A Journal of the Pilgrims at Plymouth; Mourt's Relation: A Relation or Journal of the English Plantation settled at Plymouth in New England, by Certain English adventurers both merchants and others
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A Journal of the Pilgrims at Plymouth; Mourt's Relation: A Relation or Journal of the English Plantation settled at Plymouth in New England, by Certain English adventurers both merchants and others
Massachusetts -- History -- New Plymouth, 1620-1691; Pilgrims (New Plymouth Colony) -- Early works to 1800
Monday, the 8th day of January, was a very fair day, and we went betimes
to work. Master Jones sent the shallop, as he had formerly done, to see
where fish could be got. They had a great storm at sea, and were in some
danger; at night they returned with three great seals and an excellent
good cod, which did assure us that we should have plenty of fish
shortly.
This day, Francis Billington, having the week before seen from the top
of a tree on a high hill a great sea as he thought, went with one of the
master’s mates to see it. They went three miles and then came to a great
water, divided into two great lakes, the bigger of them five or six
miles in circuit, and in it an isle of a cable length[61] square, the
other three miles in compass; in their estimation they are fine fresh
water, full of fish, and fowl. A brook issues from it; it will be an
excellent help for us in time. They found seven or eight Indian houses,
but not lately inhabited. When they saw the houses they were in some
fear, for they were but two persons and one piece.
Tuesday, the 9th of January, was a reasonable fair day, and we went to
labor that day in the building of our town, in two rows of houses for
more safety. We divided by lot the plot of ground whereon to build our
town. After the proportion formerly alloted, we agreed that every man
should build his own house, thinking by that course men would make more
haste than working in common. The common house, in which for the first
we made our rendezvous, being near finished wanted only covering, it
being about twenty feet square. Some should make mortar, and some gather
thatch, so that in four days half of it was thatched. Frost and foul
weather hindered us much, this time of the year seldom could we work
half the week.
Thursday, the 11th, William Bradford being at work (for it was a fair
day) was vehemently taken with a grief and pain, and so shot to his
huckle-bone.[62] It was doubted that he would have instantly died; he
got cold in the former discoveries, especially the last, and felt some
pain in his ankles by times, but he grew a little better towards night
and in time, through God’s mercy in the use of means, recovered.
Friday, the 12th, we went to work, but about noon it began to rain that
it forced us to give over work.
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