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Castine (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
Here Robert Pike said he would tell of a matter which had fallen under his notice. Just after the war was over, said he, owing to the loss of my shallop in the Penobscot Bay, I chanced to be in the neighborhood of him they call the Baron of Castine, who hath a strong castle, with much cleared land and great fisheries at Byguyduce. I was preparing to make a fire and sleep in the woods, with my two men, when a messenger came from the Baron, saying that his master, hearing that strangers werchet which the old men had buried at Casco. I told the old savage that I did not justify the holding of Indians after the peace, and would do what I could to have them set at liberty, at which he seemed greatly rejoiced. Since I came back from Castine's country, I have urged the giving up of the Indians, and many have been released. Slavery is a hard lot, and many do account it worse than death. When in the Barbadoes, I was told that on one plantation, in the space of five years, a score of
Chapel Hill, N. C. (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
hung with verdant beauty, rippling and waving in the same cool breeze which stirs the waters of the beautiful Bay of Casco! But time will remedy all this; and, when Lowell shall have numbered half the years of her sister cities, her newly planted elms and maples, which now only cause us to contrast their shadeless stems with the leafy glory of their parents of the forest, will stretch out to the future visitor arms of welcome and repose. There is one beautiful grove in Lowell,—that on Chapel Hill,—where a cluster of fine old oaks lift their sturdy stems and green branches, in close proximity to the crowded city, blending the cool rustle of their leaves with the din of machinery. As I look at them in this gray twilight they seem lonely and isolated, as if wondering what has become of their old forest companions, and vainly endeavoring to recognize in the thronged and dusty streets before them those old, graceful colonnades of maple and thick-shaded oaken vistas, stretching from r
Hampton (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
This morning, Sir Thomas and Uncle Rawson rode over to Hampton, where they will tarry all night. Last evening, Rebecca hals. There be seven of them in all, lying off the town of Hampton on the mainland, about a league. We landed on that calledther or no I behold their faces any more in this life. Hampton, October 24, 1678. I took leave of my good friends at Aa Mr. Weare, who, with his wife, was to go to his home, at Hampton, that day, and who did kindly engage to see me thus far onnk there is an invisible hand at work there. We reached Hampton about one hour before noon; and riding up the road towardsis not the first time the Evil Spirit hath been at work in Hampton; for they did all remember the case of Goody Marston's chia grievous manner. Moreover, the constable of the town of Hampton testifies, that, having to supply Goody Cole with diet, byhen at Newbury, and even went over to their conventicle at Hampton, on the Lord's day, in the company of the Brewster family,
Florence, S. C. (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
here a mouth put a set of otherwise fine features out of countenance; the fair complexions had red hair, and glossy black locks were wasted upon dingy ones. In one way or another all fell below his impossible standard. The beauty which my friend seemed in search of was that of proportion and coloring; mechanical exactness; a due combination of soft curves and obtuse angles, of warm carnation and marble purity. Such a man, for aught I can see, might love a graven image, like the girl of Florence who pined into a shadow for the Apollo Belvidere, looking coldly on her with stony eyes from his niche in the Vatican. One thing is certain,—he will never find his faultless piece of artistical perfection by searching for it amidst flesh-and-blood realities. Nature does not, as far as I can perceive, work with square and compass, or lay on her colors by the rules of royal artists or the dunces of the academies. She eschews regular outlines. She does not shape her forms by a common mode
Franklin Mills, Portage County, Ohio (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
his carriage, and went with her to the inn where they first stopped on landing from the vessel, where she inquired for Sir Thomas Hale. The landlord told her there was such a gentleman, but he had not seen him for some days. But he was at your house last night, said the astonished young woman. He is my husband, and I was with him. The landlord then said that one Thomas Rumsey was at his house, with a young lady, the night before, but she was not his lawful wife, for he had one already in Kent. At this astounding news, the unhappy woman swooned outright, and, being taken back to her kinsman's, she lay grievously ill for many days, during which time, by letters from Kent, it was ascertained that this Rumsey was a graceless young spendthrift, who had left his wife and his two children three years before, and gone to parts unknown. My grandmother, who affectionately watched over her, and comforted her in her great affliction, has often told me that, on coming to herself, her poor
