History, 1838–1856, volume A-1 [23 December 1805–30 August 1834]

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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ye some tar.” They then tried to force a phial into my mouth, and broke it in my teeth. All my clothes were torn off me except my shirt collar; and one man fell on me and scratched my body with his nails like a mad cat, and then muttered out, “God dam ye, that’s the way the Holy Ghost falls on folks.”
They then left me, and I attempted to rise, but fell again. I pulled the tar away from my lips &c, so that I <could> breathe more freely, and after a while I began to recover, and raised myself up, when I saw two lights; I made my way towards one of them, and found it was ’s. When I came to the door, I was naked, and the tar made me look as though I had been covered with blood, and when my saw me she thought I was all mashed to pieces, and fainted. during the affray abroad, the sisters of the neighborhood had collected at my room. I called for a blanket, they threw me one, and shut the door; I wrapped it around me and went in.
In the mean time, Brother John Poorman heard an outcry across the cornfield and running that way met , who had been fastened in his house at the commencement of the assault,— by having his door barred by the mob, but on call— to his wife to bring his gun, saying, he would blow a hole through the door, the mob fled, and seizing a club, ran after the party that had , and knocked down one man, and raised his club to level another, exclaiming “What are you doing [HC 1:263] here”? when they left and turned upon , who, turned turning to run towards his own house, met Brother Poorman coming out of the corn field; each supposing the other to be a mobber, an encounter ensued, and Poorman gave a severe blow on the left shoulder with a stick or stone which brought him to the ground. Poorman ran immediately towards s, and arrived arriving while I was waiting for the blanket, exclaimed, I “I’m [p. 207]
ye some tar.” They then tried to force a phial into my mouth, and broke it in my teeth. All my clothes were torn off me except my shirt collar; and one man fell on me and scratched my body with his nails like a mad cat, and then muttered out, “God dam ye, that’s the way the Holy Ghost falls on folks.”
They then left me, and I attempted to rise, but fell again. I pulled the tar away from my lips &c, so that I could breathe more freely, and after a while I began to recover, and raised myself up, when I saw two lights; I made my way towards one of them, and found it was ’s. When I came to the door, I was naked, and the tar made me look as though I had been covered with blood, and when my saw me she thought I was all mashed to pieces, and fainted. during the affray abroad, the sisters of the neighborhood had collected at my room. I called for a blanket, they threw me one, and shut the door; I wrapped it around me and went in.
In the mean time, Brother John Poorman heard an outcry across the cornfield and running that way met , who had been fastened in his house at the commencement of the assault,— by having his door barred by the mob, but on call— to his wife to bring his gun, saying, he would blow a hole through the door, the mob fled, and seizing a club, ran after the party that had , and knocked down one man, and raised his club to level another, exclaiming “What are you doing [HC 1:263] here”? when they left and turned upon , who, turning to run towards his own house, met Brother Poorman coming out of the corn field; each supposing the other to be a mobber, an encounter ensued, and Poorman gave a severe blow on the left shoulder with a stick or stone which brought him to the ground. Poorman ran immediately towards s, and arriving while I was waiting for the blanket, exclaimed, “I’m [p. 207]
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