Truth in this age, as it hath done in the former ages, through all they have met with, for their testimony to the Lord; and that it may be a blot unto the house of the wicked, who show themselves in this day as in the days of old; and as a memorial to the faithfulness of the servants of the Lord to His name, in the movings of the Lord I have written. “All which,” saith Elizabeth Hooton, “and much more, I have gone through and suffered, and much more could I for the Seed's sake, which is buried and oppressed, and is as a cart laden with sheaves, and as a prisoner in an inward prison-house; yea, the love that I bear to the souls of all men makes me willing to undergo whatsoever can be inflicted.”
Yet a word or two of Catharine Chatham, of whom I have made mention in what hath been said before. She came from London, through many trials and hard travels, to Boston, and appeared clothed with sackcloth, as a sign of the indignation of the Lord coming upon you, in the weight and sense of which she came there and appeared. For which, instead of coming to a sense of your condition, and what was coming upon you, in the burthen of which she came so far, and through such hardship, you laid hands upon her and put her in prison, out of which you would give no deliverance, until, with the seven-and-twenty aforesaid, you drove her with sword and club into the wilderness; and that was the reward you gave her for her love in coming so amongst you. And such was your rage and cruelty to her, that at Dedham she was not only whipped, but the man that was with her, and travelled together, though you had little to say to him. After this, she coming to Boston again, you imprisoned her a long season there, to pay a fine you laid upon her, thinking to be rid of her that way, in cold Winter, and sad extremities and sickness near to death; but the Lord otherways provided for her, and disappointed you, for she was taken to wife by John Chamberlain, and so became an inhabitant of Boston. Thus much of Elizabeth Hooton and Catharine Chatham's sufferings in New England. I shall now turn toward the Dutch plantations, and then to Dover again, and give a little further account of the cruelties in those parts, that I may draw both ends of your jurisdiction together, and give the sum of your cruel and inhuman treating of the innocent.
SUFFERINGS IN THE DUTCH PLANTATIONS.
Mary Tomkins and Alice Ambrose having through many cruel sufferings and sore travels finished what they had to do in New England at that time, they embarked for Long Island in their way for Virginia and Maryland as aforesaid, whom Edward Wharton and William Reap accompanying as far as Oyster Bay, they went toward New Amsterdam, and so came to a town called Ulishing, or Flushing, where they were refreshed in the faithfulness and fellowship of the people of the Lord there, who, being under the Dutch government, had suffered much persecution and spoiling of their goods by Peter Stuyvesant, the Dutch governor, who was by