In this narrative, we clearly can see the hand of a hard line Bible-thumping pastor. As Rowlandson lives amongst her Indian captures, her account has no conscience to the plight of the indigenous people who eventually sets her free. The narrative suggests their mere existence is a threat and should be destroyed. On her first night, she speaks of “…the roaring, and singing and dancing, and yelling of those black creatures in the night, which made the place a lively resemblance of hell” (271). It’s amazing to hear her indignation of the treatment she received from her captors and her almost perfect recollections of biblical scriptures.
The accuracy of Rowlandson’s account is questionable. However, it does gives us great insight into the minds
