New England -- Juvenile fiction; United States -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Juvenile fiction
Goody Parsons, too, had long since slipped away, although she had lived
to see her dearest wish fulfilled as she watched the climbing rose cover
the whole grey wall of her cottage. She had told Margeret, the day
before she went, that she would be glad to be in Heaven, for she knew
that it was “as like her own loved Hertfordshire as the dear Lord would
permit.” Samuel Skerry had vanished, no man knew whither, nor how he had
carried away the great locked chest that tradition said held his wealth.
Roger Bardwell had always declared that once as he was walking through
the narrow street of a Dutch seaport town, he had seen the shoemaker’s
dark face peer out at him through a window. There was a certain sea
captain, also, who claimed to have knowledge of where Skerry was to be
found, so it was through him that Roger Bardwell sent the purchase money
when he bought the shoemaker’s abandoned fields and widened the bounds
of Master Simon’s garden. Beyond this, Hopewell heard no real news of
the vanished cobbler, although the people of the village talked of him
still and wondered as to which of the various terrible punishments that
he deserved had overtaken him at last.
As Alisoun and Gilbert walked up to the house together a little later,
they observed that Stephen had settled down to what was, for him, a very
quiet game. It required a great deal of running to and fro and much
laughter, but its activities were confined to the stretch of lawn
nearest the big pine tree.
“They seem to be at something new,” said Gilbert, as he turned toward
the gate, for an errand called him to Hopewell; “where did they learn to
play that game?”
“I believe Amos Bardwell taught it to Stephen when he was here last
month,” replied Alisoun. “What a gay time he and Stephen always have
together, and how hard it is for them to part! I wish that Amos and his
father did not bide in England.”
“A sailor like Amos hardly abides anywhere,” smiled Gilbert. “He and I
have scarcely met for years, since, when one of us is not at sea, the
other is. And you must remember that it is only through Amos and his
father’s having become citizens of England and not of Massachusetts,
that we are able to keep even a part of our vessels upon the sea.”
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