The Redeemed Captive


The Little Brown House on The Albany Road


a foretop or by the side hair combed up and braided on the top; total devastation by a full wig. Women rarely needed anything more than a foretop. Engaged in a business like this, himself well on in years, we can easily imagine the class of customers and their friends that gathered about the hearthstone of the wig-maker, sipping their flip or cider and telling stories, as men of their age are fond of doing. The host doubtless often told how his father, when a boy, was captured at the sacking of the town in 1704; how, being carried to Canada, he lived with his Indian master at Lorene; how William, son of Governor Dudley. then on a mission to Vaudreuil, governor of Canada, saw him on the streets at Quebec one day, and how the envoy jingled twenty silver dollars in the face of his Indian owner and offered to exchange them for the boy; how the savage could not withstand the temptation, and the captive boy was made free; how the Indian, soon repenting of his bargain, came back with the dumb dollars for the live boy who could hunt and fish.

Too late, for Dudley, foreseeing this, had hurried Jonathan on board an English vessel, and the Indian went away lamenting. David had doubtless often seen this Indian, for in times of peace he used to come to Deerfield to see the lost boy, of whom he was very fond. Jonathan, says tradition, showed great affection for the savage and declared his sojourn in Canada to be the happiest part of his life. Of course, David talked freely on this topic; but there is reason to think he was fond of silence. He believed silence to be kingly, if not golden, and so he had married as a second wife Silence King. A less sentimental reason she, too, being a "maker of foretops" — may have had its bearing on the case. Why not? Love and thrift are good everyday yoke mates; — blossom and fruit. Thriftless love is too unsubstantial for use.

David's stories would doubtless be matched by others. Deacon. Jeremiah Nims, son of that John who was taken and carried to Canada from near Frary's Bridge in 1703, could tell of


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