St. Paul (Minnesota, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
of that peace and good will to men, which the angels sang of at the birth of the blessed Redeemer. I have been the more careful to give the substance of Mr. Russ's sermon, as nearly as I can remember it, forasmuch as it hath given offence to some who did listen to it. Deacon Dole saith it was such a discourse as a Socinian or a Papist might have preached, for the great stress it laid upon works; and Goodwife Matson, a noisy, talking woman,—such an one, no doubt, as those busybodies whom Saint Paul did rebuke for forwardness, and command to keep silence in the church,—says the preacher did go out of his way to favor Quakers, Indians, and witches; and that the Devil in Goody Morse's house was no doubt well pleased with the discourse. R. Pike saith he does no wise marvel at her complaints; for when she formerly dwelt at the Marblehead fishing-haven, she was one of the unruly women who did break into Thompson's garrison-house, and barbarously put to death two Saugus Indians, who had g
Providence, R. I. (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
d with my natural temper and spirits. May 16. This place is in what is called the Narragansett country, and about twenty miles from Mr. Williams's town of Providence, a place of no small note. Mr. Williams, who is now an aged man, more than fourscore, was the founder of the Province, and is held in great esteem by the peopler husband and boys, as she called them. In the evening, hearing loud voices in a house near by, we inquired what it meant, and were told that some people from Providence were holding a meeting there, the owner of the house being accounted a Quaker. Whereupon, I went thither with Leonard, and found nigh upon a score of people gahis hands; but he had so pressed the matter that she had, not without some misgivings, consented to it. But it was not according to the inscrutable wisdom of Providence that she should ever be restored to her father's house. Among the victims of the great earthquake which destroyed Port Royal a few days after the date of her l
Providence, R. I. (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
kind friends here; they will do all they can for me; and for the rest I trust Providence. Lucille begged that I would let him stay; for she said God would hear hene cannot but admire, said the Doctor, that wise and beneficent ordination of Providence whereby the spirit of man asserts its power over circumstances, moulding the , Richard? What was't you said about our going to that sink of wickedness at Providence? Why don't you go back with me to sister Ward's? Mary Edmands! said Martarthquakes, fires, fevers, and shipwrecks he regarded as personal favors from Providence, furnishing the raw material of song and ballad. Welcome to us in our countrding all barren, –who have always some fault or other to find with Nature and Providence, seeming to consider themselves especially ill used because the one does not ng voice could not reach them—to throw themselves into the surf, and trust to Providence and her for succor. In anticipation of this, she had her kettle boiling over
Lowell (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
city of a day The writer, when residing in Lowell, in 1844 contributed this and the companion pieces to The Stranger in Lowell. this, then, is Lowell,—a city springing up, like the enchanted pable-land of promise? Many of the streets of Lowell present a lively and neat aspect, and are adorand repose. There is one beautiful grove in Lowell,—that on Chapel Hill,—where a cluster of fine ose motto is ever Onward. The population of Lowell is constituted mainly of New Englanders; but te first time the Rapids of the Merrimac, above Lowell. Passing up the street by the Hospital, a l Who can paint like Nature ? First day in Lowell. To a population like that of Lowell, the w half an hour. In this way the working-day in Lowell is eked out to an average throughout the year me of the most pleasant hours I have passed in Lowell. The manner in which the Offering has been y shore. I know of no walk in the vicinity of Lowell so inviting as that along the margin of the ri[1 more...
Bull Run, Va. (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
ound myself in the midst of a score at least of them,—holding their wicked meeting of a Sabbath morning on the margin of a deep spring in the meadows. One glimpse at their fierce shining heads in the sunshine, as they roused themselves at my approach, was sufficient to send me at full speed towards the nearest upland. The snakes, equally scared, fled in the same direction; and, looking back, I saw the dark monsters following close at my heels, terrible as the Black Horse rebel regiment at Bull Run. I had, happily, sense enough left to step aside and let the ugly troop glide into the bushes. Nevertheless, the meadows had their redeeming points. In spring mornings the blackbirds and bobolinks made them musical with songs; and in the evenings great bullfrogs croaked and clamored; and on summer nights we loved to watch the white wreaths of fog rising and drifting in the moonlight like troops of ghosts, with the fireflies throwing up ever and anon signals of their coming. But the B
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