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Marblehead (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
o 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 given themselves up for safe keeping, and who had never harmed any, which thing was a great grief and scandal to all well-disposed people. And yet this woman, who scrupled not to say that she would as lief stick an Indian as a hog, and who walked all the way from Marblehead to Boston to see the Quaker woman hung, and did foully jest over her dead body, was allowed to have her way in the church, Mr. Richardson being plainly in fear of her ill tongue and wicked temper. November 13. The Quaker maid, Margaret Brewster, came this morning, inquiring for the Doctor, and desiring him to visit a sick man at her father's house, a little way up the river; whereupon he took his staff and went with her. On his coming back, he said he must do the Quakers the justice
Milton, Mass. (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
and arms of silver, the belly of brass, the legs of iron, and feet of clay,—the dream of Nebuchadnezzar. On the other were depicted the wonders of the Apocalyptic vision,—the beasts, the dragons, the scarlet woman seen by the seer of Patmos, Oriental types, figures, and mystic symbols, translated into staring Yankee realities, and exhibited like the beasts of a travelling menagerie. One horrible image, with its hideous heads and scaly caudal extremity, reminded me of the tremendous line of Milton, who, in speaking of the same evil dragon, describes him as ‘Swindging the scaly horrors of his folded tail.’ To an imaginative mind the scene was full of novel interest. The white circle of tents; the dim wood arches; the upturned, earnest faces; the loud voices of the speakers, burdened with the awful symbolic language of the Bible; the smoke from the fires, rising like incense,—carried me back to those days of primitive worship which tradition faintly whispers of, when on hill-to
Exeter, N. H. (New Hampshire, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
of her tribe,—was in the habit of visiting us, with her hopeful grandson, who had a gift for preaching as well as for many other things not exactly compatible with holy orders. He sometimes brought with him a tame crow, a shrewd, knavish-looking bird, who, when in the humor for it, could talk like Barnaby Rudge's raven. He used to say he could do nothina at exhortina without a white handkercher on his neck and money in his pocket, —a fact going far to confirm the opinions of the Bishop of Exeter and the Puseyites generally, that there can be no priest without tithes and surplice. These people have for several generations lived distinct from the great mass of the community, like the gypsies of Europe, whom in many respects they closely resemble. They have the same settled aversion to labor and the same disposition to avail themselves of the fruits of the industry of others. They love a wild, out-of-door life, sing songs, tell fortunes, and have an instinctive hatred of missionar
New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 1
Note the intelligent reader of the following record cannot fail to notice occasional inaccuracies in respect to persons, places, and dates; and, as a matter of course, will make due allowance for the prevailing prejudices and errors of the period to which it relates. That there are passages indicative of a comparatively recent origin, and calculated to cast a shade of doubt over the entire narrative, the Editor would be the last to deny, notwithstanding its general accordance with historical verities and probabilities. Its merit consists mainly in the fact that it presents a tolerably lifelike picture of the Past, and introduces us familiarly to the hearths and homes of New England in the seventeenth century. A full and accurate account of Secretary Rawson and his family is about to be published by his descendants, to which the reader is referred who wishes to know more of the personages who figure prominently in this Journal 1866.
New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 2
s far as he could judge, the worthy folk of New England had no great temptation to that sin from thearing that Sir Christopher had gone to the New England, where he was acting as an agent of his kiTheir dingy webs, or hid with cheating lawn New England's beauties, which still seemed to me Illuste wars will usher in a longer peace; But if New England's love die in its youth, The grave will opers now serve the turn To draw the figure of New England's urn. New England's hour of passion is at New England's hour of passion is at hand, No power except Divine can it withstand. Scarce hath her glass of fifty years run out, Than ht of his piety and learning, The History of New England; or, Wonder-Working Providence of Sion's Sa entitled Several Poems by a Gentlewoman of New England, with these words on the blank page thereofte to her, kindly inviting her to return to New England, and live with him, and she at last resolveuals, as was natural from her education in New England, among Puritanic schismatics; but she lived[3 more...]
New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 3
windings of one of the loveliest rivers of New England, a few miles above the sea-mart, at its mouspecimen of the old, quiet, cozy hamlets of New England. No huge factory threwits evil shadow overuliar seasons of beauty when the climate of New England seems preferable to that of Italy. The sunminded me of a very similar story of my own New England neighborhood, which I have often heard, and some old chronicle of the early history of New England, a paragraph which has ever since haunted mst of historical epics on the rough soil of New England. They lived a truer poetry than Homer or Vcts, is still, to some extent, continued in New England. The inimitable description which Burns gilittle of learned and scientific wizards in New England. One remarkable character of this kind seeml years applicants from nearly all parts of New England visited him with the story of their sufferithe unlucky disclosure on the temper of his New England helpmate, he made a virtue of the necessity[8 more...]
Newbury, Mass. (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
s at his plantation on the Merrimac River, in Newbury. His daughter, Rebecca, is just about my ageLeonard and myself, and young Robert Pike, of Newbury, who had been to Boston on business, his fath the Piscataqua River, and thence by horse to Newbury. Young Mr. Jordan spent yesterday and last answered he; but, as good Mr. Richardson, of Newbury, well saith, there have never lacked Sadduceehole household; and said I did not doubt this Newbury trouble was something very like it. Hereupon and will let me see them when we get back to Newbury. There was much talk on this matter, which s an acquaintance, one Mr. Easton, formerly of Newbury. His design is to purchase a small plantati, but his friend Doctor Clark goes with us to Newbury. Rebecca found in her work-basket, after he dged a witch, as there be many witnesses from Newbury to testify against her. Aunt sent the old creth just left us, having come all the way from Newbury to the wedding. The excellent Governor Broad[17 more...]
Newburyport (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
He received the letters in silence, read them slowly, casting them one after another upon a large pile of similar epistles in a corner of the apartment. Half a century ago nearly every neighborhood in New England was favored with one or more reputed dealers in magic. Twenty years later there were two poor old sisters who used to frighten school urchins and children of a larger growth as they rode down from New Hampshire on their gaunt skeleton horses, strung over with baskets for the Newburyport market. They were aware of the popular notion concerning them, and not unfrequently took advantage of it to levy a sort of black mail upon their credulous neighbors. An attendant at the funeral of one of these sisters, who when living was about as unsubstantial as Ossian's ghost, through which the stars were visible, told me that her coffin was so heavy that four stout men could barely lift it. One of my earliest recollections is that of an old woman, residing about two miles from t
Ohio (United States) (search for this): chapter 3
the stranger intermeddled not. He was not willing to run the risk of hearing that which to him was a frightful reality turned into ridicule by scoffers and unbelievers. The substance of it, as I received it from one of his neighbors, forms as clever a tale of witchcraft as modern times have produced. It seems that when quite a young man he left the homestead, and, strolling westward, worked his way from place to place until he found himself in one of the old French settlements on the Ohio River. Here he procured employment on the farm of a widow; and being a smart, active fellow, and proving highly serviceable in his department, he rapidly gained favor in the eyes of his employer. Ere long, contrary to the advice of the neighbors, and in spite of somewhat discouraging hints touching certain matrimonial infelicities experienced by the late husband, he resolutely stepped into the dead man's shoes: the mistress became the wire, and the servant was legally promoted to the head of t
Portland (Maine, United States) (search for this): chapter 2
captivity. He entreated me to see the great Chief of our people (meaning the Governor), and tell him that the cries of the captives were heard by his young men, and that they were talking of digging up the hatchet 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 the brooks, that with pleasing noise did leap down the hill. When we got upon the top, which is bare and rocky, we had a fair view of the coast, with its many windings and its islands, from the Cape Ann, near Boston, to the Cape Elizabeth, near Casco, the Piscataqua and Agamenticus rivers; and away in the northwest we could see the peaks of mountains looking like summer clouds or banks of gray fog. These mountains lie many leagues off in the wilderness, and are said to be exceeding lofty.
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