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There was a certain woman that dwelt beyond Jordan, her name was
Mary; her father was Eleazar, of the village Bethezob, which signifies
the house of Hyssop. She was eminent for her family and her wealth,
and had fled away to Jerusalem with the rest of the multitude, and was
with them besieged therein at this time. The other effects of this woman
had been already seized upon, such I mean as she had brought with her out
of Perea, and removed to the city. What she had treasured up besides, as
also what food she had contrived to save, had been also carried off by
the rapacious guards, who came every day running into her house for that
purpose. This put the poor woman into a very great passion, and by the
frequent reproaches and imprecations she east at these rapacious villains,
she had provoked them to anger against her; but none of them, either out
of the indignation she had raised against herself, or out of commiseration
of her case, would take away her life; and if she found any food, she perceived
her labors were for others, and not for herself; and it was now become
impossible for her any way to find any more food, while the famine pierced
through her very bowels and marrow, when also her passion was fired to
a degree beyond the famine itself; nor did she consult with any thing but
with her passion and the necessity she was in. She then attempted a most
unnatural thing; and snatching up her son, who was a child sucking at her
breast, she said, "O thou miserable infant! for whom shall I preserve
thee in this war, this famine, and this sedition? As to the war with the
Romans, if they preserve our lives, we must be slaves. This famine also
will destroy us, even before that slavery comes upon us. Yet are these
seditious rogues more terrible than both the other. Come on; be thou my
food, and be thou a fury to these seditious varlets, and a by-word to the
world, which is all that is now wanting to complete the calamities of us
Jews." As soon as she had said this, she slew her son, and then roasted
him, and eat the one half of him, and kept the other half by her concealed.
Upon this the seditious came in presently, and smelling the horrid scent
of this food, they threatened her that they would cut her throat immediately
if she did not show them what food she had gotten ready. She replied that
she had saved a very fine portion of it for them, and withal uncovered
what was left of her son. Hereupon they were seized with a horror and amazement
of mind, and stood astonished at the sight, when she said to them, "This
is mine own son, and what hath been done was mine own doing! Come, eat
of this food; for I have eaten of it myself! Do not you pretend to be either
more tender than a woman, or more compassionate than a mother; but if you
be so scrupulous, and do abominate this my sacrifice, as I have eaten the
one half, let the rest be reserved for me also." After which those
men went out trembling, being never so much aftrighted at any thing as
they were at this, and with some difficulty they left the rest of that
meat to the mother. Upon which the whole city was full of this horrid action
immediately; and while every body laid this miserable case before their
own eyes, they trembled, as if this unheard of action had been done by
themselves. So those that were thus distressed by the famine were very
desirous to die, and those already dead were esteemed happy, because they
had not lived long enough either to hear or to see such miseries.
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