When the town was evacuated in Seventeen Hundred and Seventy- Seven, I was an infant and was carried on my mother's back. Our goods were loaded on an ox-sled and the remainder of them buried. Father had many books, some of them that he valued highly. These were all buried and were quite spoiled when they were dug up again. We went south. Somewhere down in Cambrige we made a temporary stop of a day or two. Whilst there, Baum's detachment passed along south of us. It was at the hosues of a Mistress Miller that we tarried. As the troops of the enemy had passed, it was concluded to be a folly to follow in their tracks and that we should be more safe at home. So we returned. Fields of wheat were everywhere standing and the women turned out to reap some in these. The weather was excessively hot and they were constrained to almost go naked. They therefore kept a sharp lookout to see if there was any men anywhere looking at them thus half-clothed, but none ever came in sight of them so entirely had the inhabitants moved off.