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I was no sooner got than they conducted me between the decks to some others
they had kidnapped in the same manner.”
Neither Williamson nor any of his fellow-captives were permitted again to
get on deck, and in about a month afterwards the ship sailed for America. On
arriving on the coast of that country she was assailed by a storm, and driven in
the middle of the night on a sand-bank off Cape May, near the Cape of Delaware,
and in a short time filled with water. The ruffian crew, hoisting out their boats,
made their escape to land, leaving the poor boys to their fate in the vessel. Fortunately,
she held together till the following morning, when the Captain sent
some of his men on board to bring the boys, and as much of the cargo as they
could, on shore, where Williamson and his fellow-captives remained in a sort of
camp for three weeks, when they were taken to Philadelphia, and there sold at
about 31 6 per head. Williamson was separated from his companions, and from
this time never heard any more of them. He was himself fortunate enough to
fall into the hands of an excellent master, a humane and worthy man. This
person was a countryman of his own of the name of Wilson, from Perth, who had
himself been kidnapped in his youth. With this man Williamson lived very
happily, and much at his ease, till the death of the former, which occurred a few
years afterwards, when he was left by him, as a reward for his faithful services,
the sum of $120 in money, his best horse, saddle, and all his wearing-apparel.
Our hero, who was only in his seventeenth year, being now his own master,
employed himself in such country work as offered for the succeeding seven years,
when, thinking he had acquired sufficient means to enable him to settle respectably
in life, he married a daughter of a substantial planter, and was presented
by his father-in-law with a deed of gift of a tract of land, comprising about 200
acres, situated on the frontiers of the province of Pennsylvania.
On this property there was a good house, which he furnished ; and having
stocked his farm, he sat down with the prospect of leading a peaceable and
happy life-but these prospects were soon destroyed. As Williamson was sitting
up one night later than usual, expecting the return of his wife, who had gone
on a visit to her relations, he was suddenly alarmed by hearing the well-known
and fatal war-whoop of the Indians. These dreadful sounds proceeded from a
party of savages, to the number of twelve, who had surrounded his house for the
purpose of robbery and murder. On hearing the ominous cry, Williamson
seized a loaded gun, and at first endeavoured to scare away his horrible assailants,
who were now attempting to beat in the door, by threatening to fire on them.
But heedless of his menaces, and in their turn threatening to set fire to his
house and burn him alive if he did not instantly surrender, he at length yielded,
and, on promise of having his life spared, came out as they desired. Having
got the unfortunate man into their power, the savages bound him to a tree, near
his own door, plundered his house, and then set it on fire, together with his outhouses,
barns, and stables, consuming all his grain, cattle, horses, and sheep ;
and thus, almost instantaneously, reducing him from a state of independence and
comfort to one of beggary and misery. Having completed their diabolical work,
