Thirty Years From Home; or, a Voice From the Main Deck: Being the Experience of Samuel LeechLeech, Samuel
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Thirty Years From Home; or, a Voice From the Main Deck: Being the Experience of Samuel Leech
Leech, Samuel
Adventure and adventurers; Leech, Samuel, 1798-1848; Sailors; United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Personal narratives
With the village itself, I was equally well pleased. Though
containing few houses, it was delightfully pleasant. Fine farms,
with large flocks of quiet sheep grazing on their hill-sides;
expansive fields, surrounded with fragrant hawthorn hedges; and old
farm-houses, with their thatched roofs, and massive wheat ricks, met
the pleased eye on all sides; while cultivated gardens and numerous
wild flowers, especially the modest cowslip and humble violet,
scented the air and perfumed the breeze. Thus far, perhaps, Bladen
was equal to Wanstead; but in its moral aspects it was inferior.
There was far less regard for the Sabbath; less attention to the
moral culture of the young, than at the latter place. That blessed
institution, which has vivified and renewed the church, which has
filled her with the vigorous pulsations of youth--from which, as
from some prolific nursery, she has obtained the plants, which now
stand on her mountain-tops like the tall cedars of Lebanon--the
modest, unassuming Sabbath school was not there. Consequently, the
Sabbath was spent in roaming about the fields, in amusements, in
visiting, in taking excursions to a place called Ramsden, some seven
miles distant. True, there was a parish church, with two clergymen
belonging to its altars, but there was service only once every
Sunday within its ancient walls. During Lent, however, both priests
and people were more religious; the church was better attended; the
children were examined as to their knowledge of the church catechism!
They were even excited to diligence in committing it to memory by
the inducement of reward. A Bible and two prayer books were given to
the lads who excelled in answering the questions. At the first Lent
examination after my coming to Bladen, the Bible, the highest prize,
was awarded to me, and the second year the minister assigned me the
task of hearing the others recite--a striking proof of the benefit
of Sunday school instruction; it gave me both a moral and mental
superiority over all my compeers in the little village of Bladen.
This special attention to religion only lasted during the term of
Lent; when, with a return to the use of meat, the people returned to
the neglect of the Sabbath.
The inhabitants of Bladen were very social in their habits. They held
an annual feast, called Bladen feast, to which they invited their
friends from other towns; it commenced on Sabbath and continued three
days. Eating, drinking, talking, fortune-telling, gambling, occupied
three days of wassail and jollity; after which the visitors returned
to their respective towns, and the people to their occupations. The
neighboring villages gave similar feasts in their turn. They were
occasions of much evil and folly.
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