A Dialogue Between Andrew Trueman and Thomas Zealot - 4
T. We kilt them aw, men women and weans.
A. Did you count them?
T. No faith: I staid in the Street, for Fear of them De’ils, the Highlandmen.
A. Were not you frechtened to facht so mony Indians?
T. Indeed were we: But we did no’ let them fecht Us. We kilt them at the Mannor just as they getting out of their Beds in the Morning; And the Gued Folks of Lancaster had taken away aw the Guns, Tomhawks, and long Knives, from the, that were in the Goal [sic].
A. How mony were you?
T. Not quiet [sic] fifteen hundred; But if any Body had mislested us, we would ha’ been joined by five Thousand, that would ha’
