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
“This being ended he lighted tobacco for us, and fell to discoursing
of England and of the King’s Majesty, marvelling that he would live
without a wife.[13] Also he talked of the Frenchmen, bidding us not to
suffer them to come to Narraganset, for it was King James’s country,
and he was King James’s man. Late it grew, but victuals he offered us
none; for, indeed, he had not any, he being so newly come home. So we
desired to go to rest. He laid us on the bed with himself and his wife,
they at the one end and we at the other, it being only planks laid a
foot from the ground, and a thin mat upon them. Two more of his chief
men, for want of room, pressed by and upon us, so that we were worse
weary of our lodging than of our journey.
“The next day being Thursday, many of their _sachems_, or petty
governors, came to see us, and many of their men also. There they went
to their manner of games for skins and knives. We challenged them to
shoot with us for skins, but they durst not; only they desired one of
us to shoot at a mark, who, shooting with hail-shot, they wondered to
see the mark so full of holes.
“About one o’clock Massasoit brought two fishes that he had shot. They
were like bream, but three times as big, and better meat.[14] These,
being boiled, there were at least forty looked for share in them. The
most ate of them. This meal only we had in two nights and a day. And
had not one of us bought a partridge we had taken our journey fasting.
“Very importunate he was to have us stay with him longer. But we
desired to keep the Sabbath at home, and feared that we should either
be lightheaded for want of sleep, for what with bad lodging, the
savage’s barbarious singing, for they use to sing themselves asleep,
lice and fleas within doors, and mosquitoes without, we could hardly
sleep all of the time of our being there; we much fearing that if we
should stay any longer we should not be able to recover home for want
of strength. So that on Friday morning, before sun-rising, we took our
leave and departed, Massasoit being both grieved and ashamed that he
could no better entertain us.”
Their journey home was a weary one. They commenced it hungry, and
without any supply of food for the way. Squantum and five other
Indians accompanied them, who were accustomed to the hardships of the
wilderness, and knew how to obtain food if there were roots or berries,
game or fish anywhere within reach. When they arrived at Mattapoiset,
the friendly but half-starved Indians there refreshed them with a
small fish, a handful of parched corn, and a few clams. The clams they
gave to their six Indians, reserving for themselves only the little
fish and the handful of meal, which by no means satiated their craving
appetites. The Indians led them five miles out of their way, with the
hope of obtaining food, but they found the place abandoned and no food
there.
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