{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "O ^^v^ V**\\n^^-y y\\n^0 .^B^.\\nr", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "o\\no o OT\\n./.yi^- c\u00c2\u00b0*.i^:. o ,**.v;^.\\\\ /.\u00e2\u0080\u00a2;^i.\\n,0 ^i5\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a20^\\n4 o\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2J^ A^", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "ilili*iii!j*lli\\n\u00c2\u00a9tber boofts in tbe same series anD be\\ntbe same autbor.\\nIssued under the auspices of the Sons and Daughters it\\nof the American Revolution. lllnni\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK\\nFOR YOUNG AMERICANS.\\nThe Story of the Government.\\nWith Introduction by\\nGeneral HORACE PORTER.\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK\\n11 AMERICAN REVOLUTION, ll\\nJJL The Story of a Young People s *L\\nmil Pilgrimage to Revolutionary Battle-fields. iP\\nfmtmt With Introduction by JJL\\nup Senator CHAUNCEY M. DEPEW. 11\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK\\nOF FAMOUS AMERICANS.\\nThe Story of a Young People s\\nPilgrimage to Historic Homes.\\nWith Introduction by\\nMrs. ADLAI E. STEVENSON,\\nFortnerly President-Geueral of the Daughters of the\\nA merican Revolutioti.\\nj^ Uniform ivith this book. Each containing sjo pages and iw\\nJJ^ nearly as many illustrations. Price of each, Si.^o.", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3390", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "IN COLONIAL DAYS.", "height": "3474", "width": "2429", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "ISSUED UNDER THE AUSPICES OF THE SOCIETY OF COLONIAL IVARS\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF\\nTHE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE STORY OF THE PILGRIMAGE OF A\\nPARTY OF YOUNG PEOPLE TO THE SITES\\nOF THE EARLIEST AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBY\\nELBRIDGE S. BROOKS\\nAUTHOR OF the CENTURY BOOK FOR YOUNG AMERICANS,\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION, THE CENTURY\\nBOOK OF FAMOUS AMERICANS, ETC.\\nWITH AN INTRODUCTION BY FREDERICK J. DE PEYSTER\\nGOVERNOR OF THE SOCIETY OF COLONIAL WARS\\nTHE CENTURY CO., NEW YORK\\nVJ Va/", "height": "3527", "width": "2376", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "49594\\nSEP 20 1900\\n^Ck m c\u00c2\u00bbnr.\\nOCT ::9 .19Q0\\nCopyright, 1900, by The Century Co.\\nU\\nTHE DE VINNE PRESS.", "height": "3474", "width": "2429", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "INTRODUCTION\\nOffice of the Governor-General,\\nSociety of Colonial Wars.\\nThe object of the Society of Colonial Wars commends itself to every American\\nheart. That object is to rescue from undeserved neglect one hundred and fifty years\\nof American history the one hundred and fifty years which changed the European\\nimmigrant into an American, the one hundred and fifty years which changed the little\\nfringe of struggling settlements at Jamestown and New Amsterdam, at Plymouth and\\nSalem and Boston, into the thirteen mighty provinces which were able to cope\\nwith all the might of the British crown. In that stern school of struggle and trial, of\\nvictory and defeat, the colonial American was trained up to a nobler standard of man-\\nhood than any that modern Europe can boast. It should be remembered that the\\ngreat men of the Revolutionary period were the babes of colonial hearthstones, were\\nnursed by colonial dames, and learned their lessons of heroism from the lips of\\ncolonial warrior sires. We should never forget that American history is not a thing\\nof shreds and patches, but one long, heroic story of struggle and victory, which does\\nnot begin at Bunker Hill and Lexington, or even Plymouth Rock, but goes back to\\nthe first successful settlements of the white man on the shores of the Chesapeake and\\nthe Hudson.\\nThe humble Httle towns along the Atlantic, glorious as they seem to us now,\\nexcited but little interest in the contemporaneous historian. But who can view the\\ngreat republic of to-day without longing to know its history from the beginning It\\nis to the study of that history that the Society of Colonial Wars bends all its energies,\\nand it is with the hope that the publicatioi. of The Century Book of the American\\nColonies will stimulate such study that this introduction is written.\\nIt is proper to state that the society has no business relations with the publishers\\nof this book, and no pecuniary interest whatever in the publication.\\nFrederic J. de Peyster,\\nGovernor- Gotcral.", "height": "3537", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3474", "width": "2429", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "TABLE OF CONTENTS\\nPAGE\\nI Where the Adelantados Ruled i\\nA Surprise Party in San Marco Uncle Tom Explains T/ie Oldest American\\nColony AH about the Crab-Fight Picturesque Old Days Why the Adelan-\\ntados Gave Way to the Gringos Uncle Tom s New Scheme.\\nII In the Rival Capitals 19\\nOver the French Border The Trip to Mobile The First French Capital\\nWhy New Orleans Won Four Faitious Brothers the Crescent City The\\nFather of Louisiana 1 903 An Old Town in the Netv JVorld.\\nIII Under Live-oak and Magnolia 35\\nBy the Inland Passage Where Spa?iiard and Englishman Raided the Border\\nWhy Oglethorpe Came to Georgia Lovely Old Charleston Where Phi-\\nlosophers Failed The Begifinings of Carolina.\\nIV In the Lost Colony 51\\nUp the Coast to Old Point Comfort Spain in the Lead On the Sound Steamer\\nRoanoke Island The Lost Colony and its Memorial Sir Walter Raleigh\\nand Virginia Dai-e \u00e2\u0096\u00a0The White Doe of Roanoke.\\nV Where the Old Dominion Began 6-]\\nNewport News and Modern Progress The Father of Virginia Smith and\\nPocahontas San Miguel and Jamestown The Ruined Tower Williamsburg\\nand its Memories.\\nVI From the Severn to the Three Counties 81\\nTerra Marie Latin Names for American Colonies A Colonial Memory\\nSt. Marfs and Joppa Where Rodney Rode With Swede and Dutchman.\\nVII From Shackamaxon to Sandy Hook 97\\nIn Penn Treaty Park\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The Elm Tablet William Penn The Walking Pur-\\nchase Cranks and Citizens Pastorius Colonial Philadelphia the\\nJerseys Plowden s Patent Thrifty Farmers.", "height": "3537", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "X TABLE OF CONTENTS\\nPAGE\\nVIII In Knickerbocker Land 113\\nIVho Discovered the Hudson Spanish Tracks and Trade-marks The First\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0Apartment-houses Colonial New York The Purposes of Emigration\\nStuyvesant and the Knickerbockers Through the Province.\\nIX In the Old Colony 131\\nOn the Fist of Massachusetts The Real Landing of the Pilgrims The Com-\\npact Tablet at Provincetown Why They were Pilgrims The First Civil Gov-\\nernment in America Over the Bay to Plymouth The Faith Monument\\nThe Pilgrims Story on Pilgrim Land.\\nX With the Governor and Companions of Massachusetts Bay 147\\nLn the Shadoiv of the Gilded Dome From Salem to Spring Lane Governor\\nJohn Wintlvop The Great Emigration A Puritan Aristocracy Lntolcr-\\na nee and Witchcraft Up and Down the Bay State \u00e2\u0096\u00a0The Past is Secure\\nThe Massachusetts Spirit.\\nXI Through the Plantations 165\\nAmong the Sybarites With Roger Williams to Providence Cranks and\\nDisputafits A Refuge for Liberty From Say brook to New LLaven When\\nLong Island was in Neio Ejigland.\\nXII From Portsmouth to Pemaquid and Beyond 189\\nHow Captain John Smith Used his Eyes The Struggle for the Eastern Boun-\\nda)y Baron Castine of St. Castine D Aulnay and La Tour Sir Him-\\nphrey Gilbert and Martin Pring How Maine and New Hampshire Broke from\\nMassachusetts Fishermeji and Frenchmen A Land of Many Stirring Alem-\\nories.\\nXIII On the Heights of Abraham 209\\nIti the Land of Evangeline Louisburg and Halifax Across New Brunswick\\nIn New and Old Quebec The Struggle for a La?iguage The Triumph of\\nEnglish Speech The Colonial Expansion of the Great Republic.\\nIndex 231", "height": "3474", "width": "2429", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "THE CENTURY BOOK OF\\nTHE AMERICAN COLONIES", "height": "3537", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "RUINS OF THE CHURCH AT JAMESTOWN, VIRGINIA.", "height": "3474", "width": "2429", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "THE CENTURY BOOK\\nOF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCHAPTER 1\\nWHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\nA Surprise Party in San Marco Uncle Tom Explaijis The Oldest\\nAtnerican Colony All about the Crab-Fight Picturesque Old Days\\nWhy the Adelantados Gave Way to the Gringos Uncle Tonis\\nNew Scheme.\\na sunlit corner of the old coquina fort they came sud-\\ndenly face to face with a familiar figure. In vocifer-\\nous and delighted surprise they pounced upon it.\\nWhy, Uncle Tom Dunlap cried Marian, fol-\\nlowing up her hug of recognition, where under the\\nsun did you drop from\\nBut Jack drew himself up with a military click\\nof heels, and plucking the polo-cap from his head\\nas if it were a plumed sombrero, he made a sweeping\\nmedieval salute.\\nSefior Don Tomaso Dunlapo, governor and captain-general of St.\\nAugustine for his Most Christian Majesty of Spain, he began grandilo-\\nquently, as one who had studiously deciphered the inscription over the gate,\\nfrom what moated bartizan or donjon-keep did you spring? and,\\ntalking of springs, how s your friend Ponce de Leon\\nA Spaniard! cried Bert, bringing his furled sun-umbrella to the\\nready, as if it were a Mauser or a Krag-Jorgensen. A foeman of the\\nrepublic You are our prisoner. Away with him to the lowest\\ndungeon\\nWhereupon the girls and boys once again swooped down upon the new-", "height": "3537", "width": "2460", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "2 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\ncomer, and dragged him into the cool shade of the great archway near the\\nincline, which they speedily electrified into brightness by their rattling fusil-\\nlade of questions.\\nI surrender; I cry quarter, Uncle Tom responded, flinging up his\\nhands in capitulation, unable to answer twenty questions at once. I m\\nyour prisoner. But, let me tell you, the Spaniard was the beginner of the\\nrepublic. Remember that, my valorous Anglo-Saxons.\\nThe Spaniard Why, Uncle Tom Dunlap whatever can you\\nmean Marian cried while Roger, from the old Bay State, demanded\\nHow about the Pilgrims of Plymouth\\nThe Pilgrims! Why, bless you, Roger, your ancestors of Plymouth\\nand Boston are newcomers compared with the dons. This very town of\\nSt. Augustine had been alive and flourishing for over half a century when\\nthe Pilgrims landed on the Rock while as for my friend Ponce de Leon, as\\nJack calls him, he died sixty years and more before Miles Standish was\\nborn. Do you realize, boys and girls, that you are standing within the\\nlimits of the oldest European settlement in the United States really the\\nfirst, as you may say, of all the American colonies\\nOh, Spain does n t count, protested Jack. We re Americans, we\\nare Anglo-Saxons; and only Anglo-Saxon colonies are allowed as\\nAmerican.\\nBut you can t kick against the facts, Jack Dunlap, Uncle Tom per-\\nsisted. St. Augustine of Florida, as the inscription over the gate calls\\nit, discovered in 15 13, settled in 1565, occupied continuously ever since that\\nday, and owning allegiance to four flags during its three hundred and thirty-\\nfive years of existence, five flags, indeed, if we allow that of the Confederate\\nStates, this comes pretty near to being the leader of the line of all the\\nAmerican colonies, does n t it\\nSpanish-American, Bert admitted, but not Anglo-American.\\nWhat difference does that make, Bert? Uncle Tom demanded. It\\nbecame English it became French it became American while as for\\nits first being Spanish well, we don t really object to absorbing Spanish\\ncolonies when we can get them, do we even now? I ve just got in\\nhere from a floating trip through those very first Spanish colonies the\\nislands of the Spanish Main and from San Salvador to Porto Rico, I can t,\\nfor the life of me, see how you can object to calling them the first American\\ncolonies, and admitting them into your very exclusive Anglo-Saxon colonial\\ncorporation.\\nOh, give us time. Uncle Tom, cried Jack, who was an ardent expan-\\nsionist, give us time, and we 11 cret em all in.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\nBert, who had convictions, was about to close with his cousin in\\nargument, but Marian s open objection to Uncle Tom s liberality choked off\\nthe discussion between the representatives of Boston and New York.\\nBut Spain, Uncle Tom she\\ncried. Somehow it does n t seem just\\nright to count in, as part of our sister-\\nhood of colonies, a nation so different\\nfrom us; a nation that\\nWe ve just whipped, broke in\\nJack. Not for me. Uncle Tom. I\\nhate Spain\\nThe victor can always afford to\\nbe generous to the vanquished, my\\nboy, said Uncle Tom. Spain blun-\\ndered in America, and bitterly has she\\npaid for four hundred years of blunder-\\ning. The first and greatest colonizer\\nin the New World, she frittered away\\nher vast empire by extortion, neglect,\\nand greed, and to-day, while millions\\nof Americans speak the language of\\nSpain, not one so poor to do her\\nreverence.\\nThat seems awfully hard, does n t\\nit, though? said Christine the sym-\\npathetic. Was it all Spain s fault,\\nUncle Tom\\nSure exclaimed Roger, who conscientiously read the periodicals.\\nFrom all I can make out, Spain has always been like that line in one\\nof Lowell s poems,\\nCOPYRIGHTED BV THE DETROIT PHOTOGRAPHIC CO.\\nTHE WATCH-TOWER AT FORT MARION.\\nWrong forever on the throne\\nhas n t it, Uncle Tom? So of course it s all her own fault; is n t it?\\nYou must n t read all history on the Agassiz plan building up the\\nwhole fish from a single bone, Roger, Uncle Tom replied, with a smile.\\nSpain has had noble men and glorious epochs; but Spain seems to have\\nbeen one of those nations that, like some people, young as well as old, learn\\nnothing from experience. As she was in the Punic Wars, so she was in the\\ntime of Napoleon. The official Spain of Pedro the Cruel and the Duke", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "4\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCOPYRIGHTED BY THZ DETROIT PHOTOGRAPHIC CO.\\nCHURCH OF SAN MIGUEL, SANTA FE.\\nof Alva was the Spain of the equally heartless Weyler of our day, and\\nof the conscienceless De Soto and the bombastic Ponce de Leon, who here,\\nnear this very spot on which we are standing, attempted to found, in the\\nyears 1513 and 1521, a colony of the King of Spain the first, as I have\\nsaid, of all the American colonies.\\nWas it really the oldest, even from your standpoint. Uncle Tom\\nqueried critical Bert. How about Santa Fe\\nPretty old, Bert, admitted Uncle Tom; but my colony leads yours\\nalmost sixty years. Santa Fe de Francisco has been the continuous capi-\\ntal of New Mexico ever since Captain Olate founded it in 1598; but St.\\nAugustine was thirty-three years old then, and had already made a record\\nfor itself as the seat of Spanish occupation, Spanish rapacity, Spanish cruelty,\\nand Spanish tyranny.\\nHow about the other colonists. Uncle Tom? Bert inquired, still criti-\\ncal. They were n t exactly saints and angels, were they?\\nI cannot honestly say they were, Bert, Uncle Tom confessed. The\\nwhole Christian world seemed to have caught the mania for forcible\\npossession in those days, and especially for appropriating other people s\\nfinds. Fngland, in tliis, was a quick second to Spain. For, while Spain\\n(remember this, my Anglo-Saxon enthusiasts) was, from the days of Colum-\\nbus, conceded to own all North America south of the present northern\\nboundary of the United States, the real impulse to aggressive occupation", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELAXTADOS RULED\\nand colonization was really English, and was due to a boy, a sailor, and a\\nvirgin queen.\\nThe children put on their thinking-caps at once.\\nA boy with weak lungs, who kept a diary, and died before he had a chance to show what he could do.\\n*A boy, a sailor, and a virgin queen, Marian repeated. Who\\nwere they\\nThe virgin queen, said Bert the scholar, was surely Queen Elizabeth.\\nBut the boy and the sailor corner me. Who were they, Uncle Tom?\\nThe boy was the brother of the virgin queen, Uncle Tom explained.\\nHe died King of England at sixteen, but", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "6 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nEdward VI queried Bert.\\nYes, the sad little son of King Henry VIII, Uncle Tom assented,\\nbest known as a boy with weak lungs, who kept a diary, and who died\\nbefore he really had a chance to show what the son of his father could do.\\nBut he did accomplish two things: the introduction of the English prayer-\\nbook, and the formation of the famous Company of Merchant Adventurers\\na real-estate syndicate whose descendants were the later English coloniz-\\ners of America. And young King Edward s chief desire was to down\\nSpain.\\nGood for the boy cried Jack. He had spunk, even if his lungs were\\nweak. Why did n t he come to Florida and get well\\nWell, just then, Uncle Tom explained, Florida was not a very healthy\\nclimate for Englishmen. The English sailor whom I mentioned as one of\\nthe three impelling causes had a notable sea-fight with the Spaniards off\\nyonder in the Gulf of Mexico, when Spanish perfidy cornered him and\\ncaptured half his fleet. It was Captain John Hawkins, you know.\\nOh, yes! he comes in in Westward Ho! said Roger.\\nGreat book, that, said Jack, with a nod of recollection and approval.\\nWell, he was perfidiously assaulted in the Gulf, Uncle Tom continued.\\nThe prisoners from his captured crews were sent to the tortures of the\\nInquisition, and this raised in English breasts so fierce a hatred of Spain that\\nnot even the glorious defeat of the Armada was held a sufficient revenge.\\nThat hatred determined Queen Elizabeth to make North America English,\\nand kept the English to their purpose until, from the St. Lawrence to the\\nGulf, America became Anglo-Saxon.\\nHear! hear! cried Jack and Roger, with enthusiasm. Three cheers\\nfor Queen Elizabeth\\nA woman, boys, said Uncle Tom, but the first ruler to send armed\\naid to the afflicted and oppressed by a proclamation declared by some to l3e\\nworthy a place beside our own Declaration of Independence; a paper that\\nbore fruit even three hundred years later, and by its example sent armed\\nAmericans carrying aid to the afflicted and oppressed victims of Spanish\\noppression, in the very colonies in America which Elizabeth s valiant cap-\\ntains sought to wrest from Spain.\\nThen really. Uncle Tom, said Bert, it was a case of strained rela-\\ntions from the first, was n t it?\\nIt surely was, Bert, his uncle responded. In fact, relations were\\nstrained between all the European peoples who sailed land-hunting over the\\nWestern seas. Here they came to a vast continent, big enough and rich\\nenough to support them forty times over; but no sooner did the man of one", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\nnation spy the man of another nation shivering on the shore than he sprang\\nat the newcomer s throat, and, Hke that fellow in one of Shakspere s plays,\\nTrinculo, was it not? both claimants were mad enough to smite the very\\nair for breathing in their faces. That was the case especially here in\\nTHE SEA-WALL AT ST. AUGUSTINE.\\nFlorida, where the Spaniards, coming to colonize, found certain heretic\\nFrench in the land; and then the crab-fio^ht beean.\\nWhat do you mean by a crab-fight? queried Jack and Roger, in a\\nbreath.\\nUncle Tom laughed.\\nThat was a quotation, boys, he said. A bright American writer,\\nwhom you know by his King Arthur books, Sidney Lanier, in describ-\\ning the perpetual quarrels in this green and peaceful land, as Spaniards,\\nFrenchmen, and Englishmen strove for possession, said, if I can recall his\\nwords The one thing in nature which approaches these people in truculence\\nis crabs. Bring one crab near another, on shore immediately they spit at\\neach other and grapple. And here and hereabout that spitting and grap-\\npling was done until the land of peace was made a land of blood.\\nThe French here! exclaimed Bert. Why, I thought you said the\\nSpaniards were here first.\\nAs discoverers and colonizers, yes, his uncle replied. But, between\\ntheir discovery and colonization, certain Huguenot Frenchmen sailed into", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "8 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthe St. Johns River about thirty miles above here, and buik on the bluff, not\\nfar from Jacksonville, a fort, the site of which I may be able to show you,\\nfor it is still known as old Fort Caroline.\\nOh, do show it to us, cried Marian. They never told us about it at\\nJacksonville. Won t you take us there, Uncle Tom?\\nCOPYRIGHTED BY\\nDETROIT PHOTOGRAPHIC CO.\\nTHE DEMILUNE OF THE OLD FORT.\\nWhy not? her uncle replied. We boys and girls who have gone on\\nso many investigating tours up and down the land should surely be able to\\nmake a colonial pilgrimage. Wliat do you say, everybody\\nEverybody said yes, of course. They always did to Uncle Tom s\\npropositions; for, as Marian declared, they the propositions were just\\ntoo lovely for anything. That they should have run up against a new\\none so unexpectedly in Florida, as Jack put it, seemed too good to be true.\\nWho everybody was, I hope you all know. But if any of you have\\nnot followed these youthful investigators in their American wanderings, let\\nme introduce them as my favorite party of boys and girls, who knew how to\\nuse their eyes and their cars, and who, under the guidance of Uncle Tom\\nDunlap, did Washington to study the American system of government,\\nrambled over the land from Boston to St. Louis to see the homes of our\\ngreatest and most historic Americans, and made a personally conducted tour\\nof every important battle-field of the American Revolution from Lexington to\\nYorktown.\\nAnd here they all were in Florida Jack Dunlap, and Marian, his sister,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\n9\\nBert Upham, their cousin, Christine Bacon (Marian s best friend and\\nRoger Densmore, the boy from Boston. They had come to Florida for a\\nbrief spring outing, with one or two fathers and mothers, as Jack explained;,\\nbut to see things properly, they confessed, they really did need Uncle Tom,\\nfor he knew exactly what to show them. They wished he were with them,\\nand behold! as if they stood upon a wishing-carpet in Ponce de Leon s fairy-\\nland, here he was And, best of all, he had a new plan to propose.\\nThey vociferously seconded his motion, and for the next week he took\\nthem, as only he could take them, up and down the land where the adelan-\\ntados ruled, giving them, in its own glorious setting of semi-tropic soil and\\nair, forest, lake, and river, sea and shore, the tragic, turbulent, picturesque,\\nand dramatic story of America s first colony the land of Florida. And\\nthen they returned to St. Augustine.\\nJust what is an adelantado, Uncle Tom Christine inquired, as they\\nsat, one day, on the demilune of the old fort at St. Augustine, and looked\\noff on the blue water where, in the years gone by, the golden flag of Spain,\\nthe fleur-de-lis of France, and the red cross of England had floated above\\nthe stately ships of those masters of the main as, in peace and war, in dis-\\ncovery and colonization, in wrath and revenge, in succor and pillage, they had\\nsailed the coast of Florida, and opened the stirring story of America s,\\nbeginning, growth, development and glory.\\nWhy, it s something Spanish, of course, said Roger captain or\\nsomething like that, is n t it?\\nBert, a born investigator, had run this title down, and was quick to\\ntranslate. He had not studied his Spanish phrase-book for nothing.\\nIt s from the Spanish adclantc forward, advanced, he said. It;\\nmeans a commander, the governor of a province, an advanced man don t\\nyou see\\nNo, I don t see, Roger declared. I should say those old Spanish\\ncutthroats were anything but advanced. They were regular old\\nbutchers.\\nChristine shivered in sympathy.\\nWas n t it dreadful? she said. Dear me! those horrid stories that\\nUncle Tom has told us are enough to give one the nightmare. I m glad I\\nlive in more Christian times.\\nWhen we make men free and independent peaceably if we can, forci-\\nbly if we must eh, Jack? said Bert slyly.\\nWell, sir, retorted Jack, that s one of the beauties of the Anglo-\\nSaxon character. What s that the professor told us? We must do right\\nfor the sake of the rio^ht. Now, if", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "lO\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBY THE DETROIT PHOTOGRAPHIC CO.\\nTHE OLD CITY GATE, ST. AUGUSTINE.\\nBut Uncle Tom laid a restraining hand upon the incipient debate.\\nA truce, a truce, dear boys! he cried. We are dealing with\\nadelantados, and not with current topics. Let s go back to the sixteenth\\ncentury.\\nIt is not hard to do that here, I m sure, cried Marian. Did you\\never see such a dear, delightful old town When I get away from the big\\nhotels I don t think I should be one bit surprised to run up against De Soto\\nin his armor, or Ponce de Leon hunting for his spring, or even have that\\ndelightfully horrible Menendez stand politely aside, hat off and bowing low,\\nto let me pass through the city gate.\\nYes, growled Jack, and then knife you in the back, afterward, for a\\nyoung heretic.\\nDon t speak of it said Christine. I think that was perfectly dread-\\nful. Ever since Uncle Tom showed me that spot on Anastasia Island where\\nthe Spaniards slaughtered the French, and the bluff near Mayport where\\nthe French revenged themselves on the Spaniards, I m sure I don t think\\nvery much of knights and gentlemen and the days of chivalry. I don t\\nbelieve I shall ever enjoy Ivanhoe again.\\nWhy not? cried Jack. Ivanhoe was an Anglo-Saxon. He did n t\\ngo around hacking people to pieces and putting up sign-boards to tell why\\nhe did it, as Menendez and Gourgues did, over yonder at Anastasia and", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\nII\\nup at old Fort Caroline. I don t believe that the real colonization of\\nFlorida began until the English took things in hand did it, now, Uncle\\nTom\\nWell, no I must admit that the real substantial advance began when\\nOglethorpe and his Englishmen marched across the Georgia boundary in\\n1742, stormed the walls of St. Augustine, and helped to make Florida an\\nEnglish colony. But you must admit the picturesqueness of the olden\\ntimes, my dear young moderns, even while granting its bloodthirstiness.\\nFor those were the days in which might made right; and mail-clad mio-ht\\nwas a wonderfully picturesque figure. I feel as Marian does when I leave\\nthe to-day of big hotels and golf\\nlinks and bicycles and Friday evening\\nreceptions, and walk the narrow streets\\nof the ancient town, once aorain dust-\\nless and firm as of old, where over-\\nhanging balconies seem ready to drop\\non your head, and the coquina walls\\nshow brown and time-stained under\\nthe tropic green. Then, if I keep away\\nfrom the modern villa and the Queen\\nAnne house, I can almost picture the\\ngrowth of this quaint old town. First\\nI see the coming of Juan Ponce de\\nLeon, adelantado of Bimini and dis-\\ncoverer of Florida, that old conquis-\\ntador whose restless spirit age could\\nnot tame then I meet him on his\\nreturn, eight years later, coming with\\nships and colonists, and clergymen\\nand cattle, to serve his Majesty, so\\nhe declared, with life and treasure\\nand person, and all I have, and settle\\nthis land that I have discovered.\\nBut he did n t settle it, did he\\nsaid Bert.\\nNo, he did n t, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. Somewhere hereabout he\\nlanded his expedition and began to build his town. But the Indians, sore\\nhaters of Spaniards, interfered. Dismayed and homesick, the colonists lost\\nenthusiasm Ponce de Leon, wounded by an Indian arrow, bundled his\\nTHE LIGHTHOUSE, ST. AUGUSTINE.\\nThis stands on Anastasia Island, near where Menendez\\nslew ihe Huguenots.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "12 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\npeople back to Cuba, and there died of his wound and his disappointment\\nAnd so the first colonization scheme came to an end.\\nAnd he did not find his spring of eternal youth, after all, said\\nChristine.\\nNeither he nor any other man, Uncle Tom replied and fortunately\\nso, he added. Eternal youth, my dear, would be a curse, rather than a\\nblessing, to any man or woman. Keep the heart young, as you all may do\\nbut let the years go on as they will. Eternal youth is never eternal\\nprogress.\\nThen Ponce de Leon did n t really found St. Augustine, said Marian.\\nNo; not for forty years after his day was the old town really begun,\\nher uncle replied. Meanwhile comes here that more famous adelantado\\nHernando de Soto and his brilliant following, traversing Florida from\\nTampa to the James, for all America was Florida then, leading a disas-\\ntrous march up and down the land, only to find a midnight burial, in defeat\\nand disgrace, beneath the turbid waters of the Mississippi, Next, Don\\nTristan de Luna lands at Pensacola, and would mingle settlement and con-\\nversion but the Indians will have none of him, and that scheme falls away.\\nAnd so comes around the year 1565, when French Huguenots beyond Jack-\\nsonville and Spanish Catholics at St. Augustine start rival settlements, and\\ncome to bitter blows. Menendez and massacre, Ribault and recklessness,\\nLaudonniere and lunacy, Gourgues and grudges these are alliterative\\nand almost synonymous terms, and the early history of Florida is just what\\nI said Sidney Lanier called it a regular crab-fight! But out of that\\ngrapple St. Augustine rose, established itself, and flourished. The coquina\\ntown grew, though it grew slowly. The colony stretched out its feelers,\\nand even to-day, in the fair upland country about Tallahassee, you may\\ncome upon traces of roads and fortifications, relics of Spanish occupation\\nand colonization, dating three centuries back.\\nBut the gringos came at last, said Bert.\\nWhat s a gringo, Bert queried Marian.\\nYou are, me chylde, cried Jack, pointing an apparently accusing\\nfinger at liis puzzled and protesting sister. Aqiii sc Jiabla Espaiiol? Los\\ngringos est los Americanos How s that, Mr. Bert? whereat they all\\nlaughed heartily over Jack s Spanish.\\nYes, the gringos the Americans or Yankees, Marian came at\\nlast, as Bert oracularly observes, said Uncle Tom. The Menendez of\\n15*^5 gives place to the Jackson of 1821 and to-day s discussion over the\\nPhilippines is as nothing compared to that over Jackson s stern invasion of\\nFlorida. De Soto yields place to Worth in the bloody sport of killing", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "lOU A PH jTOi\\nA PRINCE OF THE ADELANTADOS.\\nDon Carlos of Spain, son of Philip, King of Spain and Lord of the Indies and of Florida.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "14\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE OLDEST HOUSE IN ST. AUGUSTINE.\\nIf I keep away from the modem villa and the Queen Anne house, I can almost picture the growth of this quaint old town.\\nIndians, and Satourina the sachem reappears in Osceola the Seminole.\\nSo, you see, the years are not so very far apart, after all, in methods and\\nmotives. Indeed, the history of Florida for three hundred years, if I can\\ngive you Lanier s words again, is but a bowl of blood; and if a man could\\ncast something into it, like the chemists, that would throw aside the solid\\ningredients from the mere water of it, he would find for a precipitate at\\nthe bottom of it little more than death and disappointment.\\nThe young people were silent for a moment. Then Christine, looking\\nabout her at the glorious combination of sea and sky and shore, gave a\\nlittle sigh.\\nDeath and disappointment in such a place as this she said. It\\ndoes n t seem right, Uncle Tom.\\nWhere\\nEvery prospect pleases,\\nAnd only man is vile,\\nsang Roger the Puritan and then hastened to add, for Roger was always\\ncourteous, Present company an exception, of course.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED I 5\\nIt does n t at first sight seem just right, my dear, Uncle Tom replied\\nto Christine s remark. But it is the story of the world. All progress is\\nthrough pain, and atmosphere counts for little in the logical march of events.\\nIt is because of the struggles and grapples of three hundred years and more\\nthat such environments as this are possible the railway, the trolley, golf,\\nbicycles, hotels, stores, and winter homes, the development of a race in\\npeaceful possession out of the strifes of creed and greed and selfish cut-\\nand-thrust. It does n t do for all of us to follow the lazy logic of the Persian\\nOmar:\\nAh fill the cup What boots it to repeat\\nHow Time is slipping underneath our feet\\nUnborn to-morrow and dead yesterday\\nWhy fret about them if to-day be sweet\\nIt is the noble logic of our own Longfellow that makes men and nations, you\\nknow\\nLet us, then, be up and doing,\\nWith a heart for any fate\\nStill achieving, still pursuing.\\nLearn to labor and to wait.\\nJack flung his cap above the sea-wall and caught it deftly.\\nHurrah for the Anglo-Saxon he cried. The professor beats the\\ntent-maker every time, does n t he\\nAnd the hotel-keeper the hidalgo, too, eh? said Roger. Three\\ncheers for American progress\\nDeveloped out of strife and passion, disaster and dispute, Roger, said\\nUncle Tom, as much among your Puritan ancestors of the Bay State as with\\nJack s Knickerbockers of Manhattan and the Spanish forerunners of Florida.\\nFrom seeming evil still educing good,\\nis the divine plan. But even in the seeming evil lies the element of pic-\\nturesqueness especially here in the land where the adelantados ruled.