Captivity Narrative by Mary Rowlandson - Analysis


Mary Rowlandson
Mary Rowlandson. Image source


Devices and Style

·        Some deviations from the subject
In her younger years she lay under much trouble upon spiritual accounts, till it pleased God to make that precious scripture take hold of her heart, "And he said unto me, my Grace is sufficient for thee" (2 Corinthians 12.9). More than twenty years after, I have heard her tell how sweet and comfortable that place was to her.
·        Philosophizing
When we are in prosperity, Oh the little that we think of such dreadful sights, and to see our dear friends, and relations lie bleeding out their heart-blood upon the ground.
·        Chapters titled "Removes"- "The First Remove" etc.
·        Quoting Scripture

I may say, as it is in Psalm 38.5-6 "My wounds stink and are corrupt, I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly, I go mourning all the day long."

Themes

·        Faith in the Lord
The fact that the dogs do not help against the Indians is a sign that God's help is with them
" We had six stout dogs belonging to our garrison, but none of them would stir, though another time, if any Indian had come to the door, they were ready to fly upon him and tear him down. The Lord hereby would make us the more acknowledge His hand, and to see that our help is always in Him."
the Lord by His almighty power preserved a number of us from death, for there were twenty-four of us taken alive and carried captive.
·        Death and Massacre
There were twelve killed, some shot, some stabbed with their spears, some knocked down with their hatchets. When we are in prosperity, Oh the little that we think of such dreadful sights, and to see our dear friends, and relations lie bleeding out their heart-blood upon the ground. There was one who was chopped into the head with a hatchet, and stripped naked, and yet was crawling up and down. It is a solemn sight to see so many Christians lying in their blood, some here, and some there, like a company of sheep torn by wolves, all of them stripped naked by a company of hell-hounds, roaring, singing, ranting, and insulting, as if they would have torn our very hearts out
·        Desperation to survive
I had often before this said that if the Indians should come, I should choose rather to be killed by them than taken alive, but when it came to the trial my mind changed
·        Indians as devils, or hell
It is a solemn sight to see so many Christians lying in their blood, some here, and some there, like a company of sheep torn by wolves, all of them stripped naked by a company of hell-hounds
Oh the roaring, and singing and dancing, and yelling of those black creatures in the night, which made the place a lively resemblance of hell
·        Personal guardianship by God
but God was with me in a wonderful manner, carrying me along, and bearing up my spirit, that it did not quite fail
·        She is deserving of her fate
I then remembered how careless I had been of God's holy time; how many Sabbaths I had lost and misspent, and how evilly I had walked in God's sight; which lay so close unto my spirit, that it was easy for me to see how righteous it was with God to cut off the thread of my life and cast me out of His presence forever
·        Scalping
·        Moving from place to place
·        Becoming accustomed to Indian ways
The first week of my being among them I hardly ate any thing; the second week I found my stomach grow very faint for want of something; and yet it was very hard to get down their filthy trash; but the third week, though I could think how formerly my stomach would turn against this or that, and I could starve and die before I could eat such things, yet they were sweet and savory to my taste.
·        Being resourceful
, Philip spake to me to make a shirt for his boy, which I did, for which he gave me a shilling. I offered the money to my master, but he bade me keep it; and with it I bought a piece of horse flesh. Afterwards he asked me to make a cap for his boy, for which he invited me to dinner. I went, and he gave me a pancake, about as big as two fingers.
·        Explanation why she wrote the text- disclaimer!
And here I may take occasion to mention one principal ground of my setting forth these lines: even as the psalmist says, to declare the works of the Lord, and His wonderful power in carrying us along, preserving us in the wilderness, while under the enemy's hand, and returning of us in safety again. And His goodness in bringing to my hand so many comfortable and suitable scriptures in my distress.
·        Desire to please master
I carried the knife in, and my master asked me to give it him, and I was not a little glad that I had anything that they would accept of, and be pleased with.
·        Lack of inclination to escape
, I asked liberty to go and see him; they bade me go, and away I went; but quickly lost myself, traveling over hills and through swamps, and could not find the way to him. And I cannot but admire at the wonderful power and goodness of God to me, in that, though I was gone from home, and met with all sorts of Indians, and those I had no knowledge of, and there being no Christian soul near me; yet not one of them offered the least imaginable miscarriage to me. I turned homeward again, and met with my master.
·        Food is very important

Keywords

·         Blow to the head
·         Shot
·         Indians
·         House
·         Savages/ Beasts/Barbarous creatures
·         Lancaster
·         Wenimesset
·         Quabaug
·         Banquaug river
·         Thanking god for not wetting her foot
·         Squakeag
·         Northampton
·         Connecticut
·         Albany
·         Hadley
·         Thomas Read
·         Sagamore
·         Sudbury

Comments

Popular posts

"Professions for Women" by Virginia Woolf - Summary

In Search of Our Mothers' Gardens by Alice Walker - Summary

American Dreamer by Bharati Mukherjee - Summary

"The Reading Process: A Phenomenological Approach" by Wolfgang Iser - Article Summary

The Ethics of Living Jim Crow by Richard Wright - Summary

A Wife's Story by Bharati Mukherjee - Summary

A Journey by Edith Wharton - Summary

"Realism and the Novel Form" by Ian Watt - Chapter Summary

"A Model of Christian Charity" by John Winthrop - Summary

American Horse by Louise Erdrich - Summary