Having been with those barbarous Indians at the Fort at the mountains, June, 1699, I saw one named Esquire Tom bring in a scalp, which I suppose they did hang upon a pole, they hollowing and singing in great measure for the space of two hours, he having eight Indians with him, all naked and painted and having only bows and arrows. The murther was done on the Maryland side, for at that time a man and his wife was murthered, the woman, I suppose, being carried away into the woods and there destroyed, for nothing of her did I see.