\\nRecall them as they threaded the mazes of Florida cypress swamps, hum-\\nmocks, and pine barrens, from Tampa to Tallahassee, from St. Augustine to\\nPensacola: Ponce de Leon, companion of Columbus, hunting for youth and\\nlosing life, unsubdued by disaster, lord of that misty golden empire of Bimini\\nwhich no man ever saw Narvaez, seeking treasure and finding only famine;\\nDe Soto, reared in Pizarro s school, to join whose splendid expedition men\\ncontended as they did to join our own invading army of Cuba, and which,\\nstarting with all the pomp of chivalry, ended in the rags and gloom of defeat.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "1 6 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nNoble cavaliers were those first adelantados and hidalgos, with their armor\\nas glittering as their ambitions stately figures of old Spain moving across\\nthese sands of Florida to ignominy, and yet to fame. And after them here,\\nwalking the streets of St. Augustine or sallying from its gates in sortie and\\ntoray, comes Menendez, the colonizer and the destroyer. Courteous even in\\nhis cruelties, suave even in his butcheries, is he. Gentlemen, he says, your\\nfort is taken, and all in it are put to the sword. Give up your arms\\nand banners, and place yourself at my mercy, and I will act toward you as\\nGod shall give me grace. And you know what that grace was A pic-\\nturesque fanatic, though, was Don Pedro Menendez de Aviles, adelantado of-\\nFlorida he who, as Parkman says, crushed F rench Protestantism in\\nAmerica.\\nThe Weyler of 1565, said Bert.\\nQuite as picturesque, too, continued Uncle Tom, was that Frenchman\\nwhom Menendez crushed, the Huguenot captain Jean Ribault of Dieppe,\\nas, with his armored company of nobles and gentlemen adventurers, he sailed\\nover the bar of the shining St. Johns and set up the arms of France in token\\nof possession and Dominique de Gourgues, hereditary hater of Spain, who\\nstormed Fort Caroline with his adventurers and his Indian allies, and on the\\nbluff beside the fort took, as I have shown you, his fearful revenge, and\\nplaced above the victims of his wrath the terrible inscription\\nNot because they were Spaniards, or men of no account, but because they were traitors,\\nrobbers, and murderers.\\nThen, as the colony grows, other picturesque figures walk these narrow\\nstreets the misunderstood and misunderstanding monks and friars and\\ntheir fiery destroyer, the brave young Indian chieftain of Guale Sir Francis\\nDrake, English hero and freebooter,\\nSailing the Spanish Main\\nTo singe the beard of the King of Spain,\\nand dashing here, straight against this very fort and sea-wall, to hold up\\nthe frightened Spanish colony in true sea-robber style, and to pillage, burn,\\nand steal, all in the name of God and the true relio-ion the langruishine\\nIndian captives building this fort and wall the English from Georgia, red-\\ncoats and rangers together, swooping down upon the town to invade and\\nburn it while the Spaniards hold the fort the stately Governor Monteano,\\ncavalier of Spain, defying the aggressive Oglethorpe and refusing to sur-\\nrender the fort wherein, he says, he hopes soon to kiss his Excellency s\\nhand, a guest of war within its walls or, still later, red Rory Mcintosh,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE ADELANTADOS RULED\\n17\\nCOURTYARD OF THE PONCE DE LEON HOTEL.\\nThey all drew off to the broad loggia of their hotel.\\nScotch borderer of Georgia and chieftain of his Highland clan, walking,\\nyonder, down Bay Street in full tartans and kilts, his pipers preceding him,\\nand his dogs at his heels, a hater of Spaniards, and especially a hater of\\nAmerican rebels against King George of England. I m not sure but red\\nRory the Scotchman is about as picturesque a figure as any in colonial\\nFlorida. They have stories about him in the Georgia Colony that would\\nhave made an extra fortune for Walter Scott.\\nThe young people listened, deeply interested.\\nDo you suppose it is possible to find just as picturesque figures in the\\nhistory of the other colonies. Uncle Tom? Marian inquired.\\nNot one that lacks, my dear, her uncle answered. From young Sir\\nHarry Vane of the Bay Colony to young Governor Galvez of New Orleans,\\nfrom John Smith and Menendez to Baron Castine and Peter Stuyvesant,\\nthe colonial history of America is full of color and dramatic action. I m\\nnot so sure, my friends and fellow-investigators, that they would not well", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "1 8 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nrepay acquaintanceship in their own homes and haunts. How do you feel\\nabout it\\nThe shout of approval that rose in reply startled the little coons asleep\\nin the shadows of the wall, and called the lone sergeant in command at the\\nold fort to man the bartizan in protest. Whereupon they all drew off to\\nthe broad loggia of their hotel, and there, in the comfort of easy-chairs and\\nthe company of maps and time-tables, they planned out with Uncle Tom\\na complete and personally conducted colonial tour, as Jack at once labeled\\nit. And Jack was a bit of a prophet.\\nV-fr-M^\\nTHE SPANISH COAT OF ARMS, FORT MARION.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER II\\nIN THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\nOver the French Border The Trip to Mobile The First French\\nCapital Why New Orleans Won Four Fanions Brothers In the\\nCrescent City The Father of Louisiana 1903 .In Old Town in\\nthe New World.\\nEAVING the one or two fathers and mothers still siestering, as\\nthe boys and girls called it, on the wide piazzas of St. Augustine,\\nUncle Tom and his young people, in the lazy, leisurely\\nfashion of all sensible Southern tourists, made their way\\nacross the land of the adelantados to the borders of the\\nold French colony and its rival capitals.\\nI suppose you mean Mobile and New Orleans by\\nthat, Bert said, studying over the adjective; but why\\ndo you call them rival capitals, Uncle Tom\\nBecause that is what they were, dear boy, his uncle\\nreplied. Mobile was settled first, and started out to be\\nthe chief French town on the Gulf; but along came two\\nFrench boys with a hobby, a good big one, by the\\nway; no less than the Mississippi River! and out of\\nthe mud-banks of the Father of Waters sprang Mobile s\\nrival New Orleans.\\nWhy do you say French boys. Uncle Tom queried Marian. Were\\nthey only boys\\nLitde more than that, Uncle Tom replied. I 11 introduce you to\\nthem when we come upon them on their own stamping-ground.\\nThe heat and the sand did not trouble them much as they took their\\nwestward way from Jacksonville, for they had learned to expect and accept\\nboth; and Jack was even ready to question the truth of history when Uncle", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "20\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AfvIERICAN COLONIES\\nTHROUGH THE COTTON COUNTRY.\\nTom assured him that many of the first colonists were unable to endure\\neven the rigors of a Florida winter.\\nThey must have struck a freeze here that season, I reckon, Jack de-\\ncided. That s one thing Spaniards and oranges can t stand. It takes\\nAnglo-Saxon blood and fall pippins to flourish in a frost.\\nUncle Tom smiled. It s the land of open doors, you know, from here\\nto Texas, he said and a freeze is a serious matter, let me tell you, down\\non the Suwannee River which, by the way, we are just about crossing\\nnow, so the porter tells me.\\nThey crossed the slow and sluggish stream at Ellaville, and did full\\njustice to Foster s famous song, while, touched by the sentiment if not by\\nthe sight, even their fellow-travelers in the parlor-car joined in the chorus,\\nand so sped onward through the cotton country to where, in its rich upland\\ncountry, Tallahassee the seductive sits amid its roses and its live-oaks, ringed\\nabout by the beautiful lakes beside which De Soto made his shifting camp,\\nand from whose shores Jackson, stern and relentless, drove the rebellious,\\nhome-lovinof Seminoles.\\nThey saw the original secession ordinance in the porticoed old State-\\nhouse in the evergreens they rowed over the lily-starred waters of Lake\\nLafayette, peered into the wondrous crystal depths of Wakulla Spring,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS 21\\nhunted up the tumble-down farm-house on the hill where once had lived\\nthe farmer-prince and exiled heir to a throne Murat, the son of Napo-\\nleon s dashing- golden eagle and then, delighted with all this profusion\\nof tree and shrub and flower and romance, pushed on to Pensacola.\\nThere they visited the oldest American navy-yard, started, two hundred\\nand seventeen years before the Declaration of Independence, by that same\\nDon Tristan de Luna who, as Uncle Tom had told them, came to Florida\\nwith a great Spanish colony only to find famine and failure. There, too,\\nDe Soto s fleet waited for the return of the conquistador with his booty of\\ngolden spoil and captives the glittering train that never returned to the\\nA CONQUERED CONQUISTADOR.\\nOnly to find famine and failure.\\nweary, waiting ships of Spain and there, on the hill behind the town, they\\ntraced out the crumpled ruins of the old Spanish forts, San Miguel and St.\\nBernard, with which, for long years, Spain had guarded her western border\\nagainst the threats of France and the encroachments of England. And\\nthen, after a day of delightful sailing over the beautiful bay and out into the\\nglorious Gulf, they reluctantly boarded the train again, and ran up and down\\nthe railway triangle and then across the borders of the old French colony\\nto where Mobile rises above its sandy plain the first colonial capital of\\nold Louisiana.\\nJust what was Louisiana, Uncle Tom? inquired Bert, as they sat in\\nafter-dinner comfort behind the imposing facade of the old hotel at Mobile.\\nI never yet have been clear on that point.\\nWell, Bert, his uncle replied, that s not so easy to say. Its only\\nboundaries appear to have been the limits of French ambition, bluff, and", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "22\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nbravado. And as, in the days of the great King Louis, fourteenth of\\nthe name, these were almost unhmited, Louisiana seems at first to have\\nbeen just so much of North America as the king s officers could lay hands\\non and label. Indeed, what with Canada and Louisiana, there was not\\nmuch of North America left for any one to claim, until England put\\na stop to French expansion, when a certain young colonial captain\\nopened the war for the supremacy of possession at Great Meadows in\\nPennsylvania, and a\\ncertain brave British\\nbrigadier said on the\\nPlains of Abraham, I\\ndie content.\\nMeaning George\\nWashington and Gen-\\neral Wolfe, I suppose?\\nsaid Bert.\\nUncle Tom nodded,\\nand Jack, with equal\\nexpressions of empha-\\nsis, exclaimed There\\nyou are Anglo-Sax-\\non pluck always wins\\nEh, Uncle Tom\\nIt certainly did in the long conflict that finally resulted in Louisiana\\nbecoming American, by the purchase of 1803, Uncle Tom replied.\\nThat s when Jefferson bought it from Napoleon, was n t it asked\\nBert.\\nYes, his uncle answered. The purchase of all this vast section by\\nThomas Jefferson was the logical conclusion to the strife for possession that\\nbegan far back in the days when Hawkins and Drake, with their English\\nJackies, came nosing about these waters a hundred years after Columbus\\nhad discovered them for Spain, and when the warlike young Frenchmen of\\nIberville s day longed to sweep the English colonists from their foothold on\\nthe Atlantic water-front from Virginia to New England.\\nOnly they did n t.\\nNo, they did n t. Jack, his uncle assented; but they shoved em\\npretty hard, as you would say. And that same Iberville, a regular D Arta-\\ngnan of a French- Canadian, did some of the sturdiest shoving. In Maine\\nand Newfoundland, on the shores of Hudson Bay, as well as in NewYork,\\nNew England, and the valley of the St. Lawrence, he proved himself a\\nON THE BAY ROAD, MOBH^E.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS 23\\ndaring and desperate fighter, in the days when gentlemen did not scruple to\\nfollow the lead of savages, and fight for English scalps as well as for the\\nglory of France.\\nOh, Uncle Tom, did they do that? Christine exclaimed.\\nColonial history is full of it, my dear, Uncle Tom replied. Every\\nFrench foray, from Deerfield and Schenectady in the north to Pensacola\\nand Fort Roselie down this way, shows how a French officer and gentleman\\nof great King Louis s day could be, on the border, a savage and a barbarian.\\nWhat about Mason and Church and the Puritan fighters. Uncle Tom\\ninquired Bert, who was well up in border history.\\nObserve, I made no comparison, Bert, his uncle replied. They are\\nalways odious, and, in the year i 700, men of every race were apt to be wolfish\\nin war. But what I was getting at was this same Iberville, the Cid of\\nNew France, as the hero-worshipers called him, who, feeling his way down\\nfrom Canada in the wake of La Salle, discovered the beauties of this land\\nof the blessed, and became the father of Louisiana by settling down yonder\\nat Massacre Island.\\nBr-r-r Uncle Tom! Massacre Island? What a horrid name!\\nexclaimed Marian.\\nSounds sort of attractive and Stevensonish, though, does n t it, said\\nJack, reflectively. Ought to be a story there. Where is it, Uncle Tom\\nThey call it Dauphine Island here in Mobile now, and they have called\\nit so for two hundred years. But the first comers called it Massacre Island,\\nbecause, you see, they found so many bones there they supposed it must\\nhave been at some time the site of a dreadful tragedy.\\nDauphine is a much prettier name, said Christine.\\nSynonymous, Jack proclaimed oracularly. The Frenchmen have\\nmassacred a dauphin or two, have n t they\\nWell, returned his uncle, this Dauphine Island very nearly massacred\\nthe few Frenchmen who first tried to make a home upon so ill-named a spot.\\nPensacola, where they first thought of stopping, had already been preempted\\nby the Spaniards. So Iberville coasted along to the mouth of the Missis-\\nsippi, sailed up to and around the present site of New Orleans, and then,\\ncoming back along the coast, built a wooden fort at Biloxi, where we shall\\ngo presendy, and, sailing to France for colonists, came back here in 1701 and\\nbegan his setdement on Massacre or Dauphine Island, as it was soon called.\\nBut the Canadians and Frenchmen were not used to the climate. The heat\\nof the sun, the fever in their blood, and their carelessness of life told on them\\nseriously, and reduced both soldiers and colonists by famine and sickness.\\nThey moved away from Biloxi they moved away from Dauphine Island", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "24\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthey abandoned a site selected on the Mobile River and finally, after years of\\npulling up stakes, they settled on the site of the Mobile we are now visiting\\na healthy, sandy plain, lifted above the floods and malaria of the river-\\nbottom.\\nThey stuck to it well, did n t they said Roger, a persistent young\\nfellow himself\\nShows they had what they found here at last, said Jack plenty of\\nsand.\\nI imagine the fathers and founders of the colony, Iberville and his\\nfamous brother and successor Bienville, to whom I promised to introduce\\nyou, had to work hard to keep their sand, as you term it, Jack, from slip-\\nping away. In fact, Bienville complained that as soon as any of the colo-\\nnists began to succeed and got a little\\nproperty together, he had to tie them\\ndown to keep them from running\\naway.\\nYou would n t think so, in this\\nbeautiful place and in this delightful\\nw\\nould\\nyou\\nMarian re-\\nclimate,\\nmarked.\\nThink of this after Canada, said\\nChristine.\\n1900 and I 700 are quite different\\nstandpoints, my dears, Uncle Tom\\nreplied; and a comfortable chair in\\na pleasant hotel, with dinner ready\\nwhen you are, and mosquito-netting\\nprotecting your bed, is vastly different\\nfrom nothing to eat, nothing to wear,\\nand nothinof to do but die of home-\\nsickness, fever, and famine. And yet,\\nthere is always a picturesque side,\\neven to privation, if but persistence\\nwin through at last. Just as in Florida, so here, at Mobile, the pic-\\nturesque element has place. Stately figures march across the page. Here\\npass the four Lemoine boys (there were really four of these brothers,\\nyou see), Iberville, Bienville, Serigny, and Chateauguay, founders and\\ngovernors of the first Louisiana, with bravery, ambition, persistence, pluck,\\nand dreams of glory everything, in fact, but the practical knowledge how\\nto win success in colonization. They were all bright and brilliant young\\nThe fiiunder of Louisiana.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "IX THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\n25\\nIN THE BUSINESS DISTRICT OF NEW ORLEANS.\\nThe large building with columns is the old St. Charles Hotel, burned since this picture was made, and replaced by a more modern structure.\\nfellows. Bienville, the second of these Lemoine boys, was only eighteen\\nwhen, sent by Iberville to cruise along the Mississippi, he came, sixteen\\nmiles below the present site of New Orleans, plump upon an English frigate\\nof twelve guns. Most boys of eighteen would have been rattled by this,\\nto use one of your favorite expressions but not so Bienville. He boarded\\nthe English war-ship, haughtily proclaimed France s ownership of the Mis-\\nsissippi, and told such big stories of strong and flourishing French colonies\\nthat the Englishman, impressed by the great claims of this French boy,\\nsailed away and left him in possession and to-day that point in the great\\nriver, thanks to a French boy s bluff, is still called the English Turn.\\nGood for Bienville cried Jack. I did n t think he had it in him.\\nWhy, but it was n t true, was it? queried Christine.\\nOf course it was n t, said Jack. That s where he was smart.\\nChristine mused a moment. I don t believe George Washington\\nwould have told such a fib, even for a continent, she said at length.\\nAll 5 fair in love and war, quoted Jack.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "26 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nI don t think so do you, Uncle Tom persisted Christine.\\nThat s a question as old as the world, my dear, Uncle Tom replied;\\nand it is still unsettled. For my part, I cannot see that an untruth is ever\\njustifiable. It is the backbone of strategy, however, as it too often is of\\ndiplomacy and young Bienville was only acting after the manner of men.\\nJack s proverb, too, calls up another Mobile picture; for if all s fair in love\\nas well as in war, then the cargoes of young girls (poor in purse, and with\\nall they had in the world put up in such tiny chests that they were called\\nthe girls with the trunk sent over here as a matrimonial speculation\\nmust have been fair also. For they were all of them married to the bachelor\\ncolonists before they had been here a month.\\nThe idea exclaimed Marian.\\nYoung ladies, said Roger, I think it behooves Uncle Tom, as your\\nchaperon, to get out of this climate as quickly as possible. There is no\\nknowing how soon these gallant Mobile men will be storming the hotel if\\nonce they know of your presence.\\nDon t be absurd, Roger, said Marian. I m sure I think Mobile is\\nperfectly lovely.\\nHurry up. Uncle Tom, cried Bert, entering into the fun. Finish off\\nhere and let s post off to New Orleans, where it is safe. They did n t have\\nany girls with the trunks there, I hope.\\nIndeed they did, Bert, laughed Uncle Tom these ship-loads of girls\\nfor the matrimonial market were a leading feature in French coloni-\\nzation.\\nAre n t you glad we re Americans, Marian said Christine.\\nBut so are the descendants of those girls to-day American, my dear,\\nUncle Tom asserted. Indeed, it is the pride and boast of many Louisi-\\nanians that they can trace their ancestry back to these fillcs a la cassette, as\\nthose convent-bred mothers of Louisiana were called. But come, there is\\nthe dinner-call. Afterward we 11 drive around Mobile, and then, ho for\\nits rival capital.\\nThey did the ancient town from the river to the hills, and enjoyed\\nalike its old-time flavor and its shaded modern streets. They promenaded\\nGovernment Street, and rested beneath the great live-oaks of Bienville\\nPark; they drove over the famous shell road, magnolia-bordered and moss-\\ndraped, that skirts the beautiful bay, and saw where once the fleet of Farra-\\ngut passed the flaming forts, with the great commander lashed to the\\nshrouds, and where, along this same historic shore, once had come sailing\\nthe ships of Iberville and his brothers to the building of Louisiana s first\\nsettlement and the Confederacy s last stronghold. Then, bidding adieu to", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\n27\\nCANAL STREET, NEW ORLEANS.\\nrestful Mobile, as they described the old French colonial capital, they puffed\\nwestward along the white-bluffed and island-guarded shore of the great blue\\nGulf, and saw where, at Biloxi and Bay St. Louis, on the beautiful oak-\\nfringed bluffs, and on Cat and Ship islands off the sandy shore, were\\nplanted the first settlements of Louisiana, in the earliest days of French\\ncolonization, when Mobile was the capital and New Orleans had not yet\\nsprung into life.\\nBut duty is duty, said Bert; and so, escaping the fascinations of that\\nlotus-land of placid water, fragrant, flower-filled forests, spicy Southern\\nbreezes, dry and beautiful bluffs, and nice Northwestern people, as Marian\\ndescribed the pleasant winter colonists alongshore, they came at last to New\\nOrleans, where, on a great bend of the mighty river, still rests that old part\\nof the French capital which has given to the metropolis of the Gulf the\\nname of the Crescent City.\\nBienville was really the father of this town, Uncle Tom said, as, after\\nan early stroll through the old quarter and the French market, they sought\\nthe shade and comfort of their fine hotel.\\nThe fibber? queried Marian.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "28 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThe boy that played it on the Englishman asked Jack.\\nThe same, Uncle Tom replied. -Canadian-born, and reared in all\\nthe stateliness of a great Canadian chateau, half fortress and half palace,\\nthe slight, refined, and haughty young Canadian noble was still a fearless\\nand adventurous voyjgeur, and at twenty, by the death of his brother Iber-\\nville, became the leader and head of the Louisiana colony. He, first of all\\nFrenchmen, not only saw but insisted upon the value of the Mississippi to\\nFrance, and urged the setdement of a strong colony at its mouth, linked\\nto Canada by a chain of forts along the Mississippi and across the Ohio\\ncountry to the Lakes.\\nHow about La Salle, Uncle Tom queried Bert.\\nLa Salle, like Columbus, Uncle Tom replied, was the victim of a\\no-reat mistake. Both these adventurers and explorers had China on the\\nbrain, and even as the great Genoese died in the belief that his American\\nfinds were surely the coasts of India or Cathay, so the great Frenchman\\n(the Don Quixote of pioneer chronicles, as La Salle has been called) died\\nin the belief that the Mississippi down which he sailed was the direct course\\nto that China whose wealth he desired for his king and for himself\\nBut he named the land Louisiana, did n t he? asked Bert.\\nYes, his uncle replied; for he, even before Bienville, had a dream\\nof a colony here at the mouth of the great river, and a string of forts to\\nCanada. But with La Salle it was only a dream. Bienville worked to make\\nthe dream reality, and he succeeded. New Orleans, so Miss King, its\\nbrightest historian, declares, is as much his city as if La Salle and Iberville\\nhad not so much as thought of it and I think she is quite correct\\nGood deal of a chap for a young Frenchman, eh? cried Jack, with\\nenthusiasm.\\nGood deal of a chap for an American, Jack, Uncle Tom amended.\\nRemember that Bienville was American-born and American-bred\\nCanadian, insisted Jack.\\nWhich is American nevertheless, my boy, retorted his uncle. The\\nYankee has n t a monopoly of all the virtues, simply because he has\\nfollowed the greater light; and a claim-it-all man, my dear Jack,\\nsometimes overshoots the mark, even as did that appropriative Dutchman\\nwho boasted that all his goods were of gold or silver, even his copper\\nkettle.\\nWell, I don t doubt it shone like gold, declared Jack the unquencha-\\nble, in the midst of the laugh at his expense, and that s the next thing to\\nbeing gold. So I m willing to let Mr. Bienville go as a sort of a copper-\\nkettle American for it s just as I said he was a good deal of a chap", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\n29\\nvoila la Nouvelle Orleans eh, Mr. Bert Oh, yes I m right up on my\\nFrench in a French colony.\\n/\\\\nd think what a French colony it was, boys and girls, said Uncle Tom,\\nwith enthusiasm. Think of the great names of France interwoven with the\\nhistory of this marsh-builded, levee-defended city which for nearly two cen-\\nAN OLD PLANTATION VILLA IN NEW ORLEANS.\\nturies has gruarded the entrance to the oreat river of North America See\\nwhat a train of knights and nobles, kings and courtiers, governors and gentle-\\nmen its story carried in its train from La Salle to Lincoln and even farther\\nback De Soto, the great adelantado, Spanish forerunner of France, buried\\nbeneath the waves of the Hidden River, where he who, as Dr. Shea says, had\\nhoped to gather the wealth of nations, left as his property five Indian slaves,\\nthree horses, and a herd of swine La Salle, setting up the cross of French\\npossession where the great river meets the Gulf; Louis XIV, the Grand\\nMonarque, who saw in Louisiana a new Mexico that should fill his empty\\ncoffers Iberville and his Canadians, Bienville and his plans for French power,\\nCrozat with his millions, Cadaillac and his successors adventurers and\\ngentlemen made governors of a tottering colony John Law^ and his mighty\\nreal-estate bubble, that nearly ruined France and many another stately and\\nhistoric name of France, from Richelieu the cardinal to Napoleon the emperor.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nAnd Jefferson and Jackson\\ndon t forget them, Uncle Tom,\\ncried Jack.\\nI m not likel)^ to. Jack,\\nreplied his uncle, laughing.\\nThey don t let you forget those\\nnames in New Orleans and\\n1903 is coming.\\nWhat is 1903, Uncle\\nTom asked Marian.\\nThe one\\nhundredth an-\\nniversary of\\nthe acqu\\ntion of Lou- ^^^^^5^\\nisianabvthe .JfUllEAtSS\\nA PICTURESQUE HOUSE-FRONT IN THE\\nFRENCH QUARTER.\\nUnited States, my\\ndear, her uncle\\nreplied one of\\nr the most important chap-\\nters in American history.\\nHurrah for expan-\\nsion exclaimed Jack, waving\\nhis polo-cap around his head, to\\nthe scandalizing of Marian, while\\nBert, as logically becomes the\\nother side, shook his head dubi-\\nously.\\nBut you talk of the French\\nonly, Uncle Tom, said Christine.\\nDid n t the Spaniards own all\\nthis country once?\\nCertainly they did, Uncle\\nTom replied. For forty years\\nthey had sway here from i 760\\nto 1 80 1. But those forty years\\nmade little impress upon the col-\\nony, save as the cruelties, tyran-", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\nnies, stupidities, and ignorance of Spain came very near to sending Louisiana\\nthe way of all her colonies to stagnation, discontent, and decay. If it\\nhad not been for Galvez and Grandpre, Spain s hold on this beautiful and\\nfruitful section would have been a blight of the dreariest sort.\\nWho were they queried Roger.\\nTwo bright young fellows, soldiers of Spain, Uncle Tom replied.\\nThey were little more than boys Louis Grandpre, indeed, was a boy no\\nolder than you but they are the most picturesque and insistent characters\\nin all Louisiana s colonial story. Galvez was governor in 1777, and the\\nway in which he rattled England and stormed her garrisons hereabout\\nis one of the brightest pages in our Revolutionary history. If all Spain had\\nbeen like young Bernardo de Galvez, Spain s stay in America would have\\nbeen a vastly different one.\\nAnd Grandpre queried Roger.\\nOh, I know about him, said Marian. I read his story in an old\\nSt. Nicholas. It says, But Louis Grandpre was no ordinary boy does n t\\nit. Uncle Tom Let s see he was the last defender of the flag of Spain in\\nLouisiana, was n t he\\nThat s the lad, her uncle replied. His story is worth remembering.\\nHe was left in charge of the Spanish post at Baton Rouge, like a sort of\\nCasablanca, and he held it to the last\\nagainst an inroad of American rangers\\nand riflemen, keeping the golden flag of\\nSpain flying until he died, a martyr to\\nduty and loyalty, the last defender of\\nSpain s broken power in the valley of the\\nMississippi.\\nThat s great, said Jack and each\\nboy and girl mentally resolved to hunt up\\nLouis Grandpre s story in the files of St.\\nNicholas.\\nBut they found so much to see and to\\nhear about in the delightful capital of\\nAmerica s summer-land that, for a time,\\neven Louis Grandpre was forgotten. For\\nUncle Tom took them everywhere. Up\\nand down the broad and generous streets\\nthey rode, made for elbow-room, as Jack\\ndeclared, searching out the points made famous in four wars, from Iberville to\\nFarragut. They promenaded the wonderful levees, and drove out on the\\nTHE TYRANT OF NEW ORLEANS.\\nDon Alexander (3 Reilly Governor in 1760.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "32\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nJACKSON SQUARE AND THE CATHEDRAL, NEW ORLEANS.\\nshell road to Ponchartrain; they lingered beneath the shade-trees of the beau-\\ntiful old Place d Armes, now, alas Jackson Square, and trolleyed out to\\nthe battle-field where Andrew Jackson won renown and name; they haunted\\nthe French quarter and the French market until they declared themselves\\nto be a composite Paul and Virginia and from the roof of their big hotel\\nthey traced the lines of the great Southern city as it stretched away from\\nthe borders of Ponchartrain, which Iberville first explored and named, to the\\nrestless, rolling torrent of the great Mississippi. Down that mighty river,\\nso they knew, had La Salle first floated in discovery and possession, setting\\nup the arms of France and on that site to-day the wonderful jetties of Eads\\nhave taken the place of those massive piles of silt and river deposit which,\\nin La Salle s day, so guarded and yet menaced the five mouths of the great\\nriver that the Spaniards called them hs Palizadas (the Palisades). Then they\\nroamed through the old town again, nestled in the broad crescent along the\\nwinding river. They lingered about the sun-dial in the Convent of the\\nUrsulines, and heard the story of Madeline Hachard they tried the huge\\nknocker on the archbishop s palace, the oldest church building in the Mis-\\nsissippi valley before the curious arched doorways of the old Spanish houses\\nthey heard of the stern Don O Reilly, and again of the brilliant Galvez until,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "IN THE RIVAL CAPITALS\\n33\\ntired out, but saturated with the foreign flavor of the old days of French and\\nSpanish dominion, they would return to the hotel to talk it all Over ao-ain\\nwith Uncle Tom.\\nBut it was n t all New Orleans and Mobile in those days, Roger said.\\nWhere was the rest of the colony, Uncle Tom\\nUp and down the big river were the forts and plantations and company\\nstores, his uncle replied. First Mobile was the capital, then Biloxi, then\\nNew Orleans and rivalries and heartburnings were many as each rival set-\\ntlement claimed precedence, until at last, in i 722, New Orleans carried off the\\nprize. It was a curious life all through this soft, semi-tropical region curious\\nand picturesque as well; and the struggles of rival races to seize and main-\\ntain supremacy would crowd a book with just such stories as Cable and\\nMaurice Thompson and Grace King have told us stories of Creole and\\nSpaniard, of riflemen and rangers, of Galvez the soldier, and Lafitte the\\npirate, and Jackson the conqueror stirring, romantic, attractive, and ab-\\nsorbing tales, that fill in as coloring and side-lights the long and varied story\\nof this fascinating colony of Louisiana. La Salle discovered it Bienville\\nfounded it; Napoleon sold it; America developed it; and so, through all\\nthe years, it was French in make-up and composition, even as to-day, after\\na century of American possession, it is still French in flavor, in color, and\\nin vivacious and delightful attractiveness the home of Mardi Gras and of\\nCreole romances, as well as the great seaport of the Southern coast.\\nL.__\\nWHERE JACKSON WON.\\nBattle-ground of Chalmette (battle of New Orleans, January 8, 1815).", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "IN COLONIAL DAYS.\\nA fight with Carolina pirates.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER III\\nUNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\nBy the Inland Passage Where Spaniard and Englishman Raided the\\nBorder Why Oglethorpe Came to Georgia Lovely Old Charleston\\nWhere Philosophers Failed The Beginnings of Carolina.\\nP among the fair Sea Islands, famous for cotton and ter-\\nrapin, phosphate and lumber-yards, fishing and foliage,\\nthey sailed from Fernandina to Brunswick, where, so\\nUncle Tom informed them, Oglethorpe had raised\\nhis conquering banner, and the last cargo of negro\\nslaves was landed in America. And so they reached,\\nin time, Savannah, on its shaded, sandy bluffs.\\nAt a conference of the powers, as Jack called\\nthe assembled fathers and mothers at St. Augustine,\\nit was decided, after the return from New Orleans, to adopt Uncle Tom s\\nsuggestion and let the young people feel their way northward after the com-\\nfortable fashion of amateur explorers for whom both time and tide might be\\nmade to wait.\\nSo, instead of going by rapid transit to the North, Uncle Tom and his\\nparty took the train to Fernandina amid its cotton-bales, where once Mc-\\nGregor the filibuster terrorized Spanish commerce, but where now shell\\nroads and electric lights, blooming gardens and pleasant homes and a pub-\\nlic library, had completely modernized the old haunt of the border raiders.