ABSTRACT
So, early in the morning before it was light the whipper (a member of their church) came up, which had said to me before that the Governor of Boston was his God and the magistrates were his God. I answered, 'Many Gods, many lords, blind sottish100 men, both priests and people.' And asked us whether we would be whipped there or below. I said, 'Wilt thou take our blood101 in the dark before the people be risen to see what thou dost?' So he took me down and ... to the whipping post he locked my hands, having two men by to bear him witness that I was whipped before it was light. Then fetched he down Sarah Coleman being as I thought older than myself and whipped her and then my daughter and whipped us each ten stripes apiece with a three-corded whip, and said to my daughter, 'Are you not glad now it's your turn?'
