On
an early spring day, March 15, 1697, forty-year-old Hannah Duston was at home recovering
from the birth of her twelfth child. Her husband, Thomas, was working in the
fields near their house on the west side of the Sawmill River in Haverhill,
Massachusetts. Widowed nurse Mary Neff attended Hannah during her lying-in.
Hannah
and Thomas had been married for twenty years. Of the twelve children born to
them, eight were living. Thomas was a bricklayer and a farmer. The family had
prospered over the years, and Thomas was constructing a new house about
half a mile from their present dwelling, using bricks of his own making.
On
that day, Hannah and baby Martha were doing well. I imagine Hannah and Mary
Neff gossiping about nearby families or perhaps discussing the new house, and
the plans Hannah and Thomas had for their growing brood. Neither of the women
or Thomas could imagine the horror that was about to befall them.
Fear
of Indians was always in the back of people’s minds, but less than a mile away
from where Hannah and Thomas lived was the garrison of Onesiphorus Marsh, one
among six established by the town. The garrison was manned by a small body of soldiers.
The existence of manned garrisons probably led to a false sense of security in
the locals.
To the north, Count
Frontenac, the Colonial Governor of Canada, was determined to win the New World
for the French king and used propaganda and gifts to ally Indian tribes to the
French cause. For motivation he established bounties on English scalps and
prisoners. On this March day, warriors looking to make good on those bounties
moved stealthily toward the house of Thomas and Hannah Duston.
In
the field, Thomas spied the approaching Indians. He grabbed his gun, mounted
his horse and raced for the house, screaming a warning. The children began
running toward the garrison. From the records I’ve read, Hannah urged him to
follow the children and protect them. He did as his wife asked.
Thomas
and the children finally reached the garrison in safety, but for Hannah and
nurse Mary Neff, the horror was only beginning. Mrs. Neff, trying to escape
with the baby, was captured by Indians. They invaded he house, forced Hannah to
rise and dress herself. They then took whatever they could and burned the
house. Hannah and Mrs. Neff were dragged to the woods with the baby. All told, twenty-seven people were killed and
thirteen captured, along with Hannah Dustin and Mrs. Neff.
I’ll
continue with part two next week. I’m sorry. Once again I don’t want to make
this article too long, so I’m going to leave our readers to wonder for a week
about how this story ends.
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