The Land of Bondage: A RomanceBloundelle-Burton, John
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The Land of Bondage: A Romance
Bloundelle-Burton, John
Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
wainscot or at every sound we heard without, dreading that it meant
the Indians or a revolt amongst the plantation hands.
Therefore you may be sure that whenever my father and cousin, or my
father alone, returned from Norfolk or from Jamestown, we were right
glad to see them, and to know that our loneliness as well as our
unprotectedness was over for the time; and so 'twas now. They rode in
as we were sitting down to our midday meal and, after my father and
Gregory had each drunk a good stoup of rum (which we exchange largely
for our tobacco with our brother colonists in Jamaica, the men finding
it a pleasant, wholesome drink, when mixed with water) the former
said:
"So my chicks have not been harried by the Indian foxes this time
neither. 'Tis well. And see, now, there are some ships in from home.
His Majesty's sloop _Terrific_ is in the Bay, and the girls of
Richmond are preparing to give a dance to the officers--thou should'st
be there, Joice!---and there is a merchantman from London full of
precious stuffs and toys. Yet, since I have no money, I could bring
thee nought, my dear."
Here we laughed, for my father ever made this joke preparatory to
producing his presents, and I said:
"What have you brought?"
"What have I brought? Well, let me consider. What say you now to a new
horloge for the saloon? our old one is getting crazy in its works, as
well it may be, since my grandfather brought it from home with him.
This one hath Berthould and Mudges' 'scapements, so the captain of the
ship told me," my father went on, reading from a piece of paper, "or
rather wrote it down, and he guarantees it will be going a hundred
years hence. Then, for a silk gown, I have purchased thee some
pieces--our own early ventures in Virginian silk were none too
successful!--which will become thy fair complexion well, and I have an
odd piece of lace or two for a hood. While for you, Miss Mills," with
an old-fashioned bow, which I think he must have learnt when young and
used to attend Governor Spotswood's receptions, "as you are a dark
beauty I have brought also a lace hood, and a new book since you love
verse. 'Tis by one Mr. Thomson, and seems to describe the seasons
prettily. The captain tells me it has ever a ready sale at home."
Then we thanked him as best we knew how, after which Gregory--who was
ever timid and retiring before women, though like a lion, as I have
heard others say, when chasing the Indians or a bear or wolf--stepped
forward and said:
"And I, too, have brought thee a present, Joice, if thou wilt take it
from my hands."
He spoke this way because his heart was sore that I could not love him
and would not promise to be his wife, often as he had asked me. Tho',
indeed, I did love him as a cousin, nay, as a brother, only he always
said it was not that he wanted but a love sweeter and dearer than a
sister's.
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