Excerpt from True Narrative of the Capture of David Ogden, Among the Indians: In the Time of the Revolution; And of the Slavery and Sufferings He Endured, With an Account of His Almost Miraculous Escape After Several Years' Bondage; With Eight Other Highly Interesting Stories of the Revolution, and Tales of Hunters At night they camped down in the usual way, but on the next day, began to come Within the neighborhood ofa large Indian encampment; as Brant and his Indians began the horrid prisoner yell, giving it as before, in sixteen distinct: parts, and one for the scalp of the deceased Morfat, taking them some time to get through with it. It. Was now but a short time before they came where the Indians were thick enough, at which place, Brant allowed a very singular cere mony to be performed on the persons of the prisoners, which was, to cause them to pass close by where his mother stood, who, as they passed on, gave each of them a terrible blow, as she listed, with quite a heavy pole some ten foot in length, which did not fail to put them to considerable pain. They had all taken this blow but Ogden, who, as it appeared, she did not seem so intent to hit, as she had been the rest, as he was passing by her. This being noticed by Peter, the Indian, who had the care ofthe prisoners, said to her, /cung - gay - iznnoo, tum: which meant this is a prisoner too when bang came the pole, hitting him across the ear, and eye, which hurt-him very much. This was all done by Brant, merely to gratify his mother in her propensity for cruelty, as well as to honor her above the others, or common squaws, in the presence of the multitude