\\nFrom Fernandina they slipped up the coast by steamer, threading the inland\\npassage that leads through broad sounds, narrow inlets, and open reaches, as,\\nby marshland and island, by wooded bluff and sandy shore, the channel\\nshifts and turns amid these same Sea Islands, which, as Uncle Tom informed\\nthem, were once the home of feud and foray and of border strife, in the days\\nwhen two great nations were struggling for mastery and possession.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "36\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nA BIG LOAD OF SEA ISLAND COTTON.\\nWho got here first, to begin with, Uncle Tom? Bert inquired.\\nOh, the Spaniards, I suppose, grumbled Roger, a bit jealously.\\nDid n t they, Uncle Tom The dons seem to have been first on the\\nground wherever we ve struck it in these diggings.\\nBut they had to dig out when we got at them, declared Jack, trium-\\nphantly. We folks had come to stay eh^ boys\\nUncle Tom smiled.\\nIt was a case of Hobson s choice, Jack, when we folks, as you call the\\nEnglish colonists, first sought these island shores. As I shall show you, it\\nwas, with a good many of them, a choice between live in Georgia or in\\njail and of two evils they chose Georgia.\\nHow desolate it must have been here said Marian, looking off toward\\nthe silent marsh and beach and forest, where few signs of life were to be\\nseen.\\nAlmost as lonesome now as it was then, Uncle Tom declared. I ve\\nhad sportsmen tell me that they have boated miles upon miles along these\\nbeach- and bluff-lined shores without seeing a man, white or black and after", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\nZl\\nLondon streets and London jails, one hundred and seventy years ago, the\\nquiet of these densely wooded shores must sometimes have seemed to the\\nnewcomer almost like solitary confinement.\\nBut it was long before then that the Spaniards first came, was n t it?\\nBert inquired.\\nOh, yes, Uncle Tom replied. A Spanish sea-captain with a name\\nthat was better than his reputation Captain Angel de Yillafane came sail-\\ning along the coast in the spring of 1561, and, following him, for a hundred\\nyears and more, here French and Spanish colonists sailed and struggled,\\nSpanish and English colonists sailed and fought, until, gaining their foothold\\non these very Sea Islands among which we are now sailing, the English just\\nset their teeth and firmly determined\\nto hold the land against all comers.\\nHow they did this the story of these\\nislands tells and for years after Ogle-\\nthorpe settled here, the fight for the\\nborder seldom slackened, while all\\nthe section hereabout was clearly\\ndebatable ground.\\nOr water, suggested Jack.\\nI stand corrected, said Uncle\\nTom, laughing. It certainly was\\ndebatable water, as the gentleman\\nfrom Manhattan suggests. For this\\nwaterway we are now threading was\\nthe path of travel and of trade these\\nmeant possession and occupation; so\\nthe Spaniard of Florida and the\\nEnglishman of Georgia grappled in\\nmany a struggle for this right of\\nwaterway.\\nAnd the Englishman got it,\\nsaid Roger.\\nAnd kept it, added Jack, sig-\\nnificantly.\\nBut only at much risk, with hard fighting, and through the eminent\\nstrategy of such fighters as Oglethorpe the philanthropist and Jackson\\nthe avenofer.\\nQuite a jump from one to the other, eh, Uncle Tom said Bert.\\nBut why do you call General Jackson the avenger? queried Marian.\\nA BORDERER.\\nDetermined to hold the land against all comers.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "3^\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nI m sure, when we hunted up his home at the Hermitage, I thought he\\nmust have been a delightful old gentleman. Certainly, Uncle Tom, there\\nwas nothing about the man who could say such lovely things about his wife,\\nand help people in distress as much as General Jackson did, to suggest such\\na cruel-sounding name as the avenger.\\nBut he was one nevertheless, my dear, Uncle Tom replied. In\\nfact, his whole long life was filled with resenting injuries done, as he be-\\nlieved, either to his wife, his country, or himself From the days when, as\\nON JEKYL ISLAND.\\na boy, he vowed to be avenged, up yonder in the Waxhaw district,\\nUncle Tom nodded his head Carolinaward, on the British officer who\\nlaid his head open because the plucky Carolina boy would n t blacken the\\nBritish boots, to the day when he hung the two Englishmen in Spanish\\nterritory, and, only at the last, forgave on his death-bed all the world except\\nthose who had slandered his wife, the story of Andrew Jackson is the story\\nof the stern and unforgiving avenger.\\nAnd served em right, too, declared Jack, hotly. I d have done the\\nsame if I d been he.\\nBut Christine said gently, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the\\nLord whereat Uncle Tom pressed her hand significantly and said: Dif-\\nferent men have differing methods, young folks but he who sets up to be", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA 39\\na law unto himself does n t really have a jolly time of it, and very often finds\\nhimself in hot water. It was frequently so with the brave and generous but\\ntoo impulsive Jackson it is a part of the story, as well, of the philanthropic\\nbut impracticable Oglethorpe, founder and father of Georgia.\\nImpracticable, Uncle Tom exclaimed Bert. Why, I thought\\nOglethorpe was one of the greatest and best of men. That s what my\\nbooks say.\\nIn a way he was, Bert, Uncle Tom replied. His ideals were high,\\nhis desires were lofty his chief aim was to secure the good and benefit of\\nhis less fortunate fellow-men. But the reformer is often a poor executive,\\nand Oglethorpe did not sufficiently realize how hard it is to make all sorts\\nand conditions of men become just your sort and condition. So he had a\\nhard row to hoe, and his crop of benefits ripened slowly. But he was a\\nvaliant and noble man, and all this region hereabout is his best and most\\nenduring memorial.\\nIt was a pleasant steamer trip through those blue Sea Island waters,\\nand, as Marian said, scenery and history crowded each other so closely she\\ncould n t tell which was most attractive. Scarcely had they cleared the big\\nbreakers of Fernandina bar, when Cumberland Island loomed in sight,\\nwhere out of its gray-green olive-groves rose the castle-like walls of\\nstately Dungeness, the mansion of a modern millionaire, built on the\\nsite of a historic house. For here, overlooking the salt-marshes and\\nwooded shores of Cumberland River and of Cumberland Sound, now busy\\nwith the big tramp steamers freighted with phosphate and naval stores,\\nOglethorpe had built Fort Andrew as an outlying defense against the\\nencroaching Spaniards here, later, Nathaniel Greene, our second greatest\\nRevolutionary general, had built his hospitable mansion of Dungeness,\\nwhere he soon after died; here Eli Whitney invented the cotton-gin, and\\nthus brought about, in time, the Civil War; and here, in 1814, Light Horse\\nHarry Lee dragged himself to die ^that Harry Lee whose eulogy of\\nWashino-ton has become immortal.\\nThe voyagers coasted the forest-fringed shores of that luxurious sports-\\nman s preserve where, as lack declared, with an attempt at a Stevensonian\\npun, statesmen and presidents came to Jekyl Island to hide. They\\ncrossed the broad expanse of St. Simon s Sound, where the open ocean\\nbreaks in through the island rampart, and the channel sweeps up to busy\\nBrunswick amid its sawmills and lumber-yards. Then on from Brunswick\\nthey sailed, under the lee of St. Simon s Bluffs. There Oglethorpe had built\\nhis batteries and held the Spaniards at bay until, turning upon them, he\\nwell-nigh annihilated them at the Bloody Marsh, still to be seen near the", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "40\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nMODERN BATTERY ON ST. SIMON S ISLAND.\\nErected during the Spanish-American War, near Oglethorpe s old battery.\\nshell road leading from St. Simon s Bluffs to the northern bluff that over-\\nlooks the Altamaha. There Uncle Tom pointed out to his companions the\\nproudest landmark of the inland passage a great stone arch, black and\\ntunnel-like, supporting a wall of crumbling masonry.\\nWhat is it? asked Christine.\\nOglethorpe s ancient stronghold all that is left of it, replied Uncle\\nTom; his home and fort of tabby-built Frederica. There, yonder, is\\nthe General s Cut, dug narrow but straight by the resourceful Oglethorpe\\nas a back door through which to escape the Spanish fleet. And see, that is\\nButler s Island, with its fringe of marshes and rice-fields, where a great\\nEnglish actress and writer once found an uncongenial American home, and\\nwhere Aaron Burr did some successful hiding, after his thwarted conspiracy.\\nGracious exclaimed Marian, what a lot of history there is around\\nhere\\nThey ran beneath the bluff upon which John Wesley preached under\\nthe live-oaks to his congregation of Oglethorpe s Highlanders, dressed in\\ntheir kilts and tartans, while their sentinels watched, keen-eyed, for Spanish\\nfoemen they slid across the wide-mouthed Altamaha to where, perched on\\nits timbered bluff, quaint little Darien sits amid its sands and live-oaks.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\n41\\nAnd so, at last, they came to Savannah the fair Southern city of to-day,\\nstretching away from the bluff at Yamacraw, where Oglethorpe laid the\\nfoundations of his colony, the rich and hospitable town which has grown\\nfrom a refuge for poor debtors into a home of wealth and luxury, the most\\nflourishing and most important of the seaport cities of the South.\\nOglethorpe was constantly in the air.\\nGreat boy, was n t he said Jack, as Uncle Tom s stories of the\\nfamous soldier-philanthropist followed one upon another. But say, did\\nhe do everything here\\nHe was the motive power of the beginnings, surely, Uncle Tom\\nreplied.\\nSort of a one-man power, eh said Bert.\\nYou will learn, boys and girls, replied Uncle Tom, as you run over\\nthe story of American colonization, that in each colony one man really did\\nstand at the fore. Winthrop in Massachusetts, Stuyvesant in New York,\\nBienville in Louisiana, John Smith in Virginia, Penn in Pennsylvania each\\nof these stands out as father, founder,\\nframer, or defender of the colony with\\nwhich his name is identified. So here,\\nalong the Georgia coast, it is, as you\\nhave seen, Oglethorpe of whom we hear\\nbeyond all others James Edward\\nOglethorpe, Marlborough s soldier,\\nPrince Eugene s aide-de-camp, Gold-\\nsmith s friend. Dr. Johnson s patron.\\nPope s paragon, the forerunner of\\nDickens as the protector of the poor\\ndebtors of London, the philanthropist\\nwho gave himself freely for others,\\nbut who was a boy at heart to the end\\nof his days, and who stands, for all\\ntime, one of the heroes of American\\ncolonization.\\nThat sounds awfully interest-\\ning, was Marian s comment. What\\nmore about him. Uncle Tom\\nDon t you wish we could have been with him, Jack\\nhad lots of adventures, said Roger.\\nJack nodded an emphatic assent but Uncle Tom hastened to assure\\nthem that it was by no means all plain sailing with Oglethorpe.\\nGENERAL OGLETHORPE, THE FOUNDER\\nOF SAVANNAH.\\nFrom an engraving in the possession of George W. Jones, Esq.\\nI m sure he", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "42\\nTHE CENTURV BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nIt is the misfortune of every pioneer and reformer to be misunderstood,\\nboys, he declared, and Oglethorpe was no exception. Indeed, his story\\nbegins with a row and ends with a court martial, and, between, mingled\\nwith much good, runs also much of criticism, opposition, and thwarted plans.\\nA soldier and the son of\\na soldier, his attempts to\\nhelp a friend imprisoned\\nfor debt led him to plan\\nfor the relief of the Lon-\\ndon poor the honestly\\nunfortunate, as he termed\\nthem. Get away from\\nEngland; begin life again\\ninanewland, he preached\\nto them and seeking to\\nturn his preaching into\\npractice, he so labored\\nwith George, King of\\nEnMand, as to interest\\nhim in his project, and\\nsecured a charter for all\\nthe land hereabout, from the Savannah to the Altamaha, and stretching\\nwestward to the Pacific, as all land grants then ran. Parliament and the\\ncharitable helped him with money, and in November, 1732, Oglethorpe\\nsailed from the English port of Deptford with one hundred and twenty\\ncolonists.\\nCame with em himself, did he Good enough said Jack.\\nYes Oglethorpe v^as one of those practical Christians whom the Bible\\nrecommends he was ready to show his faith by his works, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. He did n t say Go along he said Come along. And so they\\ncame. He landed first at Charleston then they went to Beaufort, and\\nfinally brought up here at Yamacraw Bluff, on January 31, 1733, where they\\nput up some tents as the beginnings of Savannah, and gave to the country,\\nin honor of their king, the name of Georgia.\\nFirst, second, or third queried Roger.\\nGeorge II, Roger, Uncle Tom replied that German King of Eng-\\nland whom Thackeray called the strutting turkey-cock of Herrenhausen.\\nGood gracious! what did he call him that for? cried Marian.\\nThat was just Thackeray s pleasant way, Uncle Tom replied. He\\nhad n t a very high opinion of the four Georges but I am inclined to think\\nUGLETHoKPEh A.XCIENT STRONGHOLD.\\nThe first at Frederica.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\n43.\\nhe was unduly severe except in the case of the fourth George. Certainly\\nGeorge II, for whom this region was named, entered heartily into Ogle-\\nthorpe s schemes and tried to help them on.\\nI know he blundered, though, said Roger. Show me a George,\\nKing of England, who did n t.\\nThere was a good deal of blundering, as there always has been in all\\ncolonization schemes, Uncle Tom declared. Oglethorpe s creed as a colo-\\nnizer was simple but emphatic.\\nTrust in God and keep your powder dry, I suppose? said Bert.\\nVery nearly that, Bert, Uncle Tom admitted, with a smile. It was\\nTrust in God and down with Spain And as long as he stayed in Georgia\\nhe lived up to his creed.\\nWhere did the blundering come in, then? queried Bert.\\nIn misunderstanding people, his uncle replied. Oglethorpe wished\\nto base his colony upon the Golden Rule but Roman Catholics were kept\\nout. He prohibited slavery and liquor-dealing, and encouraged honorable\\nlabor but his colonists declared they could n t and would n t live in Georo-ia,\\nunless they had rum and negroes, like all the other colonies and they got\\nthem at last, in spite of\\nOglethorpe. Along with\\nhim, too, came the Wes-\\nleys and Whitefield to\\npreach peace good\\nand great men, all three,\\nbut they only stirred up\\ntrouble. So, what with\\nmalcontent colonists, in-\\ndiscreet clergymen, and\\nplotting Spaniards, the\\nphilanthropist s lot was\\nnot a pleasant one and\\nat last he gave up in dis-\\ngust and went home to\\nEngland.\\nI thought he had more sand than that, was Jack s verdict.\\nOh, but. Jack, think how dreadful it is to be unappreciated, said\\nChristine.\\nAfter all he had done for them, too exclaimed Marian.\\nIt is the story of every colony and of all colonies, Uncle Tom declared.\\nMind, though, I may be wrong, for I m not always in accord with the his-\\nWHERE WESLEV PREACHED.\\nWesley s oak at Frederica.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "44\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\n^V\\ntorians. They claim that Oglethorpe s worth was appreciated, and that he\\nsimply went back to England in the interests of the colony. But I know that\\nhe never returned to America, and that, soon after, Georgia was made a royal\\nprovince. Two things, however, with all his discouragements, Oglethorpe\\ndid not lose while here his hope and his grip. He lost a good deal of\\nfaith and a good deal of money, but he stuck by his colony nobly until it\\nwas strong enough to force him out,\\nand he led the Spaniards such a dance\\nup and down these island channels\\nfrom Frederica to Fernandina and St.\\nAugustine that the dons were at last\\nglad to give in and the Georgia border\\nwas unmolested.\\nThen the colony flourished after\\nhe left it, did it queried Bert.\\nYes, because of the work he had\\ndone for it, and the good stock he had\\nput into it, Uncle Tom replied. His\\ndealings with the Indians were as fair\\nand friendly as those of William Penn\\nor the Pilgrims of Plymouth and the\\nsturdy blood of German Lutherans and\\nScotch Covenanters, of Salzburgers\\nand Moravians from central Europe,\\nentered into the development of this\\nfertile Southern country from the\\ncoast-line to the highlands, and so\\nheld back Spanish aggression that\\nOglethorpe s fortified home, of which we saw the crumbling arch at\\nFrederica, was really, as one writer has called it, the Thermopylae of the\\nAnglo-American colonies.\\nThermopylae is good said Jack. I m glad we could see a bit of\\nthat old stronghold. It almost made me feel as if I had seen one of the\\nborder castles that Walter Scott writes about.\\nIt was a stronghold that would have delighted just such a romancer as\\nSir Walter, Uncle Tom declared. Indeed, this whole section is a store-\\nhouse of stories, if but the master touch would draw them out, from Ogle-\\nthorpe in his armor, and Mary Musgrave, the border empress, with her\\nIndian retinue, to Rory Mcintosh in his tartan, defying the rebels to the\\nking he had always fought.\\nTHE BLUFF, SAVANNAH.\\nYamacraw, when Oglethorpe landed.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\n45\\nWHERE OGLETHORPE SAILED.\\nScene on the Savannah River.\\nFrom Savannah, on the sandy bluff where Oglethorpe had planted it, to\\nthe very modern and progressive Atlanta, the Gate City of the hills,\\nwhere, in ages gone, De Soto s gold-hunters had wandered in vain, Uncle\\nTom and his colonial investigators spied the land. They saw where, on\\nthe sands of Tybee, Oglethorpe built the first lighthouse and Wesley started\\nthe first Sunday-school in America they sought again that field where,\\nwith a dash and valor unsurpassed in colonial history, Oglethorpe routed\\nthe army and navy of Spain, and caused Whitefield to declare that the de-\\nliverance of Georgia is such as cannot be paralleled but by some instances\\nout of the Scriptures they saw the fair and fertile region of middle\\nGeorgia, upon whose pine-crested heights De Soto played yEneas to the\\nbeautiful Indian queen s Dido, much to Marian s disgust and outspoken\\ncensure, and where, two hundred years later, Oglethorpe founded Augusta,\\nupon the health-giving Georgia uplands. Then, at last, skirting the low,\\nflat marshlands of the coast, between the Savannah and the Ashley, the\\npersonally conducted came again to delightful old Charleston, city of\\nHuguenots and hotheads, from the Spaniard-hating Captain Ribault of 1562\\nto those who defied the Lords Proprietors in 1719, the Royal Governors in\\n1776, and the Federal Union in i860.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "46 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCharleston, as you know, was alike dear and familiar to Uncle Tom s\\nyoung people, who had tarried in it on their Revolutionary pilgrimage. So\\nthey revisited old scenes, revived old acquaintances, and hunted up the\\nmany colonial landmarks of which the city boasts buildings as well as sites.\\nOur bloody-minded but eminently religious friend Menendez, ade-\\nlantado of Florida the greatest soldier and the greatest sailor of his\\nday, so the Spaniards declare\\nHuh I like that Jack burst in indignantly.\\nOh, but he was so cruel cried Christine.\\nDifferent times, different manners, my young friends, said Uncle\\nTom. England did not have a monopoly of daring, nor Spain of cruelty.\\nBrave John Hawkins began the odious slave-trade along these very coasts,\\nand even Roger must admit the truth as to Church and the Pequots. Well,\\nas I was about to say, Menendez the Spaniard naturally found fault with\\nRibault the Frenchman for daring to make a settlement hereabout in what\\nthe adelantado declared to be Florida, and Ribault and Menendez and\\nGourgues the avenger fought it out, as you know, on the sands of Florida.\\nThat was in 1568 and for a hundred years thereafter Carolina lay unoccu-\\npied, though by no means unclaimed, until, in 1669, a high-toned English\\nsyndicate, known as the Lords Proprietors, sent out a batch of colonists to\\noccupy and develop the land which from that boy king of St. Bartholomew s\\nbloody day, Charles IX of France, and later from the name of the Stuart,\\nkings of unsavory memory, Charles or Carolus, was known as Carolana\\nor Carolina. The newcomers, however, did not like Port Royal they did\\nnot like Albemarle Point, over yonder across the Ashley. So, after making\\na start at both places, they came over here to what was known as Oyster\\nPoint and here they founded Charles Town the Charleston of our day.\\nWere they English or Huguenots, Uncle Tom those first colonists,\\nI mean Bert inquired. I m a little mixed up on the facts.\\nThe first settlers were unquestionably English, Uncle Tom replied;\\nbut after Charles Town was really started here on Oyster Point, men\\nof other nationalities sought it as a home. Many of these were refugee\\nHuguenots from France; and, under the surety of religious freedom, the\\ncolony became almost cosmopolitan, English, Irish, Scotch, French, and Ger-\\nman making up its population.\\nThen why call it a Huguenot colony? asked Bert.\\nBecause the Huguenot element seems especially to have survived in\\nthe atmosphere of the place, Uncle Tom replied. Those castellated gate\\nentrances to the house-yards, which I have shown you, are distinctly a re-\\nminder of the embattled gateways of the chateaux and castles of old France,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "JOHN LOCKE THE PfiiLObOPilER.\\nHe drew up the form of government for the Carolinas.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "48\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nand the tinge of French Prot-\\nestantism which the Huguenots\\nbrought in still tempers and\\naffects this rose-smothered, mae-\\nnolia-shaded town.\\nAny one-man power in this\\ncolony, Uncle Tom queried\\nRoger.\\nIn a way, yes, although he\\nnever came here, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. I he great man of the\\nSouth Carolina Colony was un-\\ndoubtedly the Earl of Shaftes-\\nburyo He was a famous English\\nstatesman he was one of the\\nchief of the Carolina syndicate\\nknown as the Lords Proprietors,\\nand his family names of Ashley\\nand Cooper reappear in the two\\nrivers that wash the walls of\\nCharleston. He was something\\nof a philosopher in his way\\nhe had a friend who was a famous philosopher, lecturer, and censor\\nof college boys morals one John Locke of Oxford.\\nThe metaphysician queried Bert.\\nUncle Tom nodded. You know him, Bert, he said. Well, Shaftes-\\nbury and Locke drew up an elaborate form of government for the South\\nCarolina Colony, and so overweighted it with fundamental forms, as they\\ncalled them, and undemocratic officials, that in due time their philosophic\\nestablishment fell to the ground by its own ponderosity, and South Carolina\\nbecame a regular royal province.\\nToo much metaphysician, I guess, Roger commented.\\nI reckon the colonists must have met a physician once too often, and so\\ngot sick of the whole show business, Jack suggested, and then warded off\\nan attack by his indignant associates, who protested against his pun.\\nIt was doctored a bit too much, Uncle Tom admitted. The high-\\ntoned proprietary government, with its palatines, landgraves, caciques, and\\nbarons show business, indeed, as Jack declares), fell because of its own\\nunwieldiness. Englishmen, Irishmen, Scotchmen, Frenchmen, and Ger-\\nmans, men of various lands, faiths, and factions, could hardly be expected to\\nOGLETHORPE S FIRM FRIENDS.\\nTono-chi-chi, chief of the Yamacraws.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "UNDER LIVE-OAK AND MAGNOLIA\\n49\\nlive together in harmony, or be held by an unpractical if philosophical form\\nof government, in a land whose very vastness spoke of liberty and laughed\\nat social distinctions.\\nThey did come to a lovely land, though, said Christine. Why\\ncould n t they Hve in peace and harmony?\\nThey did, my dear, as much as any of the American colonists, Uncle\\nTom replied. Growth is always restlessness, in Carolina of the palmettos\\nTi?r\\nA COLONIAL MANSION IN CHARLESTON.\\nResidence of the late William Bull Pringle, Esq.\\nas well as in New England of the elms. The little town here overlooking\\nthe Cooper River and the fair roadstead to the sea soon outgrew its first\\nlimits, and stretched out along the beautiful highway between the rivers,\\nbordered and embowered then as now with live-oaks and magnolias, jas-\\nmines and roses. Up and down the coast and far inland toward the sand-\\nhills colonization pushed plantations and farm-lands blossomed and yielded\\nharvests, and, save among the hardy Highlanders of the western hills, all\\nthe colony was either master or slave.\\nPicturesque old days, were n t they? said Jack. The general was\\ngiving us some great old pirate stories this morning.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "50\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPicturesque, but practical, too, for all its shortcomings, Uncle Tom\\nanswered. And the masters of the land ably proved their manhood.\\nAgainst Spaniard and pirate, against roving Indian and arrogant lord pro-\\nprietor, against royal governor and British trooper, the colonists of South\\nCarolina made stern protest or open war. Resistance to encroachment be-\\ncame their second nature, and side by side with Massachusetts and Virginia,\\nthe philosophy-founded colony of Shaftesbury and Locke stood up for the\\nvery principle those philosophers most objected to liberty in a free repub-\\nlic. Here, on a soil seamed with strife and bathed in blood, the American\\nRevolution at last flung Cornwallis and his redcoats from Camden into York-\\ntown, and brought triumphant independence to that American Union of\\nwhich this colony of South Carolina was one of the chief foundation-stones.\\nA RICE-FIELD IN SOUTH CAROLINA.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IV\\nIN THE LOST COLONY\\nUp the Coast to Old Point Comfort Spain in the Lead On the Sound\\nSteamer Roanoke Island The Lost Colony and its Memorial\\nSir Walter Raleigh and Virginia Dare The White Doe of\\nRoanoke r\\nI\\nN a swift-sailing steam-yacht, northward\\nbound, which had put into Charleston, and\\nupon which Uncle Tom had found an\\nurgent and interested friend, our inves-\\ntigators rounded Hatteras and ran up\\nthe coast as far as Old Point Comfort.\\nSo it came about that, once again,\\nthey entered the historic Virginia region\\nthrough the broad gateway to the west,\\nwhere the waters of Hampton Roads\\nsparkled in the bright spring sunlight, and beyond the green and sloping\\nbattlements of moated Fortress Monroe rose the splendid hotels of Old\\nPoint Comfort.\\nThe very name of which is a reminder of long and disastrous sea voy-\\nages in old colony days, Uncle Tom remarked, as the familiar shores out-\\nlined themselves into definiteness and welcome. For when, on the\\nthirtieth day of April, 1607, Captain Christopher Newport and his fleet of\\nthree small vessels came to anchor off yonder sand-spit, after a weary\\nvoyage of three months (so good Master George Pevey discourses in his\\nObservations wee rowed over to a point of land where wee found a chan-\\nnel, and sounded six, eight, ten, or twelve fathom, which put us in good com-\\nfort therefore wee named that point of land Cape Comfort.\\nHow interestinof said Marian. You can almost see those old-time", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "52 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nsailors in their queer clothes rowing around here hunting for deep water,\\ncan t you But were they the first to sail in here\\nBless you, no, replied Uncle Tom. The Spaniards had been in\\nthese parts long before.\\nOf course they had, said Roger. Those old dons w^ere always\\npoking themselves into our concerns.\\nUncle Tom laughed heartily.\\nFirst come, first served, Roger, my boy, he said. The dons were\\nhere first, so I don t see but we were the ones who did the poking into other\\npeople s concerns.\\nHow do you make that out, sir asked Roger.\\nWhether we allow it or not, Uncle Tom replied, the Spaniards were\\ncertainly here first, by right of discovery, by right of the famous papal bull\\nof Pope Alexander VI in 1493, and by right of colonization for Spain, as I\\ndo not again need to assure you, was the first European nation to establish\\ncolonies in America.\\nHow about Leif Ericson s Northmen and Norumbega tower, up my\\nway Roger demanded.\\nAncient history, ancient history, my son cried Jack, waving aside the\\nBoston boy s claim. I thought we settled all that business when w^e w^ere\\nat Cambrido-e.\\nWhether w^e did or not, said Uncle Tom, laughing, it is, as Jack\\nsays, ancient history. The Northmen did not stick. That wave of\\nnorthern discovery soon receded, and, until Columbus and his successors\\nsailed and settled the American coasts, the real era of discovery and coloni-\\nzation did not begin.\\nBut those Spaniards were just gold-hunters, were n t they? queried\\nBert.\\nIt is the fashion to say so; but Spain had higher motives this we\\nmust allow, Uncle Tom replied. The King of Spain held the new lands\\nby virtue of the autocratic proclamation of a Spanish pope and the\\nKing of Spain, in that bitter time of religious struggle, aimed not only to\\nmake all Europe Roman Catholic, but all America as well. Had Spanish\\nmethods been as practical as they were prohibitory, the history of America\\nmight have been different. But brutality, greed, and tyranny underlay\\nthem all, and England s growing hatred of Spain, due largely to Marian s\\nfriend Menendez and his effective measures with the Huguenots in\\nFlorida\\nWhy, Uncle Tom the idea protested Marian. He s no friend\\nof mine.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n53\\nNAMED THAT POINT OF LAND CAPE COMFORT.\\nHow about that sweeping bow and big sombrero at the old gate of St.\\nAugustine? demanded Bert, laughing.\\nOh, that was only a picture, replied Marian.\\nIn my mind s eye, Horatio, cried Jack. Nice old picture party\\nMenendez was I d like a biograph of him and all his pleasant ways.\\nWell, the biograph came, Uncle Tom declared. For, from the time\\nof that massacre on Anastasia Island in 1565, the history of America was a\\nmoving picture of Anglo-Spanish incident during hundreds of years\\nuntil, in fact, that momentous ist of January, 1899, when the Spanish flag\\ndropped from its staff in Havana, and the Stars and Stripes ran up in its", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "54\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nplace, proclaiming to the world that the last vestige of Spanish misrule in\\nAmerica had disappeared, and that English blood had won the victory\\nafter full four centuries of struggle.\\nJack doffed his cap to the starry flag that streamed from the gaff.\\nThree cheers for us! he cried; while Bert, who did not often drop\\ninto poetry, capped his cousin s cheer with a line from Tennyson.\\nWe are heirs of all the ages in the foremost files of time,\\nhe said.\\nBut were the Spaniards really here as colonizers, Uncle Tom?\\ndemanded Roger.\\nHere or hereabout, surely, Uncle Tom replied. One Captain\\nde Ayllon, a Spanish adelantado, sailed up this very river, and actually\\nfounded Jamestown in 1526; while our friend with the\\ngentle name and the ungentle manners who took pos-\\nsession of the South Carolina coast in\\n1561\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nThe angel, Uncle Tom queried Marian.\\nYes; Captain Angel Villafane,\\nncle replied. He came sailing\\naround here that same year, was\\nalmost wrecked off Hatteras, and\\nran in to Old Point Comfort for\\nsafety. Then, soon\\nafter, your friend\\nMenendez sent an\\nexpedition up this\\nway to establish a\\nSpanish post on the\\nChesapeake and in\\n1572 he came here\\nhimself, and some-\\nwhere hereabout he\\nhanged from the\\nyard-arm of his ves-\\nsel, in his usual breezy and brutal fashion, seven Indians who had objected,\\nIndian fashion, to Spain s method of appropriation.\\nBut the dons did n t stay any more than the Northmen, Uncle Tom,\\nsuggested Roger.\\nThey did n t stay just here, Roger, Uncle Tom agreed, but they\\nCAROLINA INDIAN MAKING A DUGOUT.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "THE WAY THE E\\\\DE\\\\NS EISHED.\\nDrawn by John White.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "56 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\ncertainly did stay in America, as the Northmen did n t. In 1605, however,\\nElizabeth had been succeeded on the throne of England by him whom they\\ncalled the wisest fool in Christendom\\nWho was that? and Why came the inquiries. But Uncle Tom\\nsimply said: Jot that down in your memory-books, and hunt it up for\\nyourselves sometime which Bert alone did he was the only one of the\\ngroup who kept a pocket-diary.\\nWell, at that time, in 1605, Uncle Tom proceeded, Englishmen put\\ntheir forty years of protest into determination. They declared that the\\nPope s bull was no good, that England and the Reformed religion should\\npossess a part of the New World, and that English colonies in North\\nAmerica should put a bit in their enemy s mouth and advance the com-\\nmonwealth, the commerce, and the Church of England.\\nThat s the talk cried Jack and did they begin right off?\\nWhy, of course, Jack Dunlap exclaimed Marian. Don t you re-\\nmember your history dates settlement of Jamestown, 1 607\\nBut even before that time, said Uncle Tom, English enterprise had\\nbeen seeking a foothold along these shores. On the 4th of July, 1584,\\nCaptains Amidas and Barlow sighted the North Carolina coast\\nGood day to start in, was n t it? said Roger.\\nFirst-class, replied Jack. Sort of prophetic, eh?\\nWe 11 go down and see about where their vessels must have anchored,\\nsaid Uncle Tom, for North Carolina was the beginning of Virginia and\\nof English dominion in these parts and you shall have your share in read-\\ning an American riddle that still remains a mystery the Lost Colony of\\nRoanoke.\\nThe Lost Colony? inquired Christine. Where was that. Uncle\\nTom\\nThat s just what you are to find out, I said, my dear, replied Uncle\\nTom, with a smile. Did you never hear of Virginia Dare\\nThe first white girl born in the colonies said Bert. That was here\\nin Virginia, was n t it?\\nWas it? Uncle Tom replied. That s part of the puzzle, boys and\\ngirls. To-morrow we 11 go down the coast and try to solve it.\\nThey left the yacht at Old Point Comfort, and, after a delightful day at\\nthat ideal tarrying-place, crossed to Norfolk and, by rail and boat, went\\ndown the North Carolina coast on a search for the Lost Colony.\\nWhere Elizabeth City, hospitable and comfortable, looks seaward from\\nthe low-lying banks of the islet-studded Pasquotank, the travelers boarded\\none of the big Sound steamers of the Old Dominion line, bound on its", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n57\\nwinding route through the inland waters or sounds of eastern North\\nCaroHna a trip, so the boys and girls declared, that was but a second in-\\nstalment of the inland waterway from Fernandina north to Savannah.\\nAnd so they came at last to the landing on Roanoke Island, that pleas-\\nant, green, low-lying island, ramparted by sand-dunes and shady with pines\\nand oaks, where first, so Uncle Tom declared, the feet of English colo-\\nTHE TOWN OF MANTEO, ON ROANOKE ISLAND.\\nNamed for the friend of the Lost Colony.\\nnists stepped upon the shores of America, seeking for home and broader\\nopportunities.\\nNot much opportunity for broadening here, was there? queried Bert\\nas, after driving from Wanchese across the mile-wide island, they drew up\\nat the inn at Manteo, the county-seat and only town on the island.\\nThey had all the United States before them or behind them, I\\nmean, said Jack. What broader opportunities could they ask for\\nIs this where Amidas and Barlow came to anchor? queried Bert,\\nsurveying the broad reaches of Pamlico Sound. Pretty good place for an\\nanchorage after doubling Hatteras.\\nOpinions differ on that point, Uncle Tom replied. Some authori-\\nties claim that forty miles below here, at Hatteras Bank, as it is sometimes\\ncalled, or the sandy beach of Chickcomacamack\\nPhoebus what a name cried Bert.\\nAlmost as long as a Maine lake, Jack declared.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "58\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCAPTAIN AMIDAS MEETS THE INDIANS OF ROANOKE.\\nUncle Tom nodded. It is quite a mouthful, he agreed. Well, cer-\\ntain history scholars claim that the two captains anchored off there, and that\\nthe first landino- of Eno-lishmen on the American coasts was on that Hat-\\nteras beach. But Major Welch of Boston, who has made an exhaustive study\\nof the matter, declares that Amidas and Barlow came to anchor about\\ntwenty miles above here, and entered North Carolina waters somewhere\\nnear Kitty Hawk or Cuttyhunk. The shifting sands of these Carolina\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0coasts destroy old landmarks or make new ones, and it is hard to locate\\nwaterways.\\nKitty Hawk and Cuttyhunk What deliciously absurd names com-\\nmented Marian.\\nAmerican adaptation of Indian originals, I believe, Uncle Tom ex-\\nplained, even as these two settlements on this island Wanchese, where\\nwe landed, and Manteo, where we now are perpetuate the memory of the\\ntwo Indians who were kidnapped by the twin captains and carried off to\\nEngland as samples.\\nPleasant way of doing things our old forebears had, had n t they?\\nsaid Jack.\\nWas n t it dreadful! exclaimed Christine. Did the Indians like it,\\nUncle Tom", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n59\\nIndians are naturally inquisitive and delighted with novelty, Uncle\\nTom replied but they are also home-lovers and resent indignities. These\\ntwo red men lived to return to Roanoke, Ohanoak, they called it, and\\nlived their lives out here as friend and foe of the white man.\\nWhich was which asked Marian.\\nWanchese was ever the bitter and unrelenting foe, Manteo the stead-\\nfast friend, Uncle Tom replied. Wanchese had a hand, no doubt, in the\\nfinal tragedy of Roanoke. Manteo was always a helper, and was here\\nproclaimed by the English governor Lord of Roanoke and of Dasamon-\\nguepeak.\\nMuch good it did him, no doubt, was Bert s comment.\\nBut what was the final tragedy of Roanoke demanded Roger.\\nWe are coming to it rapidly, was Uncle Tom s answer, as, three miles\\nto the north of Manteo, they rode into the region of woods and sand-dunes,\\nand, within a circle of faintly marked upheavals, came upon a memorial slab,\\nset in the midst of trees.\\nThis is old Fort Raleigh, said the driver, reining in his horses.\\nThe tourists dismounted, and, gathering at once before the six-foot stone\\nmonument set up in that out-of-the-way spot by the enterprise and energy of\\nNorth Carolinians, they listened while Bert, adjusting his refractory glasses,\\nread aloud the inscription which, surmounted by\\na Greek cross, told the story of the historic ground\\non which they stood.\\nWell, that s mighty interesting, said Bert, as\\nhe concluded.\\nIs n t it, though said Marian.\\nBut Roger stood silent.\\nWhy, I thought he began but Jack cut\\nhim short.\\nYou thought, my son, that Plymouth Rock\\nwas the first and only pebble on the colonial beach,\\ndid n t you said the New-Yorker. But wav-\\nOn this site, in July-August, 1585,\\n(o. S.), colonists, sent out from England\\nBY Sir Walter Raleigh, built a fort, call-\\ned BY THEM\\nTHE NEW FORT IN VIRGINIA.\\nThese colonists were the First set-\\ntlers of the English race in America,\\nthey returned to England in July, 1688,\\nwith Sir Francis drake.\\nNear this place was born, on the 18th\\nof august, 1687\\nvirginia dare,\\nThe First child of English parents born\\nIN America\u00e2\u0080\u0094 daughter of Ananias Dare\\nAND Eleanor White, his wife members of\\nANOTHER BAND OF COLONISTS SENT OUT BY\\nSir WALTER Raleigh in 1687.\\nOn Sunday August 20, 1687 Vir-\\nginia Dare was baptized. Manteo, the\\nFRIENDLY CHIEF OF THE HATTEHAS INDIANS,\\nHAD BEEN BAPTIZED ON THE SUNDAY PRE-\\nCEDING. THESE BAPTISMS ARE THE FIRST\\nKNOWN CELEBRATIONS OF A CHRISTIAN SAC-\\nRAMENT IN THE TERRITORY OF THE THIR-\\nTEEN ORIGINAL United States\\nINSCRIPTION ON TABLET\\nAT OLD FORT RALEIGH.\\ning his hand toward the monument you see,\\nyou see Only I will say, Roger, my boy, that I\\nthought so, too.\\nBut Plymouth stands to-day, said the boy from Boston and this\\nthis He looked at the green-capped sand-dunes, untenanted save for\\nthe new memorial tablet.\\n-This is the Lost Colony, Uncle Tom remarked, filling Roger s\\nuncompleted sentence.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "6o\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBut how was it lost queried Christine.\\nThereupon Uncle Tom told the story of Raleigh s dreams and schemes,\\nof Queen Elizabeth s interest, Sir Humphrey Gilbert s fate, and Sir Richard\\nGrenville s efforts, until the boys and girls declared it to be almost like\\nliving with the delightful people of Kingsley s Westward Ho!\\nHe told them how the reports of Captains Amidas and Barlow led Sir\\nWalter Raleigh, then high in the favor of Queen Elizabeth, to ardently\\ndesire and determine upon the English colonization of America how the\\nAT OLD FORT RALEIGH.\\nShowing also the site of the home of Virginia Dare.\\nqueen, hating Spain and loving her own glorification, seconded Raleigh s\\ndesires and permitted the attempt at the colonization of the American\\nland to which Raleigh, in honor of her whom the men called the Virgin\\nQueen, had given the name of Virginia; how the queen would not\\nlet Raleigh go along, out of her affection for him, much to his disgust;\\nand how in April, 1585, Sir Richard Grenville sailed from Plymouth\\nwith seven ships and one hundred householders. He tofd the young\\npeople how Grenville landed his colony here almost where you stand\\non Roanoke Island, and then sailed back to England, while Ralph Lane,\\nwhom he left in charge, proceeded to build this very fort within whose\\nfaintly marked outlines they had read the memorial tablet, and which he\\ncalled Fort Raleigh how the colony languished and would have starved to\\ndeath had not Sir Francis Drake, coming upon them in the very nick of", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n6i\\ntime, carried them back to England, and, with them, two famous American\\nofferings to Europe s necessities and indulgences potatoes and tobacco.\\nHe told how Grenville, coming to Roanoke with supplies, found the col-\\nony gone and the fort deserted,\\nbut left fifteen men to hold the\\nground, with two years provisions\\nhow Raleigh backed up another\\ncolonial enterprise, styled the\\nGovernor and Assistants of the\\nCity of Raleigh in Virginia, and\\nsaw a second expedition of one\\nhundred and fifty colonists, with\\nJohn White as governor, sail away\\nto Virginia. He told how the col-\\nonists, with strife between the\\nleaders, were left in an unsup-\\nported condition in and about Fort\\nRaleigh on Roanoke Island, and\\nhow at last the governor, White,\\nwas sent to England to obtain help\\nand supplies. But the Spanish\\nArmada, so Uncle Tom explained,\\nso occupied England s attention\\nand energies at that time that help\\ncould not be granted nor supply-\\nships spared.\\nTwice, said Uncle Tom, did Raleigh fit out relief expeditions. But\\none was seized for the home defense by the British government, while the\\nother was beaten back by the Spaniards; and when, in 1591, four years after\\nhe had left the colony. Governor White did get across the seas to relieve\\nthe colony and see his dear little granddaughter, Virginia Dare, of whom\\nthis tablet tells you, not a living soul was to be found. The colony was\\nlost. To this day, in spite of conjectures and theories, its fate has remained\\na mystery and so it must remain forever one of the tragedies of Ameri-\\ncan colonization the Lost Colony of Roanoke.\\nHow sad exclaimed Marian.\\nPoor little Virginia Dare said Christine, glancing at the memorial\\nstone and sighing over the unknown fate of this lost baby of the long-ago.\\nHow many were there in the colony when the governor went off for\\nhelp queried Roger.\\nSIR WALTER RALEIGH.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "62\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE LANDING OF GRENVILLE S\\nHOUSEHOLDERS.\\nOver a hundred, Uncle Tom re-\\nplied. And a dozen of these, at least,\\nwere women.\\n^T^ And do you mean to say, Jack\\ndemanded indignantly, that one hun-\\ndred men in a fort so well placed as this could n t hold it with guns and\\npowder and shot against a lot of naked Indians armed only w^ith bows and\\narrows? Kingsley s men in Westward Ho! would have held it.\\nI m afraid they did n t have many Amyas Leighs among them,\\ndeclared Marian.\\nWas n t there any way to find out something about them? inquired\\nChristine.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n63\\nWhat did the Indians say about it all asked Bert.\\nFour years is a long time to hold out on a storm-beaten, harborless\\ncoast, Uncle Tom explained. The first colonists to America did not\\nknow how to get along, either in raising crops or conciliating Indians. The\\ncolonists of Roanoke including your little friend Virginia Dare, Christine\\nwere either massacred or adopted by the Indians hereabout, and this\\nmemorial tract in the sand-dunes, upon an island to be made yet more fa-\\nmous two hundred and seventy years after by the fierce fighters in America s\\nCivil War, is the only thing left to mark the ambitious beginnings of the\\nGovernor and Assistants of the City of Raleigh in Virginia, the Lost\\nColony of Roanoke, and the fate of little Virginia Dare.\\nExcept the story of The White Doe of Roanoke, said Christine.\\nWhat was that? queried Uncle Tom.\\nWhy, that nice old colonel we met at Elizabeth City yesterday told the\\nstory to Marian and me, Christine replied. He said that for years after\\nthe colony was destroyed a beautiful white doe used to haunt the island and\\nstand on the slope of the grass-grown fort, looking mournfully out to sea.\\nThe Indians hunted this doe and tried to kill it, but no arrow or bullet had\\nany effect, until one day that hateful Wanchese, who had been to England\\nand was a foe to the white men, you know, stood here and fired at the white\\ndoe a silver bullet which Queen Elizabeth had given him as a defense\\nagainst witches.\\nWell, did it work? cried Jack, as Christine hesitated.\\nToo well, Jack, Christine replied sorrowfully. The colonel says\\nthat Wanchese s silver bullet brought down the game, and as he dashed\\nforward with his hunting-knife, the white doe sank in death right here where\\nthis tablet stands, and sighed out as her last breath the words Virginia\\nDare, Virginia Dare.\\nEvery place has its legends, said Uncle Tom, and old Fort Raleigh,\\nyou see, is no exception. But though the first attempt at planting an Eng-\\nlish nation on these shores ended so disastrously that even the fate of those\\nwho founded it is a blank page in our history, the efforts of Raleigh led to\\nfurther and more successful attempts, and the noble earl whom Elizabeth\\nthe Great loved and honored, and whom James the Little hated and slew,\\ndeclared even in the midst of failure, I shall yet live to see it an English\\nnation.\\nAnd did he? Marian asked. I hope so.\\nHe did, although he was then a prisoner in the Tower, condemned to\\nan unrighteous death by a small-minded tyrant, Uncle Tom replied. For\\nwhen, on that October day in 161 8, he laid his head upon the block, saying", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "64\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE SAVAGES THE REDSKINS! WARE ALL!\\nHow the colony fell.\\nbravely to the hesitating headsman, Strike, man What dost thou fear?\\nEnglish colonies had already obtained a foothold, and the advance toward\\nAnglo-Saxon supremacy in America had begun. For Jamestown had been\\nsettled.\\nHow soon did they try it again here in North Carolina? Bert\\ninquired.\\nNot for a hundred years was Raleigh s attempt at colonization re-\\npeated within the present boundaries of North Carolina, answered Uncle\\nTom. And then it was begun by those same high and mighty lords pro-\\nprietors who nearly smothered South Carolina in the cradle by the burden\\nof those absurd and un-American forms and fundamentals of which I\\ntold you. But the people who gradually came into North Carolina were\\nnot to be held down by lords proprietors or by royal governors. They were\\namong the first in the colonies to demand a free Parliament and freedom of", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "IN THE LOST COLONY\\n65\\nreligion. From the sea-coast to the mountains their chain of settlements\\ngrew. In Alamance, not far from Guilford Court-house, where we once\\nfound a restored Revolutionary battle-field, was struck, in 1771, almost the\\nfirst blow for independence at Mecklenburg, near Charlotte, which we also\\nvisited, was signed, in May, 1775, the first preliminary declaration of inde-\\npendence. So, you see, the land which was the first to receive the footsteps\\nof colonizing Englishmen was the first to strike openly for freedom of speech,\\nof religion, and of action, and the plucky colonists of 1776 built into a free\\nand independent State the fertile section of America that had its beo-innino-\\nin the sad and pathetic story of Raleigh s Lost Colony of Roanoke.\\nTHE SEAL OF THE LORDS PRUi RIETORS OF CAROLINA.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "DRAWN BY HOWARD HILMICK.\\nENGRAVED BY C. STATE.\\nGOING TO CHURCH AT JAMESTOWN.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER V\\nWHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\nNewport News and Modern Progress The Father of Virginia Smith\\nand Pocahontas San Miguel and Jamestown The Ruined Tower\\nWilliainsbttrg and its Memories.\\nT\\nHE clang of hammers and the puff of steam\\nfilled the air as the steamer swung at the dock\\nat Newport News the towering red iron hulls\\nof the big cruisers and great steamers building\\nin the yard filled the eye to the right, while,\\nto the left, men and mules and steam-shovels\\nand cranes were scooping out the great hole\\nin the ground which, so the boys and girls were\\nassured, was to be the largest dry-dock in the\\nworld.\\nBig things going on here, eh. Jack said\\nRoger, as the boys surveyed the busy scene.\\nIs n t the Illinois a rouser, and would n t\\nCaptain John Smith be surprised if he could see what was being done here\\non his familiar river\\nI don t know as he d find it so very familiar, with all these modern wharves\\nand docks and machine-shops and war-ships; do you, Roger? queried Bert.\\nI don t know as he would, Roger admitted. And phew would n t that\\nflame in the foundry scare him He d imagine he was in some regular\\nMacbeth witch-circle, instead of quiet Virginia.\\nI don t believe it would, Jack declared. Nothing ever fazed the\\ncap n did it. Uncle Tom\\nNot if we can believe his own stories, Uncle Tom replied. But then\\nthe captain was a master hand at telling stories, you know.\\n67\\nTHE HARBOR AT NEWPORT NEWS\\nJOHN SMITH S DAY", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "68 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nWhy what do you mean, Uncle Tom demanded Marian. Were n t\\nthey all really so\\nWell, my dear, Uncle Tom replied, as the steamer moved from the\\ndock and steamed up and across the broad, bluff-bordered river to Fergus-\\nson s, qicien sabc, as the Spaniards say. In these days, when even Plutarch\\nis doubted and Herodotus is called the Father of Lies, who can wonder that\\nwe criticize a man who, though he died at fifty, and lived forty quiet years in\\nEngland, declared that he spent thirty-seven years in the midst of war, pes-\\ntilence, and famine, crowded the story of fully\\nfive years of adventures into less than eighteen\\nmonths, and, though in Virginia only a little more\\nthan two years (where he landed as a prisoner and\\nleft in disgrace), was still so well able to plagia-\\nrize the works of others into a General History\\nthat people for nearly three hundred years have\\nactually believed his yarns and admitted his\\nclaim to remembrance as the father of Virginia!\\nOh, come. Uncle Tom, are n t you a bit too\\nrough on the cap n asked Jack.\\nWhy then did n t Pocahontas\\nCAPTAIN TOHN SMITH Christine began. But Uncle Tom refused to\\nbe led into argument.\\nI m not claiming anything, my dear young protesters, he said. I m\\nonly giving you the results of the latest investigations into the value of Cap-\\ntain John Smith s veracity. I once got myself disliked for trying to tell the\\ntrue story of Pocahontas. So, if it will soothe your perturbed young spirits,\\nI stand as ready to show you the very stone on which the doughty Captain\\nJohn laid his devoted head as I am to place you upon the very rock in the\\nCatskill Mountains upon which Rip Van Winkle went to sleep.\\nOh, I ve seen that, said Marian, confidently.\\nOf course you have, my dear, said her uncle, suavely and no doubt\\nthat piece of wreckage over yonder by White Shoal Lighthouse is a bit of\\nthat very same good ship, Sarah Constant, within whose hold, as it came\\nsailing wing-and-wing up this very river, one John Smith lay a prisoner and\\nmalcontent and, therefore, the father of Virginia\\nRoger looked as though he were not sure of Uncle Tom, and even\\nJack seemed troubled.\\nFiut who was the father of Virginia, if he was n t? Bert demanded.\\nI don t know as we can give any one man the credit of being really its\\nfather, Uncle Tom answered, though I fear there were several who had", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\n69\\nthe colony s affairs in charge whom we might call its stepfathers, don t\\nyou know and pretty poor ones at that But if father means founder or\\npromoter, the first place must be given to Sir Walter Raleigh, who gave the\\nidea of Virginia colonization form and force. Next to him, Thomas West,\\nthe good and noble Lord Delaware, has place. Indeed, one of the deepest\\nand most reliable students of Virginia history declares that if any one man\\ncan be called the founder of Virginia, it is Thomas West, third Lord Delaware.\\nAnd there are others, as you boys say Sir Thomas Gates and Sir Thomas\\nDale, enterprising and practical directors of affairs, of the latter of whom\\nJohn Rolfe declared that Sir Thomas Dale s worth and name in managing\\nthe affairs of that colony will outlast the standing of this plantation New-\\nport, the great captain for whom Newport News was named George Percy,\\nthe colony s best chronicler, and twice governor pro tern., with other\\nnames, less known, of those who had part in the stormy beginnings of the\\nFACSIMILE FROM SMITH S GENERAL HISTORY.\\nOld Dominion. And yet all of these have for years and years been over-\\nshadowed by the self-assertive John Smith, who was a failure as explorer,\\nsettler, promoter, and president, but who could tell so plausible a story that,\\nbecause he outlived, even as he out-talked, all his contemporaries, he has\\nlinked his name inseparably to the history of Virginia as the colony s father,\\nfounder, and foremost man.\\nUp the wide James River they held their zigzag course as the steamer\\ntouched at wharves on either shore. At last, stretching its park-like\\nmeadows before them, on the right bank of the stream they spied a long,\\nlow-lying green and tree-sprinkled island, floating almost on the bosom of\\nthe river, in marked contrast to the high-facing bluffs of Scotland, across\\nthe stream. The sandy beaches gleamed yellow in the sun the river", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "70\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nrippled blue and sparkling from shore to shore from a little cove at the\\nnorthern end there shot out a long, new, commodious steamboat pier, flanked\\nby green trees upon a little rise of ground to the left, while in the fields to\\nthe ripfht rose the blackened brick walls of a burned and ruined mansion.\\nThen the steamer slid in alongside the dock, the hawser-loops fell into place\\nover cleat and post, and Uncle Tom and his party descended to the lower\\ngangway as the plank was run out.\\nAll ashore for San Miguel cried Uncle Tom.\\nJamestown announced the first officer. And the young people, be-\\nlieving the first officer, and yet having implicit faith in Uncle Tom, backed\\ntheir conductor against a tier of asparagus-crates filled with the best product\\nof this green, low-lying islet, and demanded Now, sir, what do you mean\\nIs this Jamestown, or is it what s\\nyour Spanish name? San Miguel?\\nIt s like the Irishman s problem\\nin pronunciation, boys and girls, he\\ndeclared with a laugh. It s nather,\\nfor it s ayther, so Pat said,\\nExplain yourself, good sir; you\\nspeak in riddles, forsooth, said Jack,\\nstriving to get what he called the colo-\\nnial flavor into his speech.\\nUncle Tom paid the wharfage\\nfees for his party, as if we were so\\nmany bundles of asparagus, objected\\nMarian, and, as they strolled up the\\nlong dock to the tree-shaded inclosure,\\nreminded them that he had already\\ntold them of the Spanish Captain de\\nAyllon s attempt at the colonization of\\nVirginia in 1526.\\nHe came up this river with nearly five hundred colonists, said Uncle\\nTom. He landed here, and, almost on the exact site of Jamestown, built\\nhouses and started a colony, which he called San Miguel. But malaria,\\nlack of gold, and dislike of the climate and the surroundings dissatisfied the\\nSpanish colonists, who all aimed to be Pizarros at once, and when sickness\\nhad killed their leader and reduced their number to one hundred and twenty,\\nthey gave up in disgust, and sailed away to the West Indies. Then James-\\ntown Island lay here unsettled and unknown for eighty years, when Captain\\nNewport s English colonists came oversea seeking a home in Virginia.\\nTHOMAS WEST, LORD DELAWARE.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\n71\\nThey picked out this very island as the best place for settlement, and, land-\\ning here in 1607, began to build a city, the only remains of which is the\\nbroken brick church tower yonder, within the inclosure, festooned with ivy\\nand half sheltered by its grove of trees.\\nThey passed through the entranceway, and stood before the crumbling\\nsquare tower, built at once for religion and war, that marks the remains of\\nthe vanished colony of Jamestown. Behind it, dark in the shade of hack-\\nRUINS OF THE CHURCH TOWER, JAMESTOWN.\\nberry and sycamore, lay the old, old stones of the ancient cemetery, some of\\nthem, like that on Commissary Blair s grave, hoisted high by the aggressive\\nroots of the big sycamore, sprung from the old commissary s bones.\\nAnd is this really where John Smith went to church, and where Poca-\\nhontas was baptized and married asked Marian.\\nThe place, assuredly, but not the same, Uncle Tom replied. This", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "72 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nold tower marks the fourth church erected here by the Virginia colonists,\\nand was probably built after the burning of Jamestown in the time of\\nBacon s Rebellion in 1676. As to the surroundings come up with me to\\nthe ridge and take a surv^ey.\\nThey entered the confines of the encircling mounds that marked the\\ngrass-grown ramparts of the old Confederate fort, and, standing on the shore\\nabove the almost obliterated ruins of the ancient powder-magazine, they\\nlooked about them. One hundred yards from shore, a lone cypress-tree\\nsprang, bent, but green and flourishing, from a single tuft of earth still\\nfarther out, remains of spiles and piers rose above the rippling water.\\nThat stretch of water was Jamestown, said Uncle Tom that, too,\\nwas doubtless San Miguel. The river currents and the northwest winds for\\nthree centuries have worn and washed and eaten this island shore until full\\ntwo hundred yards and more of old Jamestown have disappeared. Govern-\\nment and the island proprietors have alike tried to save this historic spot\\nfrom destruction, but, thus far, without avail. The powder-magazine, which\\nstood far inland, has, as you see, been almost washed away, and unless some\\nvital measures are taken, the old church tower and the crumbling gravestones\\nwill vanish too, in time. But even thus the colony town which England\\nplanted here in 1607, and alternately fostered and neglected through ninety\\nyears, vanished finally froiPx the scene and to-day that ruined tower and\\nthose neglected gravies are the sole reminders of the life and hope, the\\njealousy and love, the strifes and struggles, that once were active here, in the\\ndays when, upon this low and grassy island, the Old Dominion had its\\nbeginnings, and, truthfully or not, gave to fame the names and deeds of\\nJohn Smith and Pocahontas and Rolfe and Nat Bacon and Governor\\nBerkeley, while others even more important in the story of American colo-\\nnization have been neglected or forgotten.\\nInteresting old spot, is n t it? said Bert, surveying the scene, where\\ntrees and vines, dismantled Confederate fort, and broken ancient tower com-\\nbined in a landscape at once attractive and suggestive.\\nWater privileges rather too generous, I should say, remarked Jack,\\nlooking over the decaying shores to the solitary cypress-tree, the wide-reach-\\ning river, and the submerged colony lands.\\nBut the girls dropped upon the grassy slope of the old fort, and, glancing\\nup at the ivy-mantled tower, as Christine, remembering her Gray s\\nElegy, insisted on calling the picturesque ruin, they demanded of Uncle\\nTom that here, on the very spot, he should refresh their minds as to this\\nold Virginia colony.\\nIt is a stirring story, boys and girls, said Uncle Tom, from his lounging-", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\n/6\\nplace beneath the great, flower-crammed rose-bush. And yet it is briefly\\ntold. Suggested by Raleigh, fostered by Elizabeth, evolved from the Lost\\nColony of Roanoke, backed by British capital, compounded of British rest-\\nlessness, British feuds, and civil wars, this colony of Jamestown was founded\\nby a company of adventurous, illy assorted, and disappointed gold-hunters\\nTHE OLD MAGAZINE AT JAMESTOWN.\\nin May, 1607. It began in struggle, was rent by quarrels and jealous-\\nies, scarcely survived Indian craftiness and lack of home support, and yet\\nwas lifted out of failure by the practical statesmanship of Lord Delaware\\nand his liveried retainers, curbed into law and order by wise Sir Thomas\\nDale, awakened into a love of liberty by the misgovernment of Argall,\\nstirred into faction and feud by the strifes of Cavalier and Puritan, and\\nplunged into open rebellion and civil war by the blunders of Berkeley and\\nthe patriotism of Nathaniel Bacon. And yet, in spite of despotic governor\\nand independent coFonist, with all the faction and friction that their antago-\\nnisms meant, the colony grew with constant accessions from England, and\\nwith more and more of the wilderness turned into farm-land. Tobacco\\nbecame the corner-stone of Virginia s wealth. Excepting the litde village\\nof Jamestown on its marshy island, there were few, if any, towns in the\\ncolony but in seventy years the population of Virginia had grown to forty\\nor fifty thousand. By the increasing wealth of the colony more home-\\nseekers were attracted to Virginia, and when the American Revolution\\nopened, Virginia was the oldest, the most populous, and the most important\\nof all the thirteen colonies, with a total, in white and black, of over half a\\nmillion inhabitants.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "74 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nSlavery began here at Jamestown, did n t it, Uncle Tom asked\\nRoger.\\nYes, when the Spaniards first came here in 1526, Uncle Tom replied.\\nFor when the adelantado De Ayllon began to build San Miguel, here on\\nJamestown Island, he did it with the help of negro slaves brought from the\\nWest Indies.\\nWhy, I thought the English colonists were the first slave-owners here,\\nsaid Bert.\\nSpaniards first, as usual, you see, said Jack. I never heard of such\\nprevious chaps as they were.\\nBut they did n t stick, you know, said Roger.\\nNo, they did n t stick, as we do know, Uncle Tom assented; and\\nthe permanent colonization of America, as well as the beginning of its slave-\\ntrade, was really laid by the Englishmen here at Jamestown. The Span-\\niards were the instruments, however, even in this final curse of the slave-\\ntrade for, you must know, the first cargo of negro slaves was not the Dutch\\ncargo you have learned of in history, but was brought by Captain Daniel\\nElfrith on the English privateer Treasurer, and was part of a cargo taken\\nby him in 1619 from a ship of Spain which he had overhauled at sea. So you\\nsee how from the Spaniards themselves came the seeds of that crime which,\\ntwo hundred and fifty years later, almost split the great American republic\\nin twain; and we may remember Captain Daniel Elfrith of the Treasurer as\\nthe man who introduced two pests into America rats and negro slavery.\\nRats horrors cried the girls, springing to their feet.\\nDo you suppose they re here yet, Uncle Tom said Marian, looking\\nanxiously about her. I do detest rats.\\nUncle Tom rose laughing from his nook under the big rose-bush.\\nThey ve vanished with the Jamestown colony, I guess, he said. Come,\\nthere s the carriage All aboard for Williamsburg\\nThey drove across the creek and through the fair York woods to\\nWilliamsburg, successor to Jamestown as the colonial capital. As they\\ncrossed the creek Bert said: The superintendent at the cottage told me\\nthat this island used to be a peninsula in the colony days, and that it was\\nover the neck of land that ran across from the north end of the island,\\nyonder, that Bacon rode with his volunteers to capture the town, and that\\nPocahontas came bringing warning or relief to the colonists.\\nThat way as well as any other, Uncle Tom assented. But Marian\\ndid not like his tone.\\nWhat do you mean. Uncle Tom? she demanded. Was n t it so\\nAs to the peninsula? Oh, yes, her uncle replied.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "76\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nAnd as to Pocahontas persisted Marian.\\nGone to join Captain John Smith and Washington s cherry-tree\\nsaid Jack.\\nI don t like to have you not believe those things, Uncle Tom, said\\nChristine.\\nI d like to believe anything that pleases you, my dears, said Uncle\\nAN OLD JAMESTOWN STREET.\\nTom but when you corner me on the truth of history why, that s where\\nI am like the greatest of all Virginians I cannot tell a lie.\\nNo Pocahontas, no Powhatan, I suppose? said Christine, shaking her\\nhead sadly.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\n11\\nFar from it, my dear, said Uncle Tom, with a smile there were\\nlots of him. We read in the records of the great Powhatan and the little\\nPowhatan, and the river of Powhatan and the town of Powhatan, from\\nall of which we must infer that Powhatan was the name of an Indian tribe in\\npossession of this land along the James and the York, with their main\\nlodges or capital on what is known as Timberneck Bay, on the north\\nshore of the York, a little\\nabove Yorktown. The chief\\nof the Powhatans, who gave\\nthe Jamestown settlers so\\nmuch trouble, and figures so\\nlargely in Captain Smith s\\nstory, was really named JMa-\\nmonatowick\\nThe father of Pocahon-\\ntas queried Marian.\\nUncle Tom gave his niece\\na quizzical smile.\\nWhich Pocahontas do\\nyou mean, my dear he said.\\nHe seems to have been the\\nfather of several Pocahon-\\ntases. For, you see, poca-\\nhuntas was Indian for tom-\\nboy, and there are at least\\nthree such from the Powhatan tribe to whom this nickname was given.\\nThe Pocahontas so dear to all American girls is now proved to have been\\nten years old in 1608, to have been married to an Indian chief in 1610, and\\nto have been nineteen years old in 1614 You cannot make these things\\nagree, you see; so we must conclude that the chief of the Powhatan Indians\\nhad two or three dear litde daughters who were so full of spirit as to be\\ncalled little tomboys, or poca-huntases that one of these was friendly\\nwith the English settlers at Jamestown, and warned them of Indian attack\\nor helped them when taken captive, while one, whose name was Ma-ta-oka,\\nand who had married an Indian chief called Ko-ko-un in 1610, was married\\na second time to John Rolfe in April, 16 14, and so became the Pocahontas\\nof history.\\nThe girls and boys were by no means satisfied with this true-story\\nbusiness, as Jack termed it; but their pleasant ride through the woods to\\nWilliamsburcr soon drove Pocahontas from their minds, and as they rode\\n!j^^^^^\\nCHURCH OF BRUTON PARISH,\\nWILLIAMSBURG.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "^8 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\npast the ancient college and down the broad main street of the old colonial\\ncapital, they found fresh matters of interest and inquiry.\\nThey roamed up and down the broad streets of the old town, attracted by\\neverything, from the brick-boring insects in the tower walls of old Bruton\\nChurch, the font out of which Pocahontas was baptized, and the grave of\\nMartha Washington s first husband, to the red-and-white monogram on the\\npolo-caps of the college boys. They strolled across the green where, on the\\nsite of the colonial palace, now stands the Grammar and Matty School of\\nthe College of William and Mary they visited the quaint buildings of the\\nold, old college from which were graduated four signers of the Declaration\\nand three Presidents of the United States; they visited the site of the old\\nCapitol in which historic Virginians had moved and resolved and de-\\nclared, from royal governors like Spotswood and Dinwiddle to noble rebels\\nlike Patrick Henry and George Washington they joined, each of them, the\\nOrder of Jamestown, which the patriotic rector of old Bruton had just\\ninstituted and they so mingled the past and the present, the ghosts of old\\nrenown and the very living and lively collegians of to-day in their walks and\\ntalks, that, when they took the cars for Richmond, they were not altogether\\nsure as to which interested them most the W and M, in the shape of\\nwhich the loyal Governor Nicholson had laid out the streets of the old\\ncapital, or the W and M embroidered on the polo-caps of the boys who, in\\nthese athletic days, put new life into the second oldest college in America\\nthe College of William and Mary.\\nThe Old Dominion as it was the fashion to call Virginia, so Uncle Tom\\ninformed them, because of its loyalty to the pestilent Stuart King of Eng-\\nland in the days when the great Cromwell laid the foundations of a later and\\nnobler England was, he said, not so much a colony of towns as of farms\\nand plantations. Its people were scattered and agricultural, and the aris-\\ntocracy of estate had a firmer footing in Virginia than in any of the other\\ncolonies.\\nConvicts, redemptioners, and negro slaves, Uncle Tom said, of\\nwhom there were many in Virginia, went far to create and foster this un-\\nfortunate spirit of caste; but the breath of freedom and the liberty-loving\\nspirit of such men as Thomas Jefferson and Patrick Henry in the fullness of\\ntime broke into this un-American spirit and made Virginia one of the\\nstanchest as she was the most aggressive supporter of independence in the\\ndays of the American Revolution.\\nHow do you explain that, Uncle Tom? queried Bert. One would\\nthink that so aristocratic a colony as Virginia would have stuck to the king\\nto the last.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "WHERE THE OLD DOMINION BEGAN\\n79\\nIt was largely because of their own belief in themselves, replied Uncle\\nTom, that Virginians became protesters and patriots. They yielded to\\nno one in a question of right or position the leaders of Virginia believed\\nthemselves the natural leaders of America; and you know what Burke says\\nyou boys and girls who have had to study his great speech Those who\\nhave been accustomed to command were the last who would consent to\\nobey. So the lords of thousands of Virginian acres cast in their lot with\\nthe farmers and fishermen of Massachusetts, and from town and plantation,\\nfrom fertile valley and forest-crested bluff, from the sandy capes of the sea-\\nshore to the verdant slopes of the Blue Ridge, planter and pioneer, redemp-\\ntioner and ranger, aristocrat and artisan, the seed of old Jamestown and the\\nsons of the Potomac sedges joined hands to make the Old Dominion a\\nfree and independent commonwealth the nursery of statesmen and the\\nmother of Presidents.\\nTHE POWHATAN CHIMNEY.\\nAbove Gloucester Point, on the York River. The last Virginia relic of the Powhatan chiefs.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "THE LANDING-PLACE, OLD GEORGETOW^\\\\\\nThree miles above Washington city.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VI\\nFROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES\\nTerj^a Marie Latin Names fo7^ American Colonies A Colonial\\nMemory St. Mary s arid Joppa Where Rodney Rode With\\nSwede and Dutchman.\\nCOAT OF ARMS OF ANNAPOLIS.\\nTERRA MARIE! Is that what you say they\\ncalled it? Marian exclaimed. Who\\ngave the place such a name as that, Uncle Tom?\\nSounds too much like terra-cotta, grum-\\nbled Jack. What s the matter with good\\nAmerican for an American colony I hate\\nthose faked-up Latin names.\\nChristine laughed heartily but Bert, his\\nscholarly instincts quite outraged by what Uncle\\nTom called Jack s Philistinism, fairly shook\\nhis cousin in critical disapproval.\\nFaked-up Latin good American Why, what are you talking about,\\nJack Dimlap he cried. Terra Marie is the land of Mary, and that\\ncomes pretty close to being Maryland, does n t it And Maryland is good\\nenough American, I should say.\\nS pose I don t know that, Bert the scholar demanded Jack, indig-\\nnantly. I was only asking why they Latinized it. American s good\\nenough for an American colony that s what I said.\\nThe Latinizing of Maryland, as you call it Jack, Uncle Tom explained,\\nwas the idea of King Charles I, who, in granting this territory to\\nLord Baltimore, a territory, by the way, including the present States of\\nMaryland, Delaware, and most of Pennsylvania, requested that it be known\\nas Terra Marie, in honor of his queen, Henrietta Maria the Tand of\\nMary, and hence Maryland, as Bert explained.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "82\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nIt was n t the only colony that started with a Latin name, was it,\\nUncle Tom queried Bert.\\nCertainly not, his uncle replied. From Maine to Mexico, Latin\\nnames were first given to the new lands. For you must remember, my very\\nAmerican Jack, that Latin was the language of literature, of science, and of\\ndiplomacy, and these three professions had very much to do with the work\\nof colonization and land-naminor, Pascua Florida and Terra Marie, Virginia\\nand Carolana, Nova Scotia and Nova Albion, Georgia and Laconia, Nova\\nFrancia, Nova Csesarea, and Sylvania or Penn-sylvania these all were the\\nLatin originals of certain of the colonies in America, some of which to\\nw^\\nTHE STATE-HOUSE, ANNAPOLIS.\\nthis day, as you know, retain their first-acquired names. The most of\\nthem, however, were Anglicized or turned into English equivalents; and so\\nit came to pass that the Terra Marie of King Charles s day became the\\nMaryland of colonial. Revolutionary, and modern American times.\\nThey stood within the old State-house grounds in the beautiful city of\\nAnnapolis, which persecuted Puritans from Virginia first founded in 1649\\nunder the name of Providence, and where, in March, 1655, was fought, be-\\ntween Puritan and Cavalier, the bloody battle of the Severn, the first armed\\nvictory for democracy on American soil, so Uncle Tom asserted. On their\\nleft, upon the green slope of the Capitol grounds, rose the colossal bronze\\nfigure of Chief Justice Taney, an honored son of Maryland to their right\\nthey saw springing from the turf the heroic figure of the Baron de Kalb,\\nswinging his sword aloft as he led the Maryland troops to a glorious defeat", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES\\n83\\nINTERIOR VIEW IN THE BRICE HOUSE, ANNAPOLIS.\\non the battle-field of Camden; behind them rose the symmetrical dome of\\nthe old State-house, heralded, when it was built in i 704, as the finest in the\\nland, and hallowed to-day by memories of such great American events as\\nWashington s resignation as general of the American army in i 783, the rati-\\nfication of peace with Great Britian in 1 784, and the session of the first con-\\nstitutional convention of the United States in 1786; before them, stretching\\ndown to the beautiful Severn, lay the old town perfectly dear, so Marian\\ndeclared, with its old colonial houses and its streets with high-sounding\\nnames and just immense, so the boys voted, in its crowning glory of\\nthe United States Naval Academy, fascinating to every young hero-worshiper\\nwho bows before American sea supremacy from Decatur to Dewey.\\nThey had come down to Annapolis from Washington, twenty-five miles\\naway, and they were delighted with everything they had seen in Mary-\\nland s capital city. They had roamed its streets, seen its sights, kodaked\\nits typical old-time mansions and hostelries, from the double-winged, ample\\nBrice house on Prince George Street, and the broad, hospitable-looking\\nChase mansion, to the old City Hotel, where Washington always put\\nup, and the other photographical finds, as Jack called them, that\\nsuggested the days of Pope and Marlborough and good Queen Anne.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "84 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThey had sailed down the bay to Kent Island, that big, broad piece of\\nfarm-land dropped into Chesapeake Bay, where first the doughty Clayborne,\\ncolonial Maryland s thorn in the flesh, had set up his claim as proprietor,\\nand fought Lord Baltimore s men on land and sea. And last, but by no means\\nleast, they had invaded the Naval Academy grounds, and, under escort of\\nthe genial chaplain and his gracious wife, had saturated themselves with the\\natmosphere of American naval heroism, from Perry s immortal pennant\\nDon t give up the ship to the memorial tablets to Bagley and Jenkins,\\nthe Academy s contribution to the honored dead in the war with Spain.\\nIndeed, the new and the old pressed so closely upon each other in the\\nhistoric old town that Uncle Tom had to break away from the Naval\\nAcademy and seek the State-house slope to recover what he called the\\ncolonial atmosphere.\\nWhat with that Institute Hall just yellow with the captured flags of\\nManila and Santiago, he said, and living captains and commodores in\\nthe war of 98 saluting you beside the band-stand, I m afraid I was as much\\nin danger of the contagion as you; so, as we have an hour before train\\ntime, let s rally here under Sir Christopher Wren s dome and pull ourselves\\nback into colonial history.\\nThere s lots of it here in Annapolis, certainly, said Marian.\\nSure Jack assented. But say, Roger, would n t you like to see that\\nmatch between the cadets and Pennsy? I 11 bet that chap they said was\\ncap n of the nine is just a hus\\nBut Marian cut him short. Base-ball is too disgustingly modern,\\nJack, she cried. I want to know about Maryland. Besides, that one\\nyou call the captain was n t nearly as good-looking as\\nWhere s St. Mary s? Uncle Tom broke in, with a ringing laugh.\\nTalk about contagion Come, colonials, where s St. Mary s\\nGone, you told us. Uncle Tom, that day we sailed down the Potomac,\\nChristine reminded him.\\nThat s so; you have the best memory, after all, my dear, Uncle Tom\\nsaid, with an appreciative nod. There is n t much more left of Maryland s\\nfirst capital than of Joppa, its wide-awake first seaport.\\nWhere was Joppa? queried Bert.\\nUp on Gunpowder River, midway between Baltimore and Havre de\\nGrace, replied his uncle. It was started with a great flourish of trumpets,\\nand was, in its day, the most famous seaport town of Maryland. But as\\nAnnapolis swallowed up St. Mary s, so did Baltimore, in turn, absorb Joppa\\nand Annapolis too, and swell to great proportions as a commercial center.\\nTo-day a few gravestones and a pile of grass-covered brick-heaps (as in", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES\\n85\\nthe vanished colony of Jamestown) are all that remain of the vanished\\nseaport of Joppa on I?ig Gunpowder,\\nHow soon after Virginia was Maryland settled asked Roger.\\nTwenty-three years after Newport s fleet sailed up the James, Uncle\\nTom replied, was the good Lord Baltimore denied a home in Virginia.\\nGEORGE CALVERT, FIRST LORD BALTIMORE.\\nFrom a portrait presented to the State of Maryland by John W. Garrett. Esq.\\nSo he secured from the king a granfof Maryland. But even before his day\\nthe William Clayborne of whom I told you had established a trading-post\\non Kent Island, and\\nAnd I 11 bet a cooky, Jack broke in, that those day-before-the-fair\\nSpaniards had been snooping around here, too.\\nYou d win your bet, Jack, laughed Uncle Tom. For, sure enough,\\nbetween 1560 and 1570 Villafane", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "Ju A\\nV\\nP\\nA.\\nu\\nK\\n^Sz^ftC^\\nK\\n.j\\n5\\n2^\\nL-]k-tz\\nrB fi.Krp:\\n;;I?3i.l\\nV^.O^ Mv--.\\n(T. M^.\\nj;iiiiiaimlimil!liiiaiiiiilM!iiiiiiaii:iaii:::i::kiiiiiii!\\n^^^a^^V^P^^-^^^v^\\n:IABu\\nMAP OF THE SOUTHERN PART OF THE\\nDrawn by John Wliite,", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "yaV\\nV\\\\0 Jy\\nG\\nA\\nux\\nIVj\\n|bi:f- -Hi\\n4.0\\n59\\n5S\\nW\\nATLANTIC COAST OF NORTH AMERICA.\\nartist to the Raleigh Colony.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "88 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThe angelic gentleman queried Marian.\\nYes, my dear, replied her uncle, and your good friend Menendez\\nOh, Uncle Tom Don t call him that, please, Marian again protested.\\nI think he was just horrid.\\nYour picturesque enemy Menendez, then, said Uncle Tom, with a bow\\nin acknowledgment of the protest, sailed up the Chesapeake to build\\nchapels, found missions, hunt for gold, and hang Indians. But\\nThey did n t stick, said Roger, with his favorite expression.\\nNo; Maryland was to be English English and tolerant, Uncle Tom\\nreplied; for no other expedition of exploration or settlement amounted to\\nanything until Lord Baltimore s colony sailed into the Potomac in 1633,\\nand began, upon the green and beautiful bluff at the mouth of Washington s\\nhome river, the settlement known as St. Mary s, the first home of religious\\ntoleration in America.\\nMore so than Rhode Island? queried Roger, who, so Jack declared,\\nalways had his New England line and rule ready for a measurement of\\nstandards.\\nI m afraid that history will discriminate, Roger, Uncle Tom replied.\\nRhode Island was first settled by factious and turbulent fanatics; Mary-\\nland by broad-minded, liberal, and peace-desiring colonists. But, on the\\nother hand, Rhode Island was an independent colony Maryland was a pro-\\nprietary colony. It was owned and run by the Baltimores, good enough\\nto begin with, but petering out sadly in later generations, much the same as\\ndid the Penn proprietorship in Pennsylvania.\\nWhy, how was that. Uncle Tom? Were n t the Penn family good and\\nsober Quakers always Marian exclaimed.\\nWe 11 see when we get to Philadelphia, her uncle answered. The\\nfact is this, however: Both the Baltimores and the Penns were proprietors.\\nThat means owners. And Americans have, even from the first, resisted own-\\nership. The proprietary governments were feudal based on the traditions\\nof the middle ages. And America stands for progress. A vast and practi-\\ncally an unpeopled country suggests a chance for all, you see it fosters the\\nspirit of independence. Hence the proprietors and their tenants were ever\\nat loggerheads hence the struggle in this colony between the Puritans\\nand the Cavaliers between the spirit of progress and the traditions of the\\npast. Maryland became in time ripe for independence, and the names of\\nCharles Carroll of Carrollton, an Annapolis boy, who signed the Declara-\\ntion, and of Francis Scott Key, a Frederick County boy, who graduated\\nover yonder at St. John s College, and later wrote the Star-Spangled Ban-\\nner, outlive in American memories even the best and greatest of all the", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUxNTIES\\n89\\nAT THE NAVAL ACADEMY.\\nLords Baltimore, proprietors and feudal lords of this colony of Terra\\nMarie.\\nWell, good-by to Annapolis said Jack, as he swung- himself on the", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "90\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\ntrain just before it pulled away from the dingy little station. It s a fine\\nold town, anyhow, from Prince George Street and the Severn to the Acad-\\nemy grounds and the commodore, and I m mighty glad I Ve seen it.\\nAN OLD MARYLAND MANOR-HOUSE.\\nBelmont, the seat of the Dorseys, built in 1738.\\nTo which sentiment all the boys and girls assented heartily, and Uncle\\nTom, with Richard Carvel in his hands, read aloud, as the engine puffed\\noff to the junction, the chapter that told how Dick and Dorothy, on one\\n2d of May, sailed in the squire s pinnace down the Severn and around the\\ntoe of Kent Island, from Annapolis to the Hall.\\nChristine had closed her eyes as she listened.\\nI can see it all, she said, from Marlborough Street to Carvel Hall\\nand all those old-time names and old-time houses we heard and saw in An-\\nnapolis make the story as real and vivid as if I had been there, too, with\\nDick and Dorothy and the squire. Is n t it delightful to visit a place where\\nthe scene of a story you like is laid\\nWe have been fortunate in that way, my dear, Uncle Tom assented.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES 9 1\\nWhat with Prisoners of Hope and To Have and to Hold at Jamestown,\\nand Richard Carvel at Annapolis, we are now quite ready to take our way\\nto Philadelphia and see that famous old town in the time of William Penn\\nand in the atmosphere of Hugh Wynne.\\nSo they came to Philadelphia. But even before doing the Quaker\\nCity, they ran down the Delaware to Chester and Wilmington, where, in the\\nearly days, Dutchman and Swede had struggled for possession until the all-\\ncompelling Englishman came with his patents and his charters and took to\\nhimself the country alike of Swede and Dutchman, without so much as\\nsaying By your leave\\nThe boys and girls confessed to a little disappointment in Chester, for\\nthey expected to discover and roam the rambling old-time streets they\\nhad read of in Old Chester Tales, and to meet Dr. Lavender or Miss\\nMaria jogging along in chaise or cabriolet. Instead, they found a very\\nmodern setting for the oldest town in Pennsylvania, and, save for the quaint\\nold court-house and the grass-covered site of old St. Paul s, they saw little\\nto remind them of the Upland of the Swedes, who settled it, under that\\nname, in 1643, or of the old-time Chester that Penn called it, when he ac-\\nquired it from the Swedes in 1682. So they boarded a car in the square\\nand trolleyed to Wilmington, nine miles down the broad and busy Dela-\\nware, past old stone houses of the ancient type and modern dwellings of\\nto-day, where, from the highway along the first ridge of the Brandywine\\nhills, they could overlook the intervening farm-lands and the wide sweep\\nof the Delaware, around which had sailed, in days gone by, explorer, colo-\\nnist, philanthropist, sectary, refugee, friend, and foe.\\nThe river lay, far-reaching and misty, in the distance, and as the scent-\\nladen breeze from grass-land and farm-land came in through the open car-\\nwindows. Uncle Tom assured them that they were riding through a historic\\nland.\\nHow the old patroons and burghers of the Valley of the Swans, as the\\nDutchman De Vries first called this section, would stare in amazement, could\\nthey see us whizzing along in this witch-chariot, as they would be sure\\nto term our trolley, said Uncle Tom and how this same trolley line\\nwould have helped along Caesar Rodney as, over this very road, he\\nspurred his horse from Dover to Philadelphia to reach Independence\\nHall before night and give the vote of Delaware for freedom and the\\nDeclaration.\\nOh, Uncle Tom was this where he rode? exclaimed Christine.\\nSure enouo-h cried Jack. Don t you remember how and where he\\nrode Say he must have gone almost as fast as the trolley, eh", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "92 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nIt is five; and the beams of the western sun\\nTinge the spires of Wilmington gold and dun.\\nSix and the dust of the Chester street\\nFlies back in a cloud from his courser s feet.\\nGreat ride that, eh\\nAnd it was right along here How delightful said Marian.\\nWe are looking down upon reminders of other events, too, from this\\ntrolley-shod ridge! Uncle Tom remarked. Where the river swings in its\\ngreat and graceful curve from the bay to the cities, have sailed many ships\\nladen with peace or war in days gone by. Here steered Hudson and Mey\\nand Penn and Franklin and yonder, off Wilmington, the British frigates\\ndropped anchor after the battle of Brandywine. Great names, too, are as-\\nsociated with the land Gustavus Adolphus, the Swedish hero-king, and\\nhis famous daughter Christina, for whom the creek that flows through Wil-\\nmington was named. The very name first given to that old city was in her\\nhonor, for it was called Christina-hamm, or Christina-town. Indeed, my\\nyoung people, if we remember that the English colonization of America was\\ndue to a boy king, Edward of England, we must also set it down that the\\ntide of Swedish emigration to these shores was set in motion by a girl\\nqueen, Christina of Sweden.\\nAnd a historic girl at that, Uncle Tom suggested Marian.\\nYes, eminently so, her uncle answered, with a smile of acknowledg-\\nment. From the day when Oxenstiern the chancellor whose name also\\nis associated with this region set the girl of six on the throne of her illus-\\ntrious father and cried, Swedes behold your king Christina of Sweden\\nwas, in name and in fact. King of Sweden and lord of this land of Delaware\\nwhich they called New Sweden. But the Swedish subjects of the queen-\\nking were raced and driven about this colony by the Dutch as mercilessly\\nas ever the Dutch envoy himself was raced and driven by this tomboy\\nqueen you remember the story, do you not\\nThey did remember it, for they all read St. Nicholas and the region\\nthrough which they were trolley ing took on a new interest when they\\nlearned that it was linked to the name of Christina of Sweden.\\nAt Wilmington they took a carriage and drove about the town, covering\\nall its points of interest, from the Old Swede Church near the river, with\\nits simple gravestone of our first ambassador to England, to the home of one\\nof the most famous American illustrators and the modern Gilpin Avenue\\nhouses on the hill above the town.\\nFrom that high outlook they could see Christiana Creek the debatable\\nboundary between Dutchman and Swede winding this way and that over", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES\\n93\\nthe marshy lowlands to the Delaware they located the probable site of the\\nSwedish fortress named for a girl, Fort Christiana, half a mile above its\\nmouth; and, returning to Philadelphia by the river-boat, noted along the\\nDelaware, on either shore, the points where rival nations strove for footing\\nas, in what was known as the South River country, they sought for peace-\\nful homes, but secured instead only an uncertain tenure.\\nQUEEN CHRISTINA AND THE DUTCH ENVOY.\\nUp this broad river, said Uncle Tom, sailed Captain Thomas Young\\nin an English ship, in the summer of 1634, feeling his w^ay from Cape May\\nto Trenton, fondly expecting to discover that entrance to the Mediterranean\\nSea which, so the Indians assured him, lay four days journey beyond the\\nwestern mountains.\\nThe Mediterranean Sea! exclaimed Marian, laughing. What an\\nidea\\nI m afraid those Indians were n t up in geography, said Jack.\\nTheir Mediterranean Sea and that of Captain Young were something\\naltogether different, you see, Uncle Tom explained. They undoubtedly\\nreferred to Lake Erie and that marvelous chain of five great inland, or\\nmediterranean, seas upon our northern border.\\nOho then they were n t so far out of the way as Captain Young was,\\nwere they said Roger.\\nAnyhow, Captain Young was stopped by the shallow water and rocky\\nledges above Trenton, and so missed his Mediterranean trip, Uncle Tom\\ncontinued. Other explorers had doubtless, long before Captain Young s", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "94 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nday, sailed far up the river perhaps even your prying friends, the Span-\\niards, Jack; for they were in this very region early in their American\\ncareer, and\\nI was just going to ask if they were n t on deck here first, Jack broke\\nin. They always seem to have been in the lead when there was any\\ndiscoverinor to be done.\\nBut the real occupation of the land did not begin until a Swedish syn-\\ndicate, headed by Gustavus Adolphus and his courtiers (and, after his death\\nat Liitzen, continued by his daughter Christina and her advisers), planted a\\ncolony here in 1639, and claimed the land from Capes May and Henlopen to\\nPhiladelphia and beyond. The Dutchmen of New York, however, New\\nAmsterdam, you know, objected to New Sweden, as Christina s colonists\\ncalled their American home for, you see, the Dutchmen claimed everything\\nfrom Connecticut to Virginia. So they built a fort at Gloucester, just above\\nhere on the New Jersey side. The Swedes built Fort Christiana at Wilming-\\nton, and from words the controversy came finally to blows in 1654, when the\\nSwedish governor captured a Dutch fort which he said was in Swedish terri-\\ntory. Thereupon down to this region came the terrible Governor Stuyvesant,\\nthe wooden-legged Dutchman. He captured Fort Christiana, made all the\\nsettlers take the oath of allegiance to Holland, and literally wiped New Swe-\\nden off the map. The Dutch, in turn, were swept off by the English in\\n1664 and in 1682, when William Penn came sailing up the river, landing at\\nNewcastle and Wilmington and Chester and Gloucester, and finally at Phila-\\ndelphia, the English occupation of the country was complete, and Swede and\\nDutchman alike became English subjects. Christina-hamm became Wil-\\nmington Upland became Chester; Fort Nassau was called Gloucester;\\nand just above the northern boundary of New Sweden rose, in time, the\\nroofs of Philadelphia.\\nSeems too bad to have had all they did go for nothing, does n t\\nit? said Roger. But I suppose that was the only way to make\\nAmerica.\\nMark the progress of Anglo-Saxon absorption, my son, said Jack,\\ngrandiloquently. One by one other nations come over here and start\\nthings; one by one England embraces them all; and it was a regular bear s\\nhug, for they never came out from that embrace as nations.\\nNo; but they did as a Nation, don t you see. Jack a Nation with a\\ncapital N, too, Bert responded. It had to be fusion before it could be\\nfreedom; did n t it. Uncle Tom?\\nE phiribiis nnuni, you know, said Uncle Tom, with a nod. And\\nthough all here are now Americans, it is interesting to note how the life", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "FROM THE SEVERN TO THE THREE COUNTIES\\n95\\nof the people still retains traces of the founders of each section; for, just as\\nthe Old Swede Church in Wilmington, with its distinctively old-world air,\\nstill links us to the time of Penn and Printz and Stuyvesant, so out of the\\nsturdy Swedish stock came the men and women who, in later years, were\\nthe patriots of Caesar Rodney s day, and the signers of the Constitution.\\nROM A PHOTOGRAPH\\nOLD SWEDE CHURCH, WILMINGTON.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "A COLONIAL SCHOOLMASTER.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "I COAT OF ARMS.\\nCHAPTER VII\\nFROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\nIn Penn Treaty Park The Elm Tablet William Penn The\\nWalking Purchase Cranks and Citizens Pastorins Colonial\\nPhiladelphia In the Jerseys Plowdens Patent Thrifty Farmers.\\nI^ROM the high walls of a far-reaching factory and foundry\\nthe trim grass-plats and paved walks of a little park ran\\ndown to the pier-guarded river. Set almost against the west\\nwall of the factory buildings rose a modest memorial, simple\\nin design, and brief, though positive, in its inscription, its white\\nstone grleaminor against the grreen of the ivied wall.\\nSo this is Shackamaxon, is it said Roger.\\nIs or was, Roger, replied Uncle Tom. It is now the Nineteenth\\nWard of the city of Philadelphia, and, as you see, is in the heart of the manu-\\nfacturing district. But in the good old colony days this land, sprinkled with\\nnoble elms, sloped down to the Delaware yonder and right here, as you\\nmay read on this tablet, stood the most notable of all those splendid trees\\nthe old Elm of Shackamaxon, beneath whose spreading branches was\\nmade, as one historian calls it, the one treaty never subscribed to and\\nnever broken. For this is Penn Treaty Park.\\nWhere Penn made his treaty with the Indians, eh? said Jack.\\nAnd bought their land for a song, said Bert.\\nCould n t do it, my boy, Jack declared. Quakers don t sing.\\nBut was it what that man called it. Uncle Tom the one treaty\\nnever subscribed to and never broken queried Roger. I ve been\\ntaught that the Puritans of Plymouth treated the Indians just as squarely\\nas Penn did.\\nOf course they did, my venerable Ancient and Honorable, said Jack,\\nof course they did. They never had any witches; they never hung any\\nQuakers they just loved the Indians to death", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "98 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCome, come, Jack no sarcasm, Uncle Tom broke in. There is\\nreason in all things, and, as you will learn if you study Massachusetts his-\\ntory, the things you inveigh against were just and necessary. While, as for\\nthat Indian treaty, Roger is right, as I can show you. Just now, however,\\nwe are more interested in William Penn than in the Pilgrim Fathers. Read\\nthe inscription, Bert.\\nThe Reader of Inscriptions to the Expedition, as Bert had been\\ndubbed, read as directed. Upon the front face of the tablet were the words\\nTreaty-ground of William Penn and the Indian Nations, 1682. Un-\\nbroken Faith. On the right face Bert read Pennsylvania Founded 1681.\\nBy Deeds of Peace. And on the left face was the inscription Placed by\\nthe Penn Society a.d. 1827, to mark the site of the great elm-tree.\\nUnbroken faith and deeds of peace, eh? said Jack. Modest,\\nare n t they Claim everything, seems to me.\\nAs they had a right to, so far as William Penn was concerned, Uncle\\nTom declared. The founder of Pennsylvania was, to my thinking, one of\\nthe most remarkable men in history, and as one who was willing to show his\\nfaith by his works, this tribute to his principles is altogether justified. The\\nson of a great soldier, and a dashing soldier himself, he sacrificed position,\\nestate, privilege, and his father s good opinion to become the follower of that\\nshepherd boy who became a saint George Fox, the great Friend, the\\nprophet of absolute equality. Through good report and evil report, in\\nprison and out, William Penn remained steadfast to the principles he had\\naccepted, and when his father s death left him a very rich man, with an in-\\ncome of nearly forty thousand dollars a year, he determined to devote his\\nwealth to the good of his fellow-men and died a bankrupt, the victim\\nalike of his principles and his friends.\\nAwfully good, was n t he said Marian.\\nI don t know it does n t seem just right, Roger mused. Sort of an\\nunselfish spendthrift, don t you think?\\nIt was n t business, at any rate, Jack declared. How would the\\nworld get along if every one did that way\\nNo fear of that happening. Jack, Uncle Tom said, with a smile but\\nthough Penn did use up his estate for his hobby, Pennsylvania, he was a\\nwise, shrewd, and practical man of affairs, only, as is the case even with many\\nbusiness men nowadays, he undertook a greater scheme than he could suc-\\ncessfully handle. But he started it so wisely and so well that to-day this\\ngreat city and this flourishing commonwealth are the result of his labors and\\nthe fruitage of his plans.\\nAs they sat in the little pavilion overlooking the busy river, Uncle Tom", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\n99\\nr////A y 1 /J\\nTHE OLD ELM AT SHACKAMAXON.\\nFrom Birch s Views of Philadelphia.\\ntold his boys and girls the story of Pennsylvania, and how the wisdom of\\nWilliam Penn laid the foundations of a mighty State.\\nKing Charles, out of respect to the memory of Penn s father, and as a\\npayment for a debt due his estate, gave the son the value in Pennsylvania\\ngrants a convenient way the Stuarts had of paying their debts without\\nmoney and in other people s land. These same lands, however, had been\\nsold by the Indians to the white men several times. Dutch, Swedes, and\\nEnglishmen alike had bought them. But as the Indian s idea of land titles\\nwas altogether different from the white man s, we can t really find fault with\\nthe red men for selling, or the white men for buying.\\nBut did n t Penn buy the land from the Indians under the old elm\\nwhere the monument stands? asked Bert.\\nNo more than he really made a treaty there, Uncle Tom replied.\\nWhy! did n t he? cried Christine, who hated to have her idols\\nshattered.\\nWell, not in the exact sense that tablet implies or your histories assert,\\nUncle Tom replied. As a matter of fact, there never was any real Penn\\nl. of C.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "lOO\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE LANDING OF PENN AT DOCK CREEK, PHILADELPHIA.\\nFrom Watson s Annals of Philadelphia.\\nTreaty with the Indians. But, also as a matter of fact, he made many\\ntreaties with the Indians.\\nHow you do love to say just such mixy-up things, Uncle Tom\\nexclaimed Marian. Whatever do you mean?\\nWell, you see, my dear, William Penn was a very just and well-mean-\\ning man, her uncle replied. He was what the boys call square,\\nLord Macaulay to the contrary notwithstanding.\\nWhy, what did Macaulay say of Friend William? demanded Jack.\\nSaid he was an unfit man for an honorable career, and charged him\\nwith the crime of selling into slavery those school-girls who embroidered a\\nflag for the rebel Monmouth, Uncle Tom replied.\\nWhat, the maids of Taunton those eirls we read about in the Oak\\nStaircase, Uncle Tom? How dreadful! He did n t do it, did he? cried\\nChristine.\\nI m glad to say he did n t, Uncle Tom replied. Macaulay liked to\\npull down the accepted estimates of great characters\\nAs he did the Puritans, said Roger.\\nUncle Tom nodded and proceeded So when he found that a Penn\\nhad a hand in that miserable affair, he jumped to the conclusion that it was\\nWilliam the Quaker-, whereas investigation proves it was quite another man.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\nlOI\\nI m glad of that, said Christine.\\nI think it was real mean of Macaulay, said Marian.\\nPenn made, as I have told you, several treaties with the Indians,\\n90 V. 5i SV\\nMAP SHOWING INDIAN TRIBES FIRST KNOWN TO THE COLONISTS.\\nUncle Tom went on. One of these, perhaps made under this very tree,\\nin 1683, granted him what was known as the Walking Purchase.\\nWhat was that? asked Roger.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "I02\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThe Indians were an odd sort of landowners and real-estate men,\\nUncle Tom replied, and under this Walking Purchase they agreed to sell\\nPenn as much land west of the Delaware River as a man could walk over in\\nthree days. So Penn and some of his friends filled their lunch-baskets and\\nset off on a sprinting match against time. But they gave it up before it\\nwas won, for they only walked about a day and a half. That satisfied\\nPenn, w^ho was forty years old and rather stout. But fifty years later, when\\nTHE WALKING PURCHASE.\\nPenn s idea of a fair bargain had died out, some of his successors thought\\nthey d finish out his walking contract, so they engaged three fast runners,\\ndivided the event into three parts, and by this means in another day and\\na half added ninety miles in a straight line to Penn s original Walking\\nPurchase, and then claimed it all.\\nAnd took the prize, I suppose, said Jack.\\nAssuredly, his uncle replied. Business was business, even when it\\ncame to outwitting Indians.\\nI m glad William Penn did n t do that, said Christine. It does n t\\nseem right.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\n103\\nNo; it was n t exactly in Penn s style, Uncle Tom declared. He tried\\nto be just and liberal in all thing s. He gave the Indians equal rights and\\nequal justice with the colonists; he gave the colonists peaceful possession\\nof their land on the fairest terms he permitted liberty of conscience as no\\nother colony had done, only stipulating\\nthat his colonists should believe in one\\nGod and obey the laws. Pennsylvania,\\nindeed, was the only colony in the\\nworld which gave religious freedom to\\nall alike Jew as well as Gentile.\\nThe Jews, however, were not allowed\\na vote but, as one discriminating stu-\\ndent remarks, voting was esteemed a\\nprivilege and not a right. In fact,\\nWilliam Penn s Body of Laws, as he\\ncalled the regulations which he made\\nfor his colonists, are well worth your\\nreading and they are by no means\\ndry reading, either.\\nDid he settle here in Philadelphia\\nriofht off? asked Marian.\\nHe never really did settle in Phil-\\nadelphia himself, or in Pennsylvania,\\neither, my dear, her uncle replied.\\nThe settlement of Pennsylvania was\\ndue to him, but he only visited the colony twice, staying here two years\\neach time. In 1868 the old slate-roofed house in which he lived, at what is\\nto-day the corner of Second Street and Norris Alley, was torn down, and\\nthe house he built for his daughter Letitia has been removed to Fairmount\\nPark. He had, too, in Bucks County, four miles above Bristol, what was\\ncalled his country house. But all his interests lay, as all his life was spent,\\nin England, and his labors in behalf of the colony he founded in America\\nwere neither satisfactory nor remunerative. I am day and night spending\\nmy life, my time, my money, and am not a sixpence enriched by this great-\\nness, he wrote home to England; and then he added: Had I sought\\ngreatness, I had stayed at home.\\nBut do you really count William Penn a great man, I ncle Tom?\\nBert asked.\\nSo great, in many ways, that America has not yet properly appre-\\nciated the influence he was in his day and for all time, Uncle Tom replied.\\nWILLIAM PENN.\\nTaken at fifty-two years ot age.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "I04\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE SLATE-ROOF HOUSE, BUILT 1685.\\n\\\\Hovic of Samuel Carpenter.\\\\\\nWILLIAM PENN S HOUSE IN PHILADELPHIA.\\nHe was the first practical promoter of tolerance, independence, and equal\\nrights. He was the first to propose a union of all the American colonies.\\nHe first suggested and tried to establish the Court of Arbitration and In-\\nternational Peace, that even the recent Peace Congress at The Hague has\\nfound it hard to pledge the world to. A hater of slavery, and the first\\nnation-builder to seek to unite all men against it, William Penn was at once\\nphilanthropist, philosopher, and practical man of affairs. Brave as a lion,\\ngentle as a lamb, rebuking certain of his own following for foolish fanaticism,\\nand yet loyal to his beliefs and principles through life, William Penn stands\\nside by side with John Winthrop as a maker of America.\\nThen that monument up there by the factory wall is right, I suppose,\\nsaid Bert, when it says Pennsylvania founded by deeds of peace.\\nIt certainly is, Uncle Tom replied. The very first people to take up\\nPenn s offer of his broad Pennsylvania acres at forty shillings a hundred\\nFor a hundred acres? Whew cried Roger, thinking of the present\\nvalue of the land about them.\\nCheap as dirt that was really, was n t it? said Jack.\\nYes, assented Marian but if you could buy it by just walking over\\nit, you could afford to sell it cheap, I suppose.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK IO5\\nNo, no, her uncle corrected; that was simply for measurement,.\\nMarian. The Indians agreed to sell as much as a man could walk across in\\nthree days. Penn settled for it all honorably with the red men, though, of\\ncourse, at bargain prices. He had fifty thousand square miles of territory\\ngranted him, so you see he could afford to sell his land cheap. He offered\\nit to all Europe as purchasers. He was a famous man throughout Europe\\neven then for he was widely known as a reformer, and his scheme for an\\nopen door to all people and to all religions was quickly taken up by those\\nwho had suffered persecution for opinion s sake. As I was about to say, the\\nvery first persons to avail themselves of his liberal offer of land at forty shil-\\nlings a hundred acres (with a nominal rent to him as owner and proprietor\\nof one shilling a hundred) were the Mennonites from Germany, lovers of\\npeace, opposed to war, office-holding, and legal oaths.\\nHuh cried Jack. They would n t be much good nowadays, would\\nthey? Any descendants living. Uncle Tom\\nHundreds and thousands, my boy, his uncle replied; and a good\\nstock of Americans they have developed, in spite of their odd views, I can\\ntell you. They and the Pietists, the Dunkards, the Moravian Brethren, the\\nRidge Hermits, and Quakers of all degrees held opposition to war and the\\ndoctrine of non-resistance as the cardinal point of belief or the practice of it.\\nSo, you see, Pennsylvania really was founded by men of peace and deeds\\nof peace.\\nI should call them religious cranks, said Jack, bluntly.\\nWell, some of them were, no doubt, Uncle Tom replied. In all\\nreligious movements the fanatic, or crank, as you call him, is always con-\\nspicuous. William Penn found that out speedily, and to his cost. For, be-\\nsides disputes with Lord Baltimore s colonists over rights to land and divid-\\ning-lines, Penn had to face the cranks and crooks and charges of his own\\ncolonists, even of his own religious following. He had rascally agents and\\ngood-for-nothing sons, and before he died he had been forced to give up\\nhis proprietary rights to the King of England, and his descendants were\\nbought off by a pension. He had really spent his life and his wealth upon\\nhis colony, but he had founded a State which was to become one of the\\ngreatest, the strongest, and the proudest in the future sisterhood of States,\\nthe home of freemen, of statesmen, and of heroes, of such men as Robert\\nMorris and Benjamin Franklin and Stephen Girard and Thaddeus Stevens,\\nand of that strong and sturdy German-American stock known as Pennsyl-\\nvania Dutch, which, coming here with the good Pastorius, Whittier s Penn-\\nsylvania Pilgrim, became in time the bone and sinew, the strength and\\nsupport, of the great industrial commonwealth of Pennsylvania.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "I06 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nI know that poem of Whittier s, Uncle Tom, Christine observed. I\\ncan almost see the pictures it gives, as you tell of peaceful Pennsylvania\\nhere beside the Delaware. Don t you remember that part? this is for you,\\ntoo, Roger and Christine s gentle voice almost gave the spirit of peace to\\nthe Quaker poet s lines:\\nWho knows what goadings in their sterner way\\nO er jagged ice, reheved by granite gray.\\nBlew round the men of Massachusetts Bay\\nWhat hate of heresy the east wind woke\\nWhat hints of pitiless power and terror spoke\\nIn waves that on their iron coast-line broke\\nBe it as it may within the Land of Penn\\nThe sectary yielded to the citizen,\\nAnd peaceful dwelt the many-creeded men.\\nPeace brooded over all. No trumpet stung\\nThe air to madness, and no steeple flung\\nAlarums down from bells at midnight rung.\\nThe land slept well. The Indian from his face\\nWashed all his war-paint off, and in the place\\nOf battle-marches sped the peaceful chase,\\nOr wrought for wages at the white man s side,\\nGiving to kindness what his native pride\\nAnd lazy freedom to all else denied.\\nWell, that s peaceful enough, said Marian.\\nAnd stupid enough, too, the critical and hustling Jack declared.\\nAll things unite for good, my dears, Uncle Tom reminded them.\\nPeace and war, creed and conscience, sternness and softness, the warrior\\nand the reformer, have alike played their part in our nation-making, and\\nto-day, as Whittier says in the same poem,\\nLo the fullness of the time has come,\\nAnd over all the exile s Western home\\nFrom sea to sea the flowers of freedom bloom.\\nBut it was n t just here that Pastorius brought his people, was it?\\nqueried Bert.\\nNo; they founded Germantown hence the name, Uncle Tom re-\\nplied. I move we go up that way and investigate.\\nThey did so and they did more. F or, after once more going up and\\ndown the mile-long main street of Germantown, where Pastorius had settled", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\n107\\nA FAMOUS PENNSYLVANIAN IN PARIS.\\nBenjamin Franklin and his grandsons in the Paris streets.\\nhis peace-loving weavers of Crefeld in 1683, and where, a hundred years\\nlater, had raged, up and down, the furious battle in the fog while Washing-\\nton had stood in command upon one of the old-time fronts, they traced\\nout all the colonial landmarks in Philadelphia and, from the Old Swede\\nChurch near the river, with the foreign-churchyard atmosphere, to the\\nLetitia Penn house in Fairmount Park, the first brick house built in\\nPhiladelphia, they studied the early story of the Quaker City, even to the old\\nmansions left as reminders of Hugh Wynne s warlike day.\\nThey saw, too, all the pleasant suburbs, new and old, of what had\\nbecome, at the time of the American Revolution, the first city of America,\\nlaid out in checker-board pattern, with its open squares, poplar-lined streets,\\nplain-looking houses and plainer churches, green orchards and gardens,", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "io8\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nFROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY WILLIAM\\nTHE HOUSE WHICH PENN BUILT FOR HIS DAUGHTER.\\nNow in Fairmount Park, Philadelphia.\\npaved crossings, police, firemen, street-cleaners, and street-lamps all these\\nlatter the result, as they remembered, of Franklin s practical, energetic brain.\\nGermantown and Bethlehem, Reading and Lancaster, York and Bristol,\\nwere, so Uncle Tom told them, the other growing towns of the province.\\nIn and round about them was lived the staid, simple, comfortable, but, as\\nJack decided, deadly stupid life of colony days; while in the scattered\\nfarmsteads and the rougher and lonelier frontier homes of the western bor-\\nder were gradually developing, from the sturdy, thrifty, almost patriarchal\\nfarmers and pioneers, the substantial, permanent, and democratic freeholders\\nwho became, in time, the makers and defenders of the commonwealth of\\nPennsylvania.\\nThen they moved up the Delaware and invaded the colony of the Jer-\\nseys, with the ocean to the east, the hills to the west, and wide rivers cutting\\nit into fertile fields and forests.\\nNew Jersey, so Uncle Tom informed them, as from the top of the\\nbeautiful battle memorial in Trenton they once again overlooked the pleas-\\nant capital of the Garden State, has a somewhat mixed colonial history.\\nIts beo innino-s were alike Dutch, Swedish, Cavalier, and Quaker. But nei-\\nther Dutchman nor Swede can be called the real colonizers, and the", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK IO9\\npractical beginnings of New Jersey may rightfully date from that August\\nday in 1664 when Philip Carteret, first governor for the English Lords\\nProprietors, rounded Sandy Hook, tacked through the Narrows, sailed across\\nthe Kill van Kull, and, dropping anchor in Newark Bay, went ashore with\\nhis hoe on his shoulder, like any other farmer, he said, and turned up the\\nsoil for the first New Jersey city, to which he gave the name of his wife\\nElizabeth.\\nThat s nice, is n t it said Marian. I like that Philip Carteret.\\nWhich was more than the Jerseyites did, my dear, said her uncle.\\nFor as the towns in the province sprang up, and more and more colonists\\ncame to Elizabethtown and Woodbridge, Piscataway and Bergen and New-\\nark, they began to find fault with Governor Carteret s ways and methods,\\nand gave him so much trouble that at last they met in Assembly, practically\\nput him out of office, and elected his nephew governor.\\nSeems to me, in every colony we ve struck, there was just such trouble\\nbetween the colonists and their governor, said Jack.\\nAlmost without exception, his uncle replied. Even Oglethorpe and\\nPenn did not escape while such governors as Berkeley and Andros were\\nin the hottest kind of hot water. Colonizers in every land and of every\\ntime are generally those who are dissatisfied at home, and when they come\\ninto a new country the dissatisfaction does not disappear. If they are to\\nplow and plant and reap, if they are to build and develop and establish\\nthings, they always wish a voice in the developing and establishing. This is\\nthe story of colonization troubles, from Nat Bacon s Rebellion in Virginia to\\nJameson s Raid in South Africa. It was the story in the Jerseys, too, where,\\nthough things began peacefully enough, they ended in the open and armed\\nprotests of the American Revolution, and, even in the early days of the Earl-\\ndom of Plowden, swept that noble proprietor s claim to the Jerseys into\\noblivion and forgetfulness almost before it was established.\\nWhat was that. Uncle Tom? asked Bert. I never heard of it.\\nNo; it is a forgotten chapter in our colonial history, his uncle replied.\\nIt seems that in 1632 a certain Catholic gentleman of England, Sir Ed-\\nmund Plowden, wishing to equal the Carterets and Baltimores in impor-\\ntance, obtained from King Charles I a grant of land in America which\\npractically embraced all of New Jersey, parts of Maryland, Delaware, and\\nPennsylvania, all the coast from Cape May to Sandy Hook, and all of Long\\nIsland\\nTidy little bit of land, that, commented Jack.\\nGood gracious exclaimed Roger. How many times was that same\\nland granted to different people", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "no THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nKings had a great habit of forgetting in those days, I guess, said\\nJack.\\nDid Plowden ever occupy it asked Bert.\\nHe called the land New Albion, and himself Earl Palatine, Lord Pro-\\nprietor, and Governor- General, Uncle Tom replied. Plowden came over\\nto visit and inspect his earldom in 1642. But he was a lord proprietor with\\nscarcely a penny. He got into trouble over ownership with the Swedes of\\nDelaware, who claimed the land, and with the Dutchmen of New York, who\\nalso claimed it. He was always hard up, and rich only in promises. So,\\nreturning to England, he tried, in 1648, to induce colonists to settle New\\nAlbion and help to make his title good. But with so many grants and so\\nmuch risk, English colonists had no great desire to try a settlement in the\\nJerseys, or New Albion, as he called it, where they could not tell what might\\nhappen. So the land remained unoccupied by Englishmen until the day of\\nPhilip Carteret and his hoe. Sir Edmund Plowden left his shadowy title\\nand his yet more shadowy grant to his heirs as a legacy but they never\\nhad spunk enough to champion or defend the claim, and New Albion, as I\\ntold you, dropped out of existence even before it existed. It is quite an\\ninteresting episode, however, in colonial history this grant with a title and\\na list of privileges longer than its life, and this onsartin claim to a vast\\nterritory, believed in but never defended by the heirs of Sir Edmund Plowden\\nuntil the American Revolution brought it to a sharp and sudden ending.\\nThey visited and studied many points of colonial interest in the Jer-\\nseys. Uncle Tom explained that the quarrel over rights and boundaries\\nand possessions between rival proprietors led them to divide the land, in\\n1676, into two parts by a line running southwest and northeast, so that the\\ncolony became known as East and West Jersey. Hence, even at the time\\nof the Revolution, he said, the province was known as the Jerseys in the\\ndetails of Washington s campaigns.\\nThe population at that time, said Uncle Tom, was largely English\\nin stock and speech a rustical people, one of the colonial governors\\ncalled them. Their towns were small and country-like their farms were un-\\nfenced and unscientific. A cow and a side-saddle were the best wedding\\noutfit a Jersey country girl would receive from her father at her marriage.\\nGracious cried Marian. What did he expect her to do Saddle\\nthe cow and ride to her own wedding\\nGive it up, said Uncle Tom. I suppose her husband was expected\\nat least to provide a horse to fit the saddle. The New Jersey of colonial\\ndays was a simple, hard-working, thrifty farmers community, so unostenta-\\ntious in manners that we read of one of its governors sitting on a stump in", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "FROM SHACKAMAXON TO SANDY HOOK\\nIII\\nCOLONIAL TROUBLES IN NEW JERSEY.\\nhis meadow, laying down the law and judging cases, and so loyal to the\\npowers across the sea that ruled or neglected it that one hot-headed man\\nwas prosecuted and fined simply for saying bad words about his Grace the\\nDuke of Cumberland, whom loyal Englishmen in England did not hesitate\\nto call the Butcher. But out of thrift and moderation and simplicity came,\\nin time, a sturdy independence that could stand beside Connecticut and Vir-\\nginia in backing up the rebellious spirit of Massachusetts in i 768, and could\\ngive to the new republic such patriots and heroes as the Livingstons of\\nLiberty Hall, the Stocktons of Princeton, signers, soldiers, and sailors,\\nWitherspoon, the college president who taught his students the worth of\\nfreedom, and Dayton and Paterson and Brearly, who, with another Livingston,\\nput their names to the great and glorious Constitution.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "i Hi\\nTHE FIRST MINUET.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER VIII\\nIN KNICKERBOCKER LAND\\nWho Discovered the Hudson Spanish Tracks and Trade-marks T/ie\\nFirst Apartment- honses^ Colonial New York The Purposes\\nof Emigration Stuyvesatit and the Knickerbockers Through the\\nProvince.\\nHEY stood close up against the zigzag gate that\\nguards the rounded jumping-off place of the ferry-\\nboat.\\nFine river, is n t it! exclaimed Roger, as he\\nlooked down to the Statue of Liberty and up toward\\nthe misty outlines of the Palisades. Who discovered\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0^^rJh^PlI^^b Uncle Tom? Not the Spaniards this time,\\nmj6iC_T\u00c2\u00b0i !t^1 eh?\\nThe great city, with its high-aspiring sky-line, stretched before them, rest-\\nless, vast, and American. And southward to the sea swept, as it had swept for\\nages, unchecked, unbridled, and uncurbed, the mighty river that in song and\\nstory, in fact and fiction, in history, adventure, traffic, war, and peace, out-\\nclasses every other river in broad and busy America the Hudson.\\nWhat de Rivier van den Voorst Mauritius? said Uncle Tom,\\nnonchalantly enough, but with a twinkle in his eye.\\nThe what? cried Marian.\\nWhy, the Great River of Prince Maurice the River of the Mountains\\nthe Rivier of the Iroquois in other words, this very North or Hudson\\nRiver which we are now crossing. It is a much benamed stream, boys and\\ngirls, and from the day when England claimed it because Sebastian Cabot\\nhappened to be once in this latitude (though out of sight of land) to the\\nday when that same England lowered its flag on yonder Battery and yielded\\nall claim of ownership and dominion to the victorious American republic,", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "114\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nKiEtjw Amsterdam;,\\naft d^/nniJUiBbattaiis\\nTHE SKY-LINE OF NEW YORK IN 1650.\\nthe colonial story of this splendid stream was as varied as it was stirring, and\\nas attractive as it was romantic. In fact, no river of America better merits\\nthe hackneyed adjective storied than does the Hudson.\\nAnd who after the Indians, of course really first saw the storied\\nriver, Uncle Tom? Roger inquired.\\nThe claims are as numerous as the names given it, Uncle Tom replied.\\nLet me see we won t count the Norsemen, the Arabs, or the Welsh;\\nwe 11 give the go-by to John and Sebastian Cabot, to the Spanish succes-\\nsors of Columbus who, it is claimed, left their traces in the valley of the\\nMohawk and of the upper Hudson\\nHow could they, Uncle Tom? demanded Roger, while Jack repeated\\nhis stereotyped declaration that those Spaniards were the most persistently\\nprevious people that ever were.\\nThere s the proof of their presence dead ahead, Roger, Uncle Tom\\nanswered, pointing to the great city toward whose ferry-slips their boat was\\nforging. For there are certain philological scholars who claim Manhattan\\nto be a word of Spanish origin, indicating early association, in quite the\\nregular discoverer s fashion, between the white man and the red, in this way\\nManhattan, Manhates, Monatoes, Monados; and monados is a Spanish word\\nsignifying the place of drunken men.\\nOh, come, now I don t believe that Why, how perfectly horrid!\\nprotested Jack and Marian, like loyal and highly indignant New-Yorkers;\\nwhile even Bert, who had great faith in philology, pushed back his hat and\\nshook his head dubiously, and Roger from Boston almost fell across the\\nferry-gate in doubling-up laughter.\\nOf course, I only give you these stories for what they are worth, said\\nUncle Tom, in the midst of the protests. I don t pretend to stamp them as\\ntrue or false myself, any more than I could assert the truth of the legend of\\nthe Pompey stone, which claims to locate Spanish explorers in central New\\nYork less than thirty years after Columbus discovered America.\\nWhat was that? What about the Pompey stone. Uncle Tom?\\n(jueried Bert.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND\\n115\\nTHE SKY-LINE OF NEW YORK TO-DAY.\\nIt was a simple slab, presumably the headstone to an ancient grave,\\nthat was unearthed a few years ago near the town of Pompey in central New\\nYork. Upon it there was a nearly obliterated inscription in abbreviated old\\nSpanish, which was translated and expanded to mean: In the year of our\\nLord 1520, in the sixth month, died here, in the hope of immortality, our\\ncomrade Leo, of the city of Leon in Spain. Then, too, the Indian name\\nfor the section about Albany can be traced back to a Spanish root and made\\nto mean the place of the trader so you see, even though I cannot sub-\\nstantiate these claims, we may at least\\ngive them the benefit of the doubt, and\\nadmit that here, as at other points on\\nthe Atlantic coast, the Spaniards may\\nhave been the first comers.\\nThe boat bumped into the ferry-slip,\\nand the travelers were soon gathered\\nin Jack s hospitable home, detailing\\ntheir adventures and investigations to\\nsuch of the interested fathers and\\nmothers as gathered there to meet\\nthem.\\nBut New York itself proved so ex-\\ncellent a field forcolonial study that they\\nspent the next week with semi-occa-\\nsional side-trips for other purposes than\\ncramming in colonial object-lessons,\\nas Roger called their quest of the ancient\\nin hunting up old landmarks, or their\\nsites, in the great city and its environs.\\nOf actual landmarks they discovered but few. No. 39 Broadway, they\\nfound, singularly enough, to be the offices of a Dutch steamship company.\\nFor upon that very spot, so Uncle Tom informed them, Captain Adrian\\nBlock in 1 61 3 built the first apartment-houses in New York city, four small\\nDUTCH HOUSE, ALBANY.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "ii6\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nFROM VALENTINE S MANUAL\\nANCIENT VIEW OF THE PRESENT JUNCTION OF PEARL\\nAND CHATHAM STREETS, NEW YORK.\\nA, Catiemuts Hill.\\nB, The Fresh Water.\\nC, The Fresh-water Bridge.\\nD, The Jews Burying-ground.\\nE, Rutgers Farm-house.\\nF, The Bowery Road.\\nG, The Road to the Ferry (present\\nPearl Street).\\nH, Road to the City.\\nI, Road to Rolck Pond.\\nJ, The City Commons.\\nK, Walpherti Meadow.\\nhouses, half cabins, half wigwams, in which to shelter his shipwrecked sail-\\nors, and to trade with the Indians, after his ship, the Tiger, had been burned\\noff Castle Garden. Down the bay they could discern the dim outlines of\\nthe hills of Navesink, off which Hudson first dropped anchor in 1609, ere\\nhe entered the famous river, which he explored as far as Castle Island, just\\nbelow Albany.\\nUncle Tom also traced or paced with his young people the actual original\\noutlines of the little town that had risen so slowly from the rocky point of the\\nbeautiful wooded island where two rivers grandly met, and which in 1626 the\\nHeer Director Kieft bought from its Indian owners for twenty-four dollars.\\nThe shore-line, you can see as we go over the ground, was not at all\\nlike the present frontage, Uncle Tom explained. Almost all the water-\\nfront is reclaimed or made land. Water, South, and Front streets were all\\nflats or part of the East River, while Nos. 71 and ]i Pearl Street, where the\\nfirst city hall, or Stadt Huys, stood, was actually on the beach, or the Strand,\\nas the Englishmen called it. Broad Street was a ditch or little inlet up which\\nthe market-boats poled, and on the bridge across it the merchants first met\\nin their open-air exchange, almost upon the site of the present splendid Stock\\nExchange. Up and down Wall Street stretched a fence to keep the cattle", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND\\n117\\nTOWJVE OF\\nfrom straying out into the wilderness, and that Hne of fence became\\npalisaded wall to protect the town from Indian foray hence Wall\\nIn fact, for many years it was the\\nupper limit of the town, and the\\nwall itself was not taken down\\nuntil about 1690.\\nAs they walked the thronged\\nand busy streets that crook and\\nstretch along the section between\\nWall Street and the Battery, Uncle\\nTom pointed out the site of many\\nimportant happenings, from Stuy-\\nvesant s day and Leisler s time,\\nwhen the colony passed its stress\\nof beginnings, to that historic 30th\\nof April, 1 789, when, from the bal-\\ncony of Federal Hall, on the spot\\nwhere his grand statue now stands,\\nWashinorton took the oath of in-\\nauguration as first President of\\nlater a\\nStreet.\\n5ft\\nivi|v\\nOLD MAP OF NEW YORK.\\nShowing the wall (now Wall Street) as the upper boundary. Pro-\\nposals for the construction of this wall were issued in March,\\n1653, and from the rough drawing attached to the proposals\\nthe accompanying plan has been made. The wall was\\noriginally built by the Dutch as a means of defense\\nagainst their New England neighbors.\\nthe United States, and the colony of\\nNew York became forever a sovereign\\nState in the great republic.\\nThis old town has seen many\\nchanges and a marvelous growth,\\nUncle Tom said, as, gathered once more in the pleasant library of Jack s home,\\nthey had the summing up of New York s colonial story. Captain John\\nSmith is credited with having told Henry Hudson about the trading pos-\\nsibilities of the Hudson River, and as it was a desire for profitable trade even\\nmore than religious freedom that sent explorers and colonists over the seas\\nPLAN OF THE ORIGINAL WALL\\nWALL STREET.\\nON", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "ii8\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nAll of them, do you mean, or just New-Yorkers? inquired Roger.\\nAll of them, I imagine, irrespective of race, creed, or condition, Uncle\\nTom replied. Here was a land where money could be made from the\\nfisheries, the forests, the fur-trade, or traffic with the Indians, where homes\\nFULTON FERRY IN 1746.\\ncould be established with reasonable hope of safety and comfort in due time,\\nand where a man could worship the Lord according to his own desires\\nfor the land was certainly broad enough for all. These were the causes, in\\ntheir order, that sent Europeans over the Atlantic to the peopling of America,\\nfrom Pemaquid to St. Augustine.\\nI thought it was a chance to go to church unquestioned, declared\\nMarian, who could n t get Mrs. Hemans from her mind.\\nYou will take Mr. Parkman s word for it, I hope, even if you won t\\ntake mine, boys and girls, said Uncle Tom; and he distinctly tells you that\\nthe soldier might be a roving knight, the priest a martyr and a saint, but\\nboth alike were subserving the interests of that commerce which formed the\\nonly solid basis of the colony. It took years of a developing Americanism\\nto change commerce into conscience and peltry-getting into patriotism, and\\nas it is desire for gain that has peopled wildernesses, founded states, and pro-\\nduced nations, so, even more than in the other colonies, was eagerness for\\ntrading the chief reason for the colony, the State, and the city of New York.\\nBut I don t like that, Uncle Tom, persisted Marian; it sounds kind\\nof sordid-like and selfish.\\nI don t see it, said Jack. If a man does n t look out for No. i,\\nno one else is going to do it for him. I don t believe the kings and compa-\\nnies over the sea did much of the Golden Rule business with their American", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "I20\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\niiiMiiiii\\nJOHN BOWNE BEFORE GOVERNOR STUYVESANT.\\ncolonists, SO, of course, the colonists had to look out for No. i. Is n t that\\nSO, Uncle Tom\\nTo a certain extent you are right. Jack, Uncle Tom replied. In\\nfact, in colonization, as in other things, the truth lies in the mean between the\\ntwo extremes that were expressed by Marian and you. While trading was\\nthe main reason for emigration to America, the chance to be less shackled\\nby religious and political overlords impelled men of all European nations to\\ncome home-seeking to America. To New York, then as to-day, more than\\nto any other American port, these mingled nationalities came, and thus, even\\nin its early days, New Amsterdam and the later New York took on that\\ncosmopolitan character that the town has ever since retained.\\nAnd New Amsterdam became New York in 1664, did n t it? said\\nChristine, certain of one date at least, she declared.\\nIn 1664, yes, my dear, Uncle Tom nodded. The Dutch power petered\\nout after about fifty years of uncertain foothold and frequent misrule.\\nWhy, Uncle Tom, cried Bert, I thought the Dutch boasted of liberty\\nand toleration\\nSo they did, Bert, replied Uncle Tom, and so, in a certain sense, they\\nhad good cause for doing but the story of Dutch colonization, especially in", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND 121\\nAmerica, shows that Dutch governors served first their own interests, then\\nthose of their masters, the West India Company, and last of all those of the\\npeople, whose aspiration toward independence they always rudely smothered.\\nStuyvesant, too? queried Roger.\\nMore than all the rest, Uncle Tom declared. Stern and vigorous as\\nhe was, Stuyvesant was tyrannical in small things, as well as in important ones,\\n1\\niVl\\niZ9|\\n^^^^^^^^Bl ^^^i^H\\nHBi ^^^v^H\\n^^^^^^^^|H^ ^^^^^^^^^1\\nliM\\n^^^^^^^^^^^P ^9|H|\\njp. fl\\n^^^^^K:^ ^M?\\n1\\n^I^B^^^^^^^ .M^^ K^i^^^\\n*s j8H\\n^^..^,.,y^\\njH\\nmmjm\\nMK^.^ .s;^^^^^^^Sl^Si8\\nIH^I\\nHh|\\n1\\n1\\nPETER STUYVESANT.\\nFrom a painting from life, in the possession of the New York Historical Society.\\nand the mixed population of New York fretted under the restraints of a\\npurely business autocracy, as was the Dutch syndicate that owned them, and\\nbecame each year more desirous of freedom. So when, in 1664, a piratical\\nsort of an expedition for England and Holland were not at war that year\\ncame sailincj into the harbor and summoned the Dutch authorities to sur-\\nrender the island commonly known as Manhattan, with all the forts there-\\nunto belonging, the people of the town forced the despotic Stuyvesant to", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND 12^\\nyield. I would rather be carried out dead he burst out, in brave but\\nuseless protest, and New Amsterdam became New York.\\nThat was rough on the old Dutchman! cried Jack. Why did n t\\nhe fi^ht?\\nYou can t fight successfully if you ve got to do it all alone, said Uncle\\nTom, and Stuyvesant had no support. The people were ready for change;\\nas I said, they almost compelled him to surrender and the whole province\\nspeedily became English in rulers, in name, and in titles, even if not at once\\nin population and customs.\\nJust what was the colony then, Uncle Tom asked Roger.\\nThe outposts of the New Netherlands which might be considered as\\nmarking the limits of Dutch rule, Uncle Tom replied, were at Fort\\nOrange on the Hudson, now Albany, the Fresh River region, now Hart-\\nford in Connecticut, Zwanendael on the South or Delaware River (as we\\nsaw when at Wilmington), Pavonia, or Jersey City, Breukelen on Long\\nIsland, and the capital town on Manhattan Island, New Amsterdam, now\\nNew York. This extended region had, in Stuyvesant s day, a population\\nof eight thousand, one thousand of whom were resident on this island of\\nManhattan, in the quaint and perplexing town which was the metropolis\\nof the colony.\\nHow was it perplexing? queried Roger.\\nEven as your own Boston has always had the reputation of being,\\nRoger, Uncle Tom replied crooked as a ram s horn.\\nWell, that s certainly more picturesque than the checker-board pattern\\nin which you told us William Penn marked out Philadelphia, Roger declared,\\nwith a new and kindred affection for old New York.\\nThe land of the Knickerbockers is indeed a picturesque portion of our\\ncommon country, alike in situation, history, atmosphere, and development,\\nbegan Uncle Tom, when Marian broke in upon him with a query.\\nOh, Uncle Tom! why Knickerbockers? she said. Did n t Irving\\ninvent the name for us\\nI m afraid he did. my dear, Uncle Tom replied. I have never been\\nable to hunt down the word beyond Irving s delightful tomfoolery, which too\\nmany Americans willingly accept as truth.\\nWhy what do you mean, Uncle Tom Christine demanded. Is n t\\nIrving s Knickerbocker truly true history\\nHumor and satire are too apt to be taken as sober fact, my dear,\\nwhen told with such apparent truthfulness as was Knickerbocker s History\\nof New York, Uncle Tom replied. What Mr. Roberts terms Trving s\\nhistorical opera bouffe has, as he further declares, taken its place in our", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "124\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nliterature, and colored the estimates of events in colonial New York. This\\nis unfortunate for colonial New York had a mighty influence upon the fu-\\nture of these United States. Indeed, I am so sure of this that I tell you with\\nOSWEGO IN 1760.\\nall the emphasis of which I am capable that the corner-stone of the American\\nrepublic rests largely upon the strong supporting soil of Dutch liberty, Dutch\\ntoleration, and Dutch integrity.\\nCarry the news to Plymouth, my boy, cried Jack, clapping Roger\\nupon the shoulder.\\nThe news was carried to Plymouth long before your day, Jack, Uncle\\nTom declared. For it was through Holland, you know, that the Pilgrims\\ncame to Plymouth. But there, why need we be exclusive Every element\\nthat entered into the European exodus to America, from redemptioner to\\nreformer, from galley-slave to governor, from Spanish freebooter to English\\nPuritan, Scotch Covenanter, French Huguenot, Palatinate German, perse-\\ncuted papist, and political prisoner, had its share in the compounding and\\nfinishing of the imperial republic that is to-day the wonder and admiration\\nof the world. That all things work together for good has been amply\\nproved in the history of these United States, where things have certainly\\nbeen worked together more than in any other land.\\nBert, meanwhile, had taken a book from one of the library shelves and\\nconsulted it closely.\\nHere it is! he said. I thought I d find it in Townsend s U. S.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND\\n125\\nUncle Tom was right you can t go back of Irving for the Knickerbockers.\\nThe word is a composite, so this book says, and really has no translatable\\nmeaning, but was introduced as a word coined by Washington Irving for\\nhis character of Diedrich Knickerbocker.\\nWell, it suits the place, said Roger, for, as you say, New York is\\ncosmopolitan, and, I suppose, hard to be translated.\\nJack looked closely at his Boston friend to see if any double meaning\\nlurked beneath his words. But he gave it up at last, and simply said, in\\nthe way of query, But New York is n t all Dutch and Knickerbocker, is it.\\nUncle Tom\\nWell, it was largely Dutch and English in its beginnings, his uncle\\nreplied, although the elements became, at last, as mixed throughout the col-\\nony as in the city of New York. There were really, besides New Amsterdam,\\nbut two Dutch towns (as the English called them) of any importance. These\\nwere Sopus, some eight or nine miles below what is now the city of Kings-\\nton, and Albany.\\nBoth Hudson River towns, was Bert s comment.\\nYes, said his uncle; the Hudson River was the main artery of com-\\nmunication between the fur-traders of the north and the growing commer-\\ncial town at its mouth. Indeed, the outlying posts they were scarcely\\nvillages were merely Indian trading-places, such as were scattered west-\\nward from Schenectady to Oswego; and not until the three thousand German\\nrefugees, flying oversea\\nfrom the terrors of Eu-\\nrope s Thirty Years\\nWar, settled first along\\nthe middle Hudson and\\nthen in the Mohawk val-\\nley, did the development\\nof that fair and fertile\\nsection really begin.\\nMust have been a\\nslow sort of a life in those\\ndays, declared Jack,\\nwho liked, as he said, to\\nsee things hum.\\nSlow Well, Master Jack, I m inclined to think you might have pro-\\nnounced it too wearing if you had been a Knickerbocker boy of colonial\\nNew York, Uncle Tom replied. Why, I remember coming across a\\nstatement by one of the English governors of this province about 1770, I\\nA FAMILY COACH OF COLONIAL DAYS.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "126 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthink which declared that throughout the colony every house swarms with\\nchildren, who are set to work as soon as they are able to spin and card and\\neven in those early days the industries of New York were already struggling\\nout of hard conditions into something like success. They were making glass\\nand working iron along the Hudson pearlash and potash, too, with brick-\\nmakine and hat-makine; there were salt-works on Coney Island, woolen-\\nmanufacturing among the Germans of the Mohawk, while, as early as 1750,\\nNew York had over one hundred and fifty ships in the carrying trade, and\\nwas already forcing its way to the head as the commercial metropolis of\\nAmerica.\\nThat s good, said Jack. Glad I didn t have to spin and card,\\nthough.\\nI guess the folks who wanted things spun would have been glad, too.\\nJack Dunlap, was Marian s comment, evidently out of an intimate acquain-\\ntance with Jack s qualifications as a steady worker. But, Uncle Tom,\\nwas n t the colony full of those dear old-fashioned farm-houses, with the cute\\nhalf- doors and all that\\nOh, yes, my dear, her uncle replied. The Dutch characteristics,\\nDutch architecture, and Dutch ways prevailed in the province far into the\\nEnglish occupation indeed, until the new rush of immigration after the\\nRevolution changed the complexion of the colony. The Phillipse manor-\\nhouse at Yonkers, the Washington headquarters at Newburg, the old Van\\nRensselaer house at Greenbush, still stand as types of those early days.\\nAnd you remember, don t you, our visit to the old house up the Hudson,\\nfrom which your mother s folks came, and which is crowded with colonial\\nand Revolutionary memories?\\nThat s what made me ask, said Marian. I think it must have been\\na delightful place to live in when it was at its best.\\nVery picturesque to look at, with its sloping roof, wide half-door, ample\\nchimneys, quaint tiled mantelpiece, and cavernous fireplace but modern\\nimprovements are best for modern boys and girls, I think.\\nEvery time declared Jack, evidently still thinking of the spinning and\\ncarding. And I tell you what, Uncle Tom, I d rather be Admiral Dewey\\nthan Governor Stuyvesant, and run an automobile than a Dutch windmill.\\nThey all laughed at that, of course, as they always did at Jack s decisions.\\nBut when, later, they had sailed the Hudson to Albany, steeping them-\\nselves once again in the legends and lore of that historic river when they\\nhad crossed Lake George, shrined in colonial romance, and at Ticonderoga\\nhad seen where a potent factor in colonial history had place when Champlain\\nand his Frenchmen fought the Iroquois, who, because of their insatiable", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "SHOPPING IN COLONY TIMES.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "128\\nTHE CExXTURV BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nVAN RENSSELAER MANOR-HOUSE AT GREENBUSH, N. Y.\\nrevenges, saved all New York from becoming a French colony when they\\nhad stood divided between interest in the powers of electricity and the\\nromance of colonization in old Schenectady, and had seen many a historic\\nlandmark or relic of those earliest times of stress and struggle, they decided\\nthat, after all, much as they preferred being the heirs of the ages, the\\ncolonial age in New Amsterdam and New York had made Americans who,\\nas Uncle Tom declared, schooled by hard experience and ceaseless labor\\ninto a spirit of independency, gradually developed the manhood to assert\\nand the determination to rule, which alike led to revolt aoainst a selfish\\nand grasping despotism, and made finally the successful experiment of self-\\ngovernment and popular sovereignty.\\nMeaning the American Revolution, I suppose, said Bert.\\nJust that, his uncle answered. For the patriots of New York were\\neventually the people descendants of the Dutchman, the Huguenot, the\\nScotchman, the German, the Irishman, the English Roundhead, and the\\nNew England dissenter the very men who, longing for a larger freedom\\nof opportunity, peopled this broad colony of New York and left to their sons\\na heritage of hope. It was those very sons who, fighting with one spirit\\nfor a common cause, won at Saratoga the battle of the husbandmen, as it", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "IN KNICKERBOCKER LAND\\n129\\nhas been called, and made possible the success of the American Revolution\\nand the present glory of the republic. So all honor to the colonists of New\\nYork, say I\\nSo say we all of us sang Jack, swinging his cap, while the others\\njoined in the appreciative chorus.\\nIN MODERN NEW YORK.\\nMadison Square, from in front of the Fifth Avenue Hotel.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "f tnikhc. ,Ser u\u00c2\u00bb Co., \u00c2\u00a3i,|\\nCAPE COD THE FIST OF MASSACHUSETTS.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER IX\\nIN THE OLD COLONY\\nOn the Fist of Massachusetts The Real Landing of the Pilgrims The\\nCompact Tablet at Proviiicetown Why They were Pilgrims The\\nFirst Civil Government in A merica Over the Bay to Plymouth\\nThe Faith Monument The Pilgrims Story on Pilgrim Land.\\nYOU know where iinwoodecl Wood End curves\\naround into Long Point, and one finger-tip pokes\\nout from the doubled fist of Massachusetts where\\nblue water, white-capped and restless in the\\nsouthwest wind, calms Itself in the comparative\\nsmoothness of that remarkable and almost circular\\nharbor of Provincetown that odd, old city of the\\nwhalers and fisherfolk thrown like a long-stretched\\npr?^:- ribbon at the foot of the green-crested sand-hills\\nthat are the very knuckles of the fist of Cape Cod\\nWell, rounding that finger-tip and into the\\nhollow of the clenched fist the Mayflower scudded\\nfor shelter one November day of 1620 and around\\nthat same finger-tip, in a stiff southwester and a\\nstanch but creaking old steamer, Uncle Tom and his pilgrims sailed the\\ncourse of the Mayflower. From the end of the long and narrow wharf they\\nwalked up to the town, very near the identical spot, so Uncle Tom assured\\nthem, where the Pilgrim mothers went ashore for the first Monday wash-\\nday in America, and, while thus laying the foundation of home life in New\\nEngland, really, so Uncle Tom added, made at Provincetown the first land-\\ning of the Pilgrims.\\nI don t see how you can say that, said Bert, as the steamer warped\\nabout the end of the long pier. They did n t settle here.\\nPOT AND PLATTER OF MILES STANDISH, IN PILGRIM\\nHALL, PLYMOUTH.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "1^2\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPROVINCETOWN,\\nI know that, said Uncle Tom but it was largely because of the\\nPilsfrim mothers that the Pilgrim fathers landed at all on the bleak New\\nEngland coast. They were away out of their intended track, anyhow, for\\nthey had sailed across the sea to make a home either in Virginia or near the\\nHudson. But when, driven into this harbor of refuge, they determined to\\nexplore the land along Cape Cod, and, if possible, make a settlement in\\nthese parts, they were urged to that decision largely because there were\\nwomen and children on board the Mayflower. If men alone had been in the\\nMayflower expedition, they probably would have hunted up a more conge-\\nnial climate, or sailed back to England as was often the case with these\\nearly explorers. But because of the women and children, weakened and\\nwearied by the long sea voyage, they simply had to stay, and so we had on\\nthe Massachusetts sands our historic landing of the Pilgrims.\\nBut I don t see how that makes the landing of the washerwomen here\\nin Provincetown the real landing of the Pilgrims, persisted Bert, as, turning\\ninto the quaint old town from the long, narrow, wind-swept wharf, they\\nwalked its one main street.\\nBecause, don t you see, Bert, Uncle Tom explained, it was really\\nthe beginning of English domestic life in America. It made the expedition\\nof the Mayflower something more than a voyage of discovery and explora-\\ntion it was a real home-hunt and the first New England wash-day on\\nthis sandy beach really showed the determination of the women to stay and\\nsettle down. It was the introduction of family life into the new land and\\nthe new home to which they had come, and for the better protection of\\nwhich forty-one resolute men over yonder in mid-harbor, and in the cabin\\nof the Mayflower, had drawn up and signed the famous compact the first", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\nFROM THE HARBOR.\\nPHOTOGRAPMEO BY ISAAC\\nStep toward that Declaration of Independence that made the United States\\nof America.\\nHow do you make that out said Jack, What was it all about\\nThey made their way along the plank walk on Provincetown s one street\\nto where, in front of the town hall, stood the square stone tablet that com-\\nmemorates that very compact erected by the Commonwealth of Massa-\\nchusetts, as the inscription informed them.\\nThat famous compact, Uncle Tom declared, as Bert concluded his\\nreading of the inscription, was really making a virtue of necessity. The\\nPilgrims of the Mayflower\\nWho called them that first. Uncle Tom Marian inquired.\\nOne of their own company, my dear, her uncle replied a famous\\nman who wrote a famous diary.\\nWilliam Bradford was his name, was n t it. Uncle Tom? said Roger,\\nI ve seen his diary the real thing. They call it the Bradford manuscript\\nnow. It is in the library of the new State-house in Boston.\\nThat s the man and the manuscript, Uncle Tom assented, and in\\nthat, when the emigrants were ready to leave their temporary home in Hol-\\nland, Bradford declared that they were pilgrims, who looked not on the\\npleasant things about them, but lifted up their eyes to heaven, their dearest\\ncountry, and so quieted their spirits.\\nWhat had they been called before that time Christine asked.\\nSeparatists, my dear, Uncle Tom replied, because, you see, they\\nhad separated themselves from the established English Church and Puri-\\ntans because they believed that the English Church should be purified of cer-\\ntain beliefs and superstitions. But the Pilgrims, you see, were just that litde", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "134\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nlot of come-outers from England\\nHolland, and, later, a pilgrimage\\nThey came, as you know, in the\\nIn the name of God, amen.\\nWe, whose names are underwritten, the loyal\\nSUBJECTS of our DREAD SOVEREIGN LORD KING JaMES, BY THE\\nGRACE OF God OF Great Britain, France, and Ireland, king,\\ndefender of the faith, etc, having undertaken for the\\nglory of god and advancement of the christian faith\\nand the honor of our king and country, a voyage to\\nplant the first colony in the northern parts of\\nVirginia, do by these presents solemnly and mutually,\\nin the presence of god, and one another, covenant and\\ncombine ourselves together into a civil body politic,\\nfor our better ordering and preservation and\\nfurtherance of the ends aforesaid; and by virtue hereof\\ndo enact, constitute, and frame such just and equal\\nlaws, ordinances, acts, constitutions, and officers\\nfrom time to time as shall be thought most meet and\\nconvenient for the general good of the colony unto\\nwhich we promise all due submission and obedience.\\nIn WITNESS WHEREOF WE HAVE HEREUNTO SUBSCRIBED OUR\\nNAMES AT Cape Cod, the iT of November, in the year\\nOF THE REIGN OF OUR SOVEREIGN LORD KiNG JaMES OF\\nEngland, France, and Ireland, the eighteenth, and\\nOF Scotland the fifty-fourth, Anno Domini, 1620.\\nwho first made a pilgrimage for peace to\\nfor a home across the sea to America.\\nMayflower sailing after many break-\\ndowns, back-downs, and discourage-\\nments to make a settlement in what\\nwas described as the northern parts of\\nVirginia\\nNot here, then, said Jack.\\nNo, indeed, replied Uncle Tom\\nit was to be somewhere in the Vir-\\nginia Colony, north of the Jamestown\\nsettlement not too near, because of\\nreligious differences, nor too far off,\\nbecause of possible need for help in\\ndefense. They doubtless had in view\\nsome section of that far-reaching and\\nfertile region lost and won by other\\nsettlers whose story we learned in con-\\nnection with the strife over Plowden s\\nPatent.\\nWhat did they come here for,\\nthen demanded Jack, looking up the\\ncross-streets to the high sand-hills that\\nrampart sea-bordering Provincetown,\\nand involuntarily contrasting the sand-\\nswept waste with the fertile fields of\\nMaryland, Delaware, and Pennsylvania.\\nHobson s choice, dear boy, replied his uncle. It was the only place\\nthey found to land, and here they landed. Storm-tossed and wind-driven,\\nthe crazy, strained, and creaking Mayflower, which\\nwould have foundered in mid-ocean if it had not\\nbeen held together by a big Dutch screw (which\\none of the passengers had brought along, like Mrs.\\nToodles in the play, because it might be handy\\nto have in the house struck Cape Cod instead\\nof the capes of Virginia, and would go no farther.\\nHad they a right to land here? queried\\nconflicting grants and charters of those old days\\nclaims.\\nNo, they had not, really, Uncle Tom replied; but the ship s captain\\nMr. John Carver\\nWilliam Bradford\\nMr. Edward Winslow\\nMr. William Brewster\\nMr. Isaac Allerton\\nCapt. Miles Standish\\nJohn Alden\\nMr. Samuel Fuller\\nMr. Christopher Martin\\nMr. William Mullins\\nMr. William White\\nMr. Richard Warren\\nJohn Rowland\\nMr. Stephen Hopkins\\nEdward Tilly\\nJohn Tilly\\nFrancis Cooke\\nThomas Rogers\\nThomas Tinker\\nJohn Ridgdale\\nEdward Fuller\\nJohn Turner\\nFrancis Eaton-\\nJames Chilton\\nJohn Craokston\\nJohn Billington\\nMoses Fletcher\\nJohn Goodman\\nDegory Priest\\nThomas Williams\\nGilbert Winslow\\nEdmund Margeson\\nPeter Brown\\nRichard Britteridge\\nGeorge Soule\\nRichard Clarke\\nRichard Gardiner\\nJohn Allerton\\nThomas English\\nEdward Dotey\\nEdward Leister\\nTHE MAYFLOWER COMPACT.\\nFrom the memorial tablet at Provincetown.\\nThis memorial stone is erected by the\\nCommonwealth of Massachusetts\\nTO commemorate the Compact or\\nConstitution of Government, signed\\nby the Pilgrims, on board the\\nMayflower in Provincetown harbor,\\nNovember n ie20, old style.\\nTHE MEMORIAL TABLET\\nAT PROVINCETOWN.\\nBert, thinking of all the\\nof claims and counter-", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\n135\\nCOMMERCIAL STREET, PROVINCETOWN.\\nsimply would not go to the South. The Mayfiozvei he declared, could not\\nbe trusted for the Virginia voyage, and he would not risk the trip.\\nSo it was Cape Cod or nothing, eh? said Jack. Well, that was\\nHobson s choice for a fact.\\nWhen the captain said that, Uncle Tom continued, troubles com-\\nmenced. For, you see, the Mayflower s passengers were not all Pilgrims.\\nThe London merchants who backed up the venture for it was a business\\nventure, after all had run in a lot of men on the free list as a speculation.\\nWell, when these fellows found that, instead of being landed in Virginia, they\\nwere to be put ashore on this sand-spit, they declared their contract with the\\nLondon merchants was broken, and that as soon as they had landed they\\nwere freemen, with as much right to run things as the Pilgrim leaders them-\\nselves. They even began to plot for a mutiny to seize the ship and assume\\ncontrol.\\nThat was pleasant, said Roger,\\nHad they the right to break their agreement asked Bert.\\nTechnically, perhaps they had, Uncle Tom replied; for, you see,\\nthey were not landed where they had signed to go. But in a new country\\nor desert land, man is apt to be a law unto himself, from the children of Israel\\nto the vigilantes of San Francisco. So the leaders of the Pilgrims, men of\\nstrength, determination, and will, on the very day that the Mayflower\\nrounded Long Point, where the Jighthouse stands, and dropped anchor in\\nProvincetown harbor, gathered in the cabin, and drew up and signed", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "136\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\none of the most remarkable papers in history and this tablet commemo-\\nrates it.\\nThat was the Mayflozver compact, then, said Bert. How was it one\\nof the most remarkable of papers, Uncle Tom\\nBecause, so far as we know, that compact was the first document estab-\\nlishing civil government by the act of the people, uniting for self-protection\\nand self-government.\\nHow many people? queried Roger.\\nForty-one of the one hundred and two Pilgrims, Uncle Tom replied.\\nNot a two-thirds vote, Jack declared judicially. It was n t\\nparliamentary.\\nBut of those one hundred and two. Jack, twenty-nine were women and\\nCENTRAL WHARF, PROVINCETOWN.\\nchildren, and even Priscilla Mullens and Mary Chilton, though they might in-\\nfluence John Alden s decision, had no voice or vote in the matter, you know.\\nI don t see why, said Marian. I m sure they had as much interest\\nin what was done as he had, and you said, Uncle Tom, that the Pilgrims\\nstayed here because of the women and children.\\nYes, to protect them, not to give them a vote, cried Jack.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\n137\\nBut they had just as good a right to vote, did n t they, Uncle Tom\\npersisted Marian. Now, see here, Jack Dunlap, if\\nBut Uncle Tom lifted a protesting hand.\\nThis is a history hunt, and not a suffrage debate, young folks, he said.\\nIt was a question of right, and I don t believe a single Pilgrim mother\\nthought for an instant of demanding a seat or a vote at\\nthat cabin table. The day for such things had not yet\\narrived, and the situation was serious. So the best and\\nwisest of the leaders men like Bradford and Brewster\\nand Carver and Winslow and Miles Standish and John\\nAlden remembered the advice of their good pastor\\nRobinson, whom they had left in Holland, and decided to\\nunite in a civil government for self-protection. In the\\ncabin of the Mayflower ^^ix^ forty-one men thirty-four\\nreal Pilgrims, and seven servants or laborers, who could be\\ntrusted signed the compact which historians claim to\\nbe the first written constitution in the world. Here,\\nI slipped a copy of it into my pocket before we came\\nfrom Boston, so that you could hear it on the very spot\\nof its origin. Will you read it. Jack\\nOh, yes; do let s hear it here! exclaimed\\nChristine.\\nWhat s the matter with the other side of the\\ntablet? Roger inquired. It s all there, too. And\\nthere they found it, to be sure.\\nSo Jack, nothing loath, in the shadow of the town hall, beside the new\\nPilgrim memorial, read from the tablet in his most impressive manner that\\nfamous compact of the founders of New England.\\nAnd then the women went ashore, I suppose, and had their wash-day,\\nsaid Marian, as the reader concluded.\\nNo, not that day, Uncle Tom replied. That was Saturday. The\\nnext day, because it was Sunday, they rested another good New England\\ncustom, you see; and Monday, of course, was wash-day.\\nOf course, Roger agreed.\\nMeantime, the forty-one compacted associates, continued Uncle\\nTom, had elected John Carver governor of their colony, and as their\\nplans were changed, they set about hunting for a home.\\nHere demanded Roger. I thought they went straight to Plymouth.\\nBy no means, Roger, Uncle Tom replied. They knew nothing about\\nPlymouth. They were on the Cape wooded then, as it is not now, and\\nHIGHLAND LIGHT\\nAND NORTH TRURO.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "1^8 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nJ\\nalmost to the water s edge. So they spent the week repairing their shallop,\\nor small boat, and exploring the Cape. We 11 do the best we can to follow\\ntheir tracks hereabout.\\nThey did so, afoot and on wheels, from Race Point to Highland Light,\\nand Truro, and Pamet River. They located the anchorage of the Mayflower,\\nand the site of what Jack called the washing-bee they followed Miles\\nStandish and his sixteen explorers into the woods and over the sand-hills\\nand along the beaches they noted where they first saw Indians and found\\nIndian corn, and where Bradford was caught in an Indian deer-trap where\\nthe bended arm of the Cape faded away in the mists of the distant elbow,\\nthey marked the roundabout course over which Miles Standish and his men,\\nin the patched-up shallop, coasted Cape Cod, and, landing at Plymouth,\\ndecided that it was a place very good for situation.\\nThen, having finished Provincetown and the fist of Cape Cod, even as\\nthe wandering Pilgrims had done. Uncle Tom and his tourists had a grand\\nsail with Cap n Nickerson (they are all Nickersons down on the Cape) over\\nthe Pilgrims own course to Plymouth, and landed, as did they, very near the\\nfamous Rock, if not on it, going ashore to the comfortable and hospitable\\nhotel, which Roger, following the Pilgrim itinerary, persisted in calling the\\nCommon House. But Uncle Tom assured him that the real, original Com-\\nmon House on Leyden Street, where the poor Pilgrims first put up, after\\nthey had put it up, had little in common with the homelike hotel from which\\nthey made their explorations and pilgrimages about Plymouth, from the\\nRock to Pilgrim Hall and from the Faith Monument to Captain s Hill, above\\nthe Duxbury shore.\\nIt was in the shadow of the Faith Monument that they gathered, one day,\\nto take in the whole broad view over sea and shore that lay at their feet.\\nAnd after Jack and Marian had duly reprimanded and dispersed the group\\nof unresponsive small boys who only saw in the upraised finger of the great\\ngranite Faith a good far-away target for stones. Uncle Tom recounted\\nbriefly the well-known but variously told story of the Pilgrims of Plymouth.\\nI have told you how the Pilgrims came to Plymouth, and why, Uncle\\nTom began, but Marian interrupted him.\\nI don t intend to give up Mrs. Hemans s poem, Uncle Tom, she said.\\nFreedom to worship God sounds so grand, I think.\\nSo does\\nThe breaking waves dashed high\\nOn a stern and rock-bound coast,\\nJack declared. But where are the rocks? I ask you; and echo answers,\\nWhere?", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\n139\\nr..: \u00c2\u00bbv.i-\u00c2\u00bbK-\u00c2\u00bb ^^^^5^^^,Sii^\\nBut you need n t give them all up, Uncle Tom replied, smiling.\\nFreedom of conscience and religion did drive the Pilgrims to America, and\\nwe certainly did see enough of a cliff at Manomet to make it a rock-bound\\ncoast I only wished to assure you that this part of the Pilgrim story has\\nreceived undue importance, largely because of Mrs. Hemans s stirring lines.\\nThe Separatist emigration to Holland was indeed for freedom to worship\\nGod. The Pilgrims found there in that land of dikes and ditches the free-\\ndom they sought but they found also\\nthat they had to work so hard there that\\nsome of them declared that life in King\\nJames s prisons was preferable to this\\nsort of liberty. They found, too, that their\\nsons and dausfhters were becominor Dutch\\nby association, marriage, and occupation\\nthey feared they would become Dutch in\\nspeech and manners as well, and, next to\\nbeing good Christians, those Pilgrims de-\\nsired most to be good Englishmen. So,\\nwhen they made up their minds to come to\\nthe new land across the sea, it was to settle\\nan English colony under English laws.\\nThen that is why the compact on\\nthe tablet at Provincetown is so English\\nand loyal, said Bert.\\nBut I thought King James had\\ntreated them just horridly, said Christine.\\nHe had, my dear, Uncle Tom re-\\nplied. You remember what he said\\nwhen the Separatists would n t go to his church In my kingdom I will have\\none doctrine, one discipline, one religion, and I will make you conform, or I\\nwill harry you out of this land, or worse.\\nNice, pleasant sort of a party he was, said Jack.\\nStubborn as a Stuart, Jack, Uncle Tom replied. That stubbornness\\nfinally lost the Stuarts the crown of England, you know. Well, he did harry\\nthe Separatists out of the land. They became pilgrims, went to Holland,\\nstayed there twelve years, grew discouraged with their outlook, decided to\\nmove to Virginia, and made application to King James for permission to\\ncome to America.\\nIt s a wonder he did n t object to that, said Jack.\\nHe did object to their request for an assurance that they should not\\nCAP N NICKERSON.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "140\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nA GLIMPSE OF HOLLAND.\\nbe molested in America because of their religion, Uncle Tom replied.\\nThey 11 be trying to set up a free, popular state there, said King James,\\nand that I won t have.\\nBut they did, cried Roger, gleefully.\\nAnd their sons and grandsons got the best of Scotch Jimmie s chappies,\\ndid n t they, though exclaimed Jack, a bit irreverently.\\nThat was the logic of events and the path of progress, boys, replied\\nUncle Tom. Neither the Stuarts nor the Georges, any more than King\\nCanute the Dane, could hold back the restless tide of liberty.\\nBut why did King James say yes at last queried Marian.\\nWell, he said they d be out of England, anyway, and that was what\\nhe most desired, Uncle Tom replied and so he permitted the Englishmen\\nin Holland to become Englishmen in America, if they were willing to risk it\\nand behaved peaceably. They had not money enough for the enterprise,\\nhowever, so they got a London syndicate to back them up, and bound them-\\nselves to work the new lands in partnership with this syndicate for seven\\nyears. As you know, they had discouragements galore from the day they\\nleft Holland, and instead of reaching Virginia in the early fall with two ships\\nand plenty of material, they reached Cape Cod and Plymouth in midwinter\\nwith but one crazy, uncomfortable little vessel but they were still firm of\\npurpose, so they drew closer together in comradeship and determination, and\\nfinally landed here on the beach at Plymouth.\\nNot on the Rock, Uncle Tom Christine inquired.\\nIt is unsafe to throw doubt upon that time-honored story, Uncle Tom", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\n141\\ndeclared. It has been accepted as fact ever since old Elder Faunce, in\\nI 741, wept over the stone, an old man of ninety-five, and publicly declared\\nthat the Pilgrims landed on that very stone.\\nOh, did he? cried Marian.\\nThat ouijht to settle it, Roofer declared.\\nBut Bert had made a mathematical calculation.\\nSITE OF WATCH-HOUSE, PLYMOUTH.\\nOn Burial Hill.\\nNinety-five Then he was born in 1646, and that s twenty-six years\\nafter the Pilofrims landed. The elder was n t one of them, he said.\\nHe had the story direct from his own father, who had been shown the\\nRock by the original Pilgrims, Uncle Tom explained. The records make\\nno mention of a rock but they would n t be likely to enter quite so\\nminutely into details. We know, however, that the Mayflower lay )onder\\nin the harbor, while the men went ashore and built what they called the\\nCommon House. Then, as fast as the passengers could be assigned quar-\\nters in the Common House, the Pilgrims were rowed ashore, a family or a\\nmixed boat-load at a time, and went to housekeeping in the Common House.\\nSo, you see, the real landing at Plymouth was not all at once, nor on the\\nsame day, but through several days, and as each family or boat-load could\\nbe provided for.\\nBut could n t they land on the Rock? persisted Marian.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "142\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThey could; perhaps some of them did, Uncle Tom replied. It\\nwas the only rock on that sandy beach, and it was probably covered at\\nhigh tide but still, a boat-load now and then may have landed there.\\nThe sentimentalists of the party did n t really like this negative assur-\\nance, but the canopied Rock was there below them on the beach, and it\\nwould be accepted as the real thing, they knew, in spite of all the icono-\\nclasts, and, as Christine said, I m just going to believe it, anyhow, and\\nso she did.\\nUncle Tom told his young people the rest of the plucky but tragic story\\nof the Pilo-rims. He told them how, in the deserted plantations of the\\nIndians, who had been swept out of southeastern Massachusetts by the grip\\nor some such epidemic, the Pilgrims of\\nthe Mayjlower began to make a settle-\\nment of the fort they built for Captain\\nStandish on Burial Hill the first story a\\nmeeting-house, the second story a bat-\\ntery of six guns; of the half-dozen little\\nlog huts that went up on either side of\\nLeyden Street of the first New England\\nwinter, with pneumonia and hasty con-\\nsumption laying low the unacclimated,\\nsea-worn Pilgrims of the Mayflower of\\nthe sad but persistent endeavors of the\\nfifty-two survivors of the gradual estab-\\nlishment and slow but steady growth of\\nthe colony, until, from Plymouth Rock to\\nScituate and Taunton, the struoro-lincr Pil-\\ngrim settlement grew within a dozen years\\ninto a province of eight towns and three\\nthousand inhabitants, with outlanders running feelers of colonization\\nwestward into the Connecticut valley and northward toward Boston.\\nBut how did they fix it up so as to get permission to settle here instead\\nof in Virginia asked Bert.\\nThe compact in the cabin of the Mayflower was the first step, Uncle\\nTom replied. That made an independent but united company of them.\\nThen, when the Mayflower returned to England in April, 162 1, they sent an\\nexplanation and an application for a change of grant this was finally\\narranged by the syndicate that had originally sent them out, and the partner-\\nship with the syndicate for fishing and farming continued until 1626, when\\nthe leading men of the colony bought out the syndicate and became the\\nELDER BREWSTER S CHAIR.\\nIn Pilgrim Hall, Plymouth.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\nH3\\nPLYMOUTH ROCK.\\nfreemen of Plymouth, governing themselves under the compact signed in\\nthe Mayflower\\nAnd that is where they lived and died and grew strong, said Chris-\\ntine. Does n t it seem stranofe and sad and gflorious as we stand here and\\nthink of all that happened here between the time that the Pilgrims landed\\non the Rock the Rock, mind you. Uncle Tom and the day their descen-\\ndants put up this great monument on the hill\\nThey turned again to the towering memorial surmounted by the mighty\\nFaith, and read once more the inscription on the main pedestal\\nNational Monument to the Forefathers,\\nErected by a grateful people in remembrance of their labors,\\nsacrifices, and sufferings for the cause of civil and religious liberty.\\nHow they must have suffered and sacrificed mused Christine. And\\nyet, just think of their standing on this hilltop and watching the Mayfiozver\\nsail home to England, leaving them behind That must have been hardest\\nof all, seems to me. And yet, how brave they were How is it Longfellow\\ntells it\\nLost in the sound of the oars was the last farewell of the Pilgrims.\\nO strong hearts and true Not one went back in the Mayfloxvcr\\nNo, not one looked back, who had set his hand to this plowing", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "144\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPILGRIM HALL, PLYMOUTH.\\nFilled with Pilgrim relics.\\nYou are right, my dear; it was a brave act, Uncle Tom assented;\\nbraver, indeed, than the coming was the staying in this desolate land and\\nlone. But those that stayed wrought a mighty work. For they conquered\\nadversity and achieved success. They inspired faith and effort in their\\nbrothers across the sea, who finally followed them to set up homes in this\\nNew World and then, in very truth, did they make immortal that famous\\nRock on the beach yonder a pilgrim itself, as I have told you, torn and\\ndrifted from parent glacier. For, as Longfellow says in the poem from\\nwhich Christine quoted\\nIn haste they went hurrying down to the sea-shore,\\nDown to the Plymouth Rock, that had been to their feet as a door-step\\nInto a world unknown the corner-stone of a nation\\nThat s so, Uncle Tom, said Jack, looking down to the shore and off\\ntoward the Gurnet and its guiding lighthouse. I guess it was a corner-\\nstone. But what s the good of a corner-stone unless you keep on building\\nYou may quote your Longfellow love-story here on the Pilgrims hill, but, as\\nfor me, give me Lowell every time\\nNew occasions teach new duties Time makes ancient good uncouth\\nThey must upward still and onward who .would keep abreast of Truth", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "IN THE OLD COLONY\\n145\\nLo, before us gleam the camp-fires We ourselves must Pilgrims be,\\nLaunch our Mayfloiver and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea,\\nNor attempt the Future s portal with the Past s blood-rusted key.\\nTrue enough, said Uncle Tom, who clearly loved to get his young\\npeople to quoting and observing; but remember then it was new occa-\\nsions and new duties to which the Pilgrims awoke here in Plymouth, just\\nas much as do we, their descendants, to-day. To each age come new re-\\nquirements and new problems, but the demand is the same to decide, to\\nact, to do!\\nThen, with their faces toward the morning, and with Lowell s inspiring\\nwords filling their young hearts. Uncle Tom s five investigators, in the\\nshadow of that mighty granite Faith, walked down to the Pilgrims town and\\nsteamed northward to the home of the Puritans.\\nCAPTAIN S HILL, DUXBURY,\\nShowing the Standish Monument.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "IN THE TRACK OF THE GREAT EMIGRATION.\\nMinot s Ledge Lighthouse, Boston harbor.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER X\\nWITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\nIn the Shadow of the Gilded Dome From Salem to Spiking Lane Governor\\nJohit Winthrop The Great Emigration A Puritan Aristocracy\\nIntolerance and Witchcraft Up and Down the Bay State The Past\\nis Secure The Massachusetts Spirit.\\nPINE-TREE SHILLING.\\nAGAINST the gray granite background of the sub-\\nway station in ScoUay Square rose the dull bronze\\nstatue of a calm- faced man in Elizabethan ruff and\\nPuritan costume a roll of parchment in one hand, a\\nBible in the other.\\nUncle Tom halted before it, and Bert, as usual, read\\nthe inscription aloud\\nJohn Winthrop,\\nThe Founder of Boston.\\nAnd father of New England, added Uncle Tom.\\nThe father of New England, was he? said Jack, critically, How\\ndo you make that out Where do Bradford and Brewster and Standish and\\nthe rest of the Pilgrims come in\\nThey come in as a part of New England s story, Jack, as makers and\\nfounders, if you will, Uncle Tom replied; but John Winthrop was the\\nman who inspired, inaugurated, organized, and directed the great movement\\nthat settled New England. His energy overcame all obstacles his faith\\nstrengthened the doubters and made brave the timid his wisdom guided,\\nhis patience guarded, his courage gave heart and purpose and from the\\nday of the organization, in August, 1628, in the university town of the Eng-\\nlish Cambridge, of the Governor and Companions of the Massachusetts\\nBay Company, until his death in 1649, in the Boston he had founded, John", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "148\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nWinthrop, as governor, magistrate, and soldier, laid the strong foundation\\nof this noble and famous Old Bay State the commonwealth of Massachu-\\nsetts.\\nJack lifted his hat as to a great man, and they all looked again with\\nmore interest upon the quaint but impressive face of Greenough s statue of\\nSTATUE OF JOHN WINTHROP, SCOLLAY SQUARE, BOSTON.\\nthe ereat eovernor, while even Roeer admitted that he did n t know that\\nGovernor Winthrop was as much of a man as all that.\\nHe has been aptly and justly called the Washington of colonization,\\nUncle Tom informed them. One student of his life-work, indeed, declares\\nhim worthy to stand as a parallel to Washington.\\nThat s saying a good deal, Bert decided critically.\\nBut pretty close to the truth, Bert, Uncle Tom responded. I can t", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY I49\\ntell you his whole story here but it is not too much to say that he made\\nNew England possible, while no finer character than Governor John Winthrop\\nappears in all colonial history. He was tolerant when intolerance was the\\nrule bold of speech when men were wont to curb their tongues and as the\\norganizer and leader of the Great Emigration, he planted a colony that grew\\ninto a mighty commonwealth and left a name high placed among the his-\\ntoric names of America.\\nWhat was this Great Emigration, as you call it? queried Marian.\\nSounds something like Castle Garden and the steerage, said Jack.\\nBecause of it, Jack, came, in time, Castle Garden, the steerage passen-\\ngers, and the never-slacking current of immigration and absorption, Uncle\\nTom replied. But that first movement over the sea was an emigration\\nmade up alike of high and low, rich and poor and when Winthrop s emi-\\ngrant fleet of fifteen vessels steered past the deadly rocks now crowned\\nwith Minot s Ledge Light, and disembarked its thousand emigrants on the\\nshores of Massachusetts Bay, the blundering Charles, King of England, and\\nhis obstinate adviser Laud, little knew that they had set aflame a new fire\\nof freedom that was to burn on Massachusetts shores until its light grew into\\nthe grander illumination of American liberty and American union.\\nYes, sir; but what was it? persisted Bert.\\nUncle Tom laughed.\\nYou re a great fellow for what they call a categorical answer, are n t\\nyou, Bert? he said. Well, the Great Emigration, as it is called, was the\\ndeparture westward of thousands of discontented and persecuted Puritans\\nnonconformists, they were styled, because they would not conform to King\\nCharles s narrow religious laws, which the intolerant Archbishop Laud\\ninsisted on demandincj. The kin^ interfered alike in the business and the\\nreligion of the Puritans, and in 1630 great numbers of them began to leave\\nEngland, and followed the lead of John Winthrop across the sea to New\\nEngland. In that year alone more than a thousand colonists came to\\nthese parts, and, settling first in Boston, founded the towns hereabout.\\nWhere did Winthrop land? Marian asked.\\nHe came first with an advance fleet of four vessels, Uncle Tom replied,\\nand anchored just off Baker Island, at the mouth of Salem harbor. But\\nWinthrop took a boat, and, going up the river, landed near what is now\\nthe head of the long bridge that spans the river between Salem and\\nBeverly.\\nWhat did he go up to Salem for? inquired Roger, as the tourists\\nwalked on toward Faneuil Hall.\\nTo call on the witches, no doubt, said Jack.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "I50\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBecause, replied Uncle Tom, ig-noring Jack s suggestion, an English\\nsyndicate, known as the Dorchester Fishing Company, had planted weak\\nlittle settlements at Salem and on Cape Ann, and Winthrop went up to con-\\nfer with gruff John Endicott, who was the head man at Salem, while the\\nemigrants of his fleet went ashore, and, at Manchester by the sea, feasted\\nGOVERNOR JOHN WINTHROP.\\non wild strawberries to their hearts content for it was June and straw-\\nberry-time.\\nBut if Endicott was there first, said Bert, why don t you call him the\\nleader and first settler rather than Winthrop\\nBecause the peopling of New England was not his idea, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. He was merely one of the Dorchester Fishing Company a fore-\\nrunner, perhaps, like Blackstone and other first settlers, but not filled with a\\ngreat purpose, as was Winthrop, the real father of Massachusetts.\\nThen from Salem they came down here to Boston, I suppose, said\\nBert.\\nThey landed and settled first at Charlestown Uncle Tom began.\\nBut that s Boston now, sir, Roger broke in.\\nModern all very, very modern that union is, Roger! exclaimed", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\n151\\nHEAD OF SALEM HARBUR\\nUncle Tom. Charlestown was not joined to Boston until 1872, and for over\\ntwo hundred and forty years it was a good deal of a town on its own hook.\\nThere, across the river, Winthrop and his emigrants landed in Charles-\\ntown, and, just back of what is City Square in Charlestown, settled in booths,\\ntents, and huts put up for them alongside the great house built for the\\ngovernor on the site of what is now the Public Library building. But the\\nwater in Charlestown was bad many of the settlers fell sick and died, others\\nwent off to outlying settlements, as far as Dorchester and Cambridge, and\\nwhen Blackstone, the hermit of Beacon Hill, came over and invited Winthrop\\nto cross the river and settle at the foot of Beacon Hill, where there was a\\ngood spring of water, the town moved across the river, bag and baggage,\\nand Boston was settled. That was in September, 1630.\\nAnd that s why that little English-looking alleyway on the upper side\\nof the big Winthrop Building is called Spring Lane, said Roger.\\nYes and Governor Winthrop s house stood there, his green extend-\\ning from Spring Lane to Milk Street, where the Old South Church now\\nstands, Uncle Tom explained. His first house, however, was built on the\\nspot where now stands the fine Exchange Building on State Street.\\nThey turned from Cornhill into Washington Street, and stood beside the\\nold State-house, dwarfed by the surrounding sky-scrapers, but greatest\\nof all because associated with so much of the story of the Old Bay State.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "152\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nThen, if I understand you, said Bert, it was about in this spot that\\nBoston first began to build.\\nThis was about the center of the town s early life, Uncle Tom replied.\\nThe original Bostonians, after coming across from Charlestown in the fall\\nof 1630, settled here in the region now included between Hanover Street on\\nthe south and Milk and Bromfield streets on the north. Tremont Street\\nseems to have been one limit, and the water, beyond the spot where Faneuil\\nHall now stands, was the other.\\nThen that would just about make the old State-house the center of the\\ntown, would n t it? said Roger.\\nAlways the center, eh, Roger? said Jack, slyly, and right from the\\nfirst go-off.\\nGOVERNOR JOH^ ENDICOTT.\\nSure said the Boston boy. You know what Holmes says in the\\nAutocrat.\\nThey all did, of course, but Christine got in her quotation first: Bos-\\nton State-house is the hub of the solar system. You could n t pry that\\nout of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a\\ncrowbar.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\n153\\nTHE OLD AND THE NEW.\\nThe oid State-house, Boston, and the modem sky-scrapers around it.\\nBut he did n t mean this State-house, did he, Uncle Tom? said hteral\\nMarian.\\nOf course we know that, Roger hastened to explain; he meant the\\nnew State-house on Beacon Hill. But don t you see how his truth runs\\naway back This was the old State-house it was the center of colonial\\nBoston colonial Boston led the land to liberty ergo\\nYou need say no more, my son, said Jack, as Roger swept his hands\\nabout conclusively. That settles it. You did it all. The other colonies\\nsimply were n t in it.\\nOh, I don t say that, Roger began. Of course, the other colonies\\nhelped a lot in getting ready for liberty and union, but I do say\\nYou do say, Roger, I know, politic Uncle Tom put in, that without\\none colony the others would have been of precious little value that each\\nplayed its part in the grand order of progress until it all culminated in\\ne pluribus unum out of many, one.\\nThat s so, sir, Roger admitted manfully. It is n t really what I\\nstarted out to say, but it s what I should have said. I guess we all had a\\nhand in the combination.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "154\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPHOTOGRAPHED BY MRS. G. H. WARNER OF WASHINGTON.\\nOLD CUSTOM-HOUSE, ANNISQUAM, NEAR GLOUCESTER.\\nBut that Great Emigration you talk about did n t all settle right down\\nhere in Boston, did it Bert inquired.\\nBy no means, Uncle Tom replied. Restlessness seems to have\\nbeen ingrained in the Puritan nature, so far as the Bay Colony was concerned.\\nNo sooner had they landed than the colonists scattered themselves over\\nthe land. In fact, it was agreed that it was better and safer for them to\\nplant dispersedly, as they termed it.\\nWhat s the trouble Were they afraid of one another? queried\\nJack.\\nOh, no but they were suspicious of France, Uncle Tom explained,\\nand rumors of French invasion led them to believe that.it was safer\\nto be scattered abroad than crowded into one section or town. So they\\nwent on exploring, and followed exploration with settlement. Watertown\\nand Dorchester were started Roxbury, Saugus, Lynn, Charlestown, and\\nCambridge sprang up and when these Bay towns were fairly under way,\\nthen certain of these very settlers went farther afield. Salem, you know,\\nhad already been planted, even before Boston was begun but, within ten\\nyears after Boston was settled, twenty thousand settlers had come into the", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\n155\\nBay Colony, and certain of them began feeling their way west, south, and\\nnorth. The men of New Town (now Cambridge) went into Connecticut and\\nfounded Hartford and Windsor and Wethersfield. The governor s own son\\nbuilt a fort and trading-post at Saybrook, and from Roxbury in 1636 went\\nWilliam Pynchon, foremost of pioneers, blazing the Bay Path and settling\\nSpringfield and the fertile region of the Connecticut valley.\\nAny relation to the House of Seven Gables Pynchon? demanded\\nJack.\\nHawthorne s Salem family? queried Uncle Tom. I guess not,\\nJack. They were fiction, and William Pynchon was noble and incarnate\\nfact.\\nBut why did they go skipping off that way cried Bert. If Boston\\nwas such a Paradise, as you say Governor Winthrop declared it to be, what\\nsent them out of Paradise searching for new Edens\\nGood policy, for one thing, Uncle Tom replied, and, as I have told\\nON OLD CAPE ANN PICTURESQUE ANNISQUAM.\\nyou, a desire for security. But one of the main causes was the religious\\nautocracy that governed the colony in spite of Winthrop s restraining hand.\\nThis would allow no man to hold opinions differing from those of the Gover-\\nnor and Companions of Massachusetts Bay, and the ministers whom they\\nsupported and followed.\\nThat was n t very liberal, was it exclaimed Marian.\\nWas even good Governor Winthrop on that side asked Christine.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "156 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nHe had to be, my dear, Uncle Tom replied. The Puritans of the\\nBay Colony had come over the sea to establish in Massachusetts a religious\\ncommunity of their chosen sort. The charter under which they possessed\\nthe land permitted them to rid the country of all obnoxious or objectionable\\npeople who were hostile to the peace of the colony. Any man or woman\\nwho differed from the accepted church teachings of the Puritans was, in\\ntheir eyes, both obnoxious and objectionable. They were therefore to be\\ngot rid of, and Governor John Winthrop, leader, guide, and governor as\\nhe was, for policy s sake and the sake of peace, said to these people who\\ndiffered from the colonists Go the world is wide there is no place for\\nyou among us.\\nAnd they left, did they said Jack.\\nYes, his uncle answered; this restrictive policy sent many wise and\\nnoble men and women into what was practically exile, though it ended in\\ncolonization. It was this spirit of religious exclusiveness that sent Roger\\nWilliams and Anne Hutchinson into the wilderness, that hurried William\\nPynchon to Springfield, and made the short administration of the brilliant\\nboy governor, young Sir Harry Vane, a stormy and quarrelsome time.\\nBaptists were harried, Quakers were persecuted and martyred, and all\\ndissenters were silenced or driven away. It was narrow but it was the\\nright of the colonists of the Bay, and it made them men who dared maintain\\nwhat they believed to be their right.\\nEven to hanging and pressing witches suggested Jack.\\nI expected to hear of the Salem witchcraft before we got through with\\nthe Bay Colony, Uncle Tom replied. It is n t a pleasant episode in the\\nstory of Massachusetts, but because of its horrors you must not at once call\\nthe Salem people hard names.\\nHow can you help doing so. Uncle Tom? exclaimed Christine. I\\nthink it was horrid\\nBut witchcraft was an old, old story long before Salem days, my dear,\\nUncle Tom replied. People believed in it all over the world. Ye shall\\nnot suffer a witch to live was the old Bible injunction; and the story-\\ntelling and gossip of a parcel of silly girls, who had nothing better to do in a\\nslow and stupid winter in a somber little shut-in town like Salem, grew into\\na fad, and then into an epidemic the witchcraft craze, outgrowing the village\\nof Salem, extended to Boston and other towns, and a persecution that was as\\ntragic as it was stupid was the result. Salem does n t like to think of the\\nwitchcraft days, and yet Salem is better known throughout the land to-day\\nbecause of its witchcraft spasm than because it was the home of Hawthorne,\\nor the center of Massachusetts growing commerce.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\n157\\nIt was a busy seaport at one time, was n t it? Bert questioned.\\nNone more so, Uncle Tom replied. Its sails were in every ocean,\\nits sailors in far-separated ports. The forerunner of Boston, Salem, also\\nbecame, in time, its commercial rival it likewise claims to be the first\\nJOHN ELIOT.\\nBy permission, from a portrait in possession of the family of the late William Whiting, Esq.\\nRevolutionary protester; for at its old North Bridge, in February, 1775,\\nwas made what Salem folks claim to be the first armed resistance to\\nroyal authority. I move we take a run down to look at the quaint old\\ntown.\\nThey all seconded the motion vociferously, and having finished the colo-", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "158\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nnial survey of Boston and its beautiful suburbs, with which frequent pilo-rim-\\nages had made them famihar, they went up the north shore on a hunt for\\ncolonial landmarks.\\nThey found them in plenty. Lynn, Salem, Marblehead, Gloucester,\\nNewburyport, with the adjacent country and the companion towns, pos-\\nMARBLEHEAD, FROM THE HARBOR.\\nsessed the double charm of natural beauty and colonial history, such as\\nis to be found nowhere so notably as along the beautiful north shore\\nof Massachusetts.\\nThey traced the course of Winthrop s fleet from its anchorage off Baker\\nIsland and in Massachusetts Bay, where the floating jellyfish were taken by\\nthe new-comers to be masses of yellow flowers they looked down upon the\\nreef of Normans Woe from the cliffs of Magnolia, and recited The Wreck\\no{ Xh Hesperics they investigated Dogtown Common, the curious de-\\nserted village of colonial days, at picturesque Annisquam; they climbed to\\nthe top of gruesome Gallows Hill in Hawthorne s haunted Salem, and hunted\\nup, in Danvers, the ancient house in which bluff old General Israel Putnam\\nwas born they saw in Salem the old church that Endicott, the flag- cutter,\\nbuilt; they spent one delightful day at Longfellow s famous Wayside Inn\\nat Sudbury they followed, for a way, the Bay Path along which William Pyn-\\nchon blazed the path to Springfield and the West they heard again the\\ntragedy of Deerfield, sad reminder of the border wave of the French domina-\\ntion of Canada, and in the broad main street of venerable Hadley heard once", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY 1 59\\nmore the romantic story of the gray stranger who, hke an angel of the\\nLord, stayed the tide of Indian assault and saved the town from destruction.\\nIn fact, they traversed the Old Bay State as time and Uncle Tom permitted,\\nand when, once again, they stood by the shaft that lifts itself beside the new\\nState-house, and marks the site of the beacon that gave the most famous\\nof the three bills of Boston town its name, they felt that they had pretty\\nthoroughly studied colonial Massachusetts.\\nThe past, at least, is secure, quoted Bert from Daniel Webster, as\\nthe thought of all that Massachusetts meant, and all that it had been to the\\nworld in effort, achievement, and progress, was forced upon him and Jack,\\nwith a bow to Roger, spouted, as he so. dearly loved to spout, there on the\\nbroad plaza of the extended State-house, and beside the graceful shaft of the\\nBeacon, the glowing Websterism that Bert s words recalled:\\nMr. President, I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts. There she is. There\\nis her history the world knows it by heart. The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston and\\nConcord and Lexington and Bunker Hill and there they will remain forever. The bones of\\nher sons, falling in the great struggle for independence, now lie mingled with the soil of every\\nState from New England to Georgia and there they will lie forever. And, sirs, where American\\nliberty raised its first voice, and where its youth was nurtured and sustained, there it still lives, in\\nthe strength of its manhood and full of its original spirit.\\nWAYSIDE INN, SUDBURY.\\nLongfellow s Wayside Inn. From a photograph made in October, i8\\nSay! that s great, is n t it? cried Roger, with new-kindled enthusiasm;\\nand Christine said: It makes me think of something I read that Lowell\\nwrote. He puts it into the mouth of Miles Standish, you remember, as the", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "i6o\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\n?iiii if|!( liiiiilli\\nTHE FAIRBANKS HOUSE, DEDHAM.\\nBuilt by Jonathan Fairbanks in 1636.\\nghost of the captain stood on what Lowell called the Mount of Prophesy-\\ning I wonder if it was Beacon Hill\\nChild of our travail and our woe,\\nLight in our day of sorrow,\\nThrough my rapt spirit I foreknow\\nThe glory of thy morrow;\\nI hear great steps that, through the shade,\\nDraw nigher still and nigher,\\nAnd voices call like that which bade\\nThe prophet come up higher.\\nThat is, indeed, prophetic, my dear, said Uncle Tom, nodding his\\napproval. The glory of the morrow, indeed, did come it Aas come to\\nthis Old Bay State. Her sons have done much for her and for America.\\nThe names of Standish and Winthrop and young Sir Harry Vane, of Otis\\nand the three Adamses, of Hancock and Revere, of Daniel Webster and", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY\\nl6l\\nHorace Mann, of Andrew and Everett and Sumner, belong not to Massa-\\nchusetts alone, but to the republic they loved and served.\\nWill there ever be any more like them, do you suppose asked Roger,\\nthoughtfully and just a bit uncertainly.\\nLike them? Why, of course, Roger, old chap, cried Jack. You\\ndon t suppose we go backward anywhere in America, do you Massachu-\\nJOHN HANCOCK S MANSION, BOSTON.\\nThis house stood at the left of the State-house, and was torn down about 1870.\\nsetts in the future is bound to be even better than Massachusetts in the past\\nis n t she. Uncle Tom?\\nLet us hope so, his uncle replied. I am possessed of your spirit of\\nprogress and optimism. Jack. If Massachusetts keeps alive the memory ot\\nwhat she has been in the determination to better her past, as Lowell makes\\nStandish say, great steps will, indeed, draw nigher still and nigher.\\nSee here, boys and girls, it is fitting that here, on the very crown and top\\nof the commonwealth, I should read you what the Old Bay State s devoted\\nservant. Senator Hoar, the successor of the great Sumner, has to say\\nabout it. And taking from his pocket-book a neatly folded clipping. Uncle\\nTom read them what the senator said", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "I02\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBEACON MONUMENT, STATE-HOUSE PARK, BOSTON.\\nWhatever Massachusetts has done, so said Mr. Hoar, whatever she\\nis doing, whatever she is to accomphsh hereafter,- is largely owing to the\\nfact that she has kept unbroken the electric current flowing from soul\\nto soul, forever and forever, as it was generated, now nearly three\\nhundred years ago, at Plymouth. Her generations have taken hold of\\nhands.\\nThat s good cried Jack and Roger nodded his emphatic ap-\\nproval.\\nThe men of Plymouth Rock and of Salem, Uncle Tom went on, con-\\ntinuing his reading, the men who cleared the forests, the heroes of the\\nIndian and the old F rench wars, the men who imprisoned Andros, the men\\nwho fought the Revolution, the men who humbled the power of France at\\nLouisburg and the power of Spain at Martinique and Havana, the men who\\nwon our independence and builded our Constitution, the sailors of the great\\nsea-fights of the War of i8i 2, the soldiers who saved the Union, and the men\\nwho went with Hobson in the Merrimac, or fought with Dewey at Manila, or\\nwith Sampson, or before the trenches at Santiago, have been of one temper\\nfrom the beginning the old Massachusetts spirit, which we hope may\\nendure and abide until time shall be no more.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "WITH THE GOVERNOR AND COMPANIONS OF MASSACHUSETTS BAY 1 63\\nIt shall it shall cried Jack and Roger, shaking hands in appreciation\\nand fellowship; while, beside the tall Beacon shaft, the young colony-hunters\\nlistened with glowing hearts to the praise of the men who, from the days of\\nthe Governor and Companions, had followed where Winthrop led and\\nVane labored and Otis and Adams wrought all men of Massachusetts.\\nGLOUCESTER HARBOR SUNSET.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "PRINCE CHARLES OF ENGLAND, AFTERWARD CHARLES H.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XI\\nTHROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\nAmong the Sybarites With Roger Williauis to Providence Cranks and\\nDisputants A Refuge for Liberty From Saybrook to Neiu Haven\\nWhen Long Island was in New E7igland.\\nI\\n:;\u00c2\u00ab^.Hr8te-^-:^4_\\nN a cozy corner of the vine-screened piazza of\\ntheir charming hotel on the CHffs, while the\\ntwo girls, bolstered up with many-colored pillows,\\nswung themselves in the hanging seat, and the\\nboys stretched themselves at leisure in easy-chairs\\nof every Oriental style and shape, Uncle Tom\\nwent back to the ante-luxury days of the pioneers\\nand sketched in rapid outline the planting of the\\nProvidence plantations and the beginnings of\\nRhode Island.\\nI wonder if it is possible for you girls and\\nboys in these sybaritic surroundings of modern\\nNewport\\nGo easy. Uncle Tom! Jack broke in, as he\\nswung a lazy leg over the arm of his easy-chair.\\nWhat kind of surroundings did you say\\nThose that you are enjoying, you young Sybarite, laughed Uncle\\nTom. Tell him who they were, Bert.\\nAnd Bert the scholar, always ready to air his information, explained to\\nJack that the Sybarites were an Italian people of old Greek colonial days,\\ncelebrated for their wealth and love of luxury and ease so devoted to\\nluxury and pleasure, indeed, that their name has become a synonym for the\\ngilded luxury and surfeited pleasure-hunters of modern civilization.\\nWhere s the sin, if you can pay for it demanded Jack the pleasure-\\nOLD LIGHTHOUSE, SAYBROOK, CONN\\nTHE CONNECTICUT I\\nover.\\n165", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "1 66\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTOWER OF THE CASINO COURT AT NEWPORT.\\nIt is sin to be simply a non-producer, my boy, replied Uncle Tom.\\nYour rich men are often the hardest workers but riches which simply\\nfatten on luxury and benefit no one are not only of no benefit they are\\nreally of positive harm to the world. Do something, boys and girls, if it\\nbe but slight and simple. Let me throw this text of Carlyle, the prophet\\nof work, into your minds Be no longer a Chaos, but a World, or even\\nWorldkin. Produce Produce were it but the pitifulest infinitesimal frac-\\ntion of a Product, produce it, in God s name T is the utmost thou hast in\\nthee out with it, then. Up, up Whatsoever thy hand findest to do, do\\nit with thy might. Work while it is called To-day for the Night cometh,\\nwherein no man can work.\\nJack fairly sprang up from his easy-chair.\\nWhew! he cried, that sets me tingling. Let s do something. Uncle\\nTom. Come out and hunt up some more relics, you lazy young Syb\\nwhat d ye call ems? Up, up! say I and Carlyle.\\nUncle Toni laughed heartily.\\nI did n t imagine my call would be so instantly fruitful, he said. I", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n167\\nspoke only in a general way, Jack. I have little fear that my boys and\\ngirls will not be doers when the time comes. Those who display such\\nsleepless enthusiasm on a colonial-landmark hunt can be relied upon to be\\nmodern producers when duty calls. It s in the American blood a\\ndirect heritage from those days of the pioneers when such men as Bradford\\nand John Winthrop and Stuyvesant and Penn and Sir Thomas Dale did\\nthings in America in spite of obstacles and odds, and Roger Williams a\\nTHE OLD MILL AT NEWPORT.\\nmisfit in Massachusetts became the pioneer in nation-building here in\\nRhode Island when along the shores of Narragansett Bay he first planted\\nthe Providence plantations.\\nFirst, Uncle Tom queried Roger. What about the Dighton Rock\\nand the old mill", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "1 68\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nYour friends the Northmen, eh, Roger? said Uncle Tom. Well,\\nyou know what I told you as we came along the Taunton River and\\nthrough Dighton station. Picture-writings are not real proof; and the old\\nmill here in Truro Park, upon whose crumbling, picturesque arches we\\nlooked this morning, where it stands at the\\nvery elbow of the noble Channing, liberty s\\ntireless pioneer, is simply a sentimental sup-\\nposition, and more likely to be, as old Gov-\\nernor Arnold spoke of it in his will, my\\nstone-built windmill than the poetical fantasy\\nof the legend-loving Longfellow\\