If Desire Minter
had only written of her experiences as a woman of the Mayflower
, her experiences in leaving for an English home, with her war adventure as an extra detail, what material she had, and of what value for the world to read!
She would have been a rival historian of Bradford
But of course such a thought never entered her mind.
She was a woman, and a woman could not be independent in that day. About two hundred and fifty years passed before any other point of view was deemed possible.
The kitchen at the Winslow
's presents a lively scene this autumn morning.
and Mary Becket
are in deep preparations for a feast—not an ordinary one. Two important causes may be found for the feast and good spirits.
First, the master of the house had just returned from a successful trading trip up the coast, with a great quantity of fur to make who would a fur coat for the winter.
As for Mary, why, George Soule
had told her last evening that she was the only woman for him, and indeed it would not take her as long as it did Mary Chilton
to make up her mind on a like matter.
And the feast was to be a supper party.
, who was a noted gunner, had brought home several plump birds and a pair of wild turkeys in compliment to Mary Chilton
and John Winslow
, as well as George Soule
and Mary Becket
And if any of you think you have attended a feast I wish you could read what that one was like.
Time forbids my giving it to you, as there are three solid pages of dishes innumerable, and—
After three years of struggle for life and a home in the wilderness Plymouth
grew, and this autumn saw one hundred and eighty persons instead of a handful.
The new plan of individual division of land, with its planting and care, proved its wisdom.
Friendly contests for success began.
and Humility Cooper
were each given an acre, and the attention these acres received was not less than any others.
The crops ripening foretold an abundant harvest.