Miles Standish, the Puritan CaptainAbbott, John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot)
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Miles Standish, the Puritan Captain
Abbott, John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot)
Standish, Myles, 1584?-1656
“When we came to any brook where no bridge was, two of them desired
to carry us through, of their own accord. Also, fearing that we were
or would be weary, they offered to carry our pieces. If we would lay
off any of our clothes, we should have them carried. And as the one
of them had found more special kindness from one of the messengers,
and the other savage from the other, so they showed their thankfulness
accordingly, in affording us all help and furtherance in the journey.”
It was very manifest to the travellers, as we have said, that they
were passing through a country which once had been crowded with a
population which but recently had been swept away. There were widely
extended fields, which had formerly been planted with corn, where there
was then to be seen but a rank growth of weeds, higher than a man’s
head. The region was pleasantly diversified with hills and plains,
often presenting extended forests of the most valuable timber. It was
a very noticeable and beautiful feature in these forests, that they
were entirely free of underbrush, presenting the aspect of the most
carefully-trimmed English park. Mr. Wood, who visited this region in
year 1633, writes:
“Whereas it is generally conceived that the woods grow so thick that
there is no more clear ground than is hewed out by labor of men, it
is nothing so; in many places divers acres being clear, so that one
may ride a hunting in most places of the land. There is no underwood,
saving in swamps and low grounds; for, it being the custom of the
Indians to burn the woods in November, when the grass is withered and
leaves dried, consumes all the underwood and rubbish, which otherwise
would overgrow the country, making it impassable, and spoil their
much-affected hunting. So that in these places there is scarce a bush
or bramble or any cumbersome underwood to be seen in the more champaign
ground.”
Hour after hour they journeyed on through these lonely fields, without
meeting an individual. At length one solitary Indian was espied in
the distance. The Indians, who accompanied the Pilgrims, seemed much
alarmed, from fear that he might be one of the Narraganset tribe, with
whom Massasoit was then at war, and that there might be more of the
Narragansets near at hand. The Pilgrims, however, bade them not to
fear, assuring them that, with their guns, they should not hesitate
to meet twenty of the foe. The savage was hailed. He proved to be
a friend, having two women with him. The two parties interchanged
courtesies, ate and drank together, and separated, well pleased with
each other.
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