Samson Occom, letter, to Susanna Wheatley, 1771 March 5

Author Occom, Samson

Date5 March, 1771

Call Number771205.1

abstractOccom writes of the dire straits his family is under from lack of provisions, and of his trust in God. His eldest son has recently died. He requests a singing book for his children.

handwritingHandwriting is small and crowded, yet mostly clear and legible.

paperLarge sheet folded in half to make four pages has been heavily reinforced, which makes it difficult to gauge the condition of the paper. It appears to be in fair-to-poor condition, with moderate-to-heavy staining, creasing and wear. The reinforcement, which appears to be aging, is also beginning to tear at the central crease.

inkBrown ink is dimmed by the reinforcement.

noteworthyThere is an uncharacteristically emotional trailer written by Wheelock at the top of two verso. Several modern notations have been made by unknown editors, including red-wax pencil marks and the notation, likely 19th-century, “S. Occom 1771.” These edits have not been included in the transcription. An addition above the address appears to be contemporary to the letter, and is possibly a postage mark. A photocopy exists in Rauner Special Collections that appears to have been made before the paper was reinforced.

signatureThe letter is signed three times, once in full after body of letter, then abbreviated after each postscript.

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Most kind Madam,
Your most acceptable and very animating
Favour of Decr 3d –70 Came Safely to Hand a few Days a
go, for which I return you ten thouſand Thanks —
 I am in great Hopes, Your Letter to Esq.r Thornton
will attract Bowels of Compaſsion towards me and
mine. And I pray the Lord to reward You & yours
Bountifully in Both worlds, — I am in Greater Straights
and Neceſsities than ever, we had but little Corn last
year and Conſequently little meat. it was Dry Seaſon
with us; I have no proviſsions now at all only what
I buy, and I have no Money to buy with, I am oblig'd
to Sell any thing I have to get meat and Corn with, &
my Family Conſiſts ten Souls Conſtantly, and a great
Number of Viſiters Continually from all quarters
there has not been one Week, nor 3 Days as I [gap: worn_edge][guess: re‐]
member in the Year paſt, but that we have had
Some Stranger or other — My being acquainted with the
World in Some Meaſure, has made my Houſe a Sort of an Asy‐
lum for Strangers both English and Indians, far and
near, — I Labour under Bodily Indiſpoſiſion Conſtantly
near a Year, I have not been able to do much in hard
Labour, which puts me back very much; under theſe Dif‐
ficulties, my unbelieving Heart brings me upon the Borders
of Diſcouragement at times, but my Reaſon and better underſtand‐
ing tells me, this is the Time to Truſt and Hope in god,
and I believe God never made any Creature with a
Mouth, but that he will provide for it, in his own way and
Time — and when I Come to recollect what I have Seen
in my Travels, and what I have Read alſo, I am Struck
with amazement and Stand Speechleſs; I am Sure if god
Shou'd Deal with me according to my Deſerts I Shoud have no‐
thing that is Comfortable in this World nor in that which
is to Come — How many poor Creatures have I Seen in
the World as good by Nature as I am, go almoſt Na
ked in the Severeſt weather, and have no where to
Lay their Heads, and not one Mouthful of the mean
eſt Bread, that they Can Command, but are oblig'd
to go from Houſe to Houſe, and from Door to Door, with
Tears Streaming Down their Dirty Cheeks beging a

a Crum of Bread, and when they have one mouthful giv
en them, they know not who will give them the next, — when
I Come to Conſider how much better God has Dealt with
me, I am Astoniſh'd at my ſelf, that I have no more
Senſe of the Diſtinguiſhing Goodneſs of God to me, and to mine —
I have greateſt Reaſon to Call upon my Soul and
all that is within me to Bleſs and Praiſe God Night and
Day; and when I come to Conſider further, how many
Holy Souls, I mean the Children of god, have Sufferd, in
Times of Perſecution, all manner of Torments, and
Depriv'd of every Comfort in this World, Yet how
ful of Praiſes and thankſgivings were they — Yea
when I Come to trace the Son of the moſt High, from
the Manger to his Croſs, I am Struck Dumb, I am Con‐
founded, I am Aſhamed, I have no Room to open my
Mouth in a way of Complaint, I pray god to learn
me by theſe Small Tryals I meet with in the World
to Hope and Truſt in god alone, and not in the Crea‐
ture — I Pray god to kill me to the world, and that he woud
kill the World to me — that I may be Dead to the World
and the World to me — God has Seen fit to take away
my eldeſt Son by Death a few weeks ago, the Lord
Sanctify this afflective Diſpenſation to me and to
mine — my wife is not well, andbut the reſt of my
Family are well thro' the goodneſs of god at pre‐
ſent — I Pray God theſe may find you and yours
in Health of Body and Soul Proſperity, — my wife Joins
me in Chriſtian Reſpects to you and Yours —
I am, moſt kind madam


your moſt unworthy and moſt
obliged Humble Servant

Samson Occom
PS:
 Pleaſe to remember me to Phillis and the reſt of your Servants
Pray madam, what harm woud it be to Send Phillis to her
Native Country as a Female Preacher to her kindred,
you know Quaker women are alow'd to preach, and why
not others in an Extraordinary Caſe —
S: O

2 PS
 Madam I have a favour to beg of you
that is, to get me a Singing Book, I think it
was Printed at Salem lately price, I was told
S8 my Children are much Inclin'd to Singing
and I woud [illegible]Encourage them in Time, — and
I will endeavour to Send you Money Some Time
or other Send by any Careful Hand to Mr
JB Brimmer at Norwich Landing
yours &c
S: Occom


Recd Septr 1772
 why could he never write in this ſtrain to me
when he knew me ſinking under Labr & trial for his
Nation.

[illegible][guess: NL] 2..16
To
Mrs Susanna Wheatley
In Kings Street
Boston

[illegible][guess: Lebanon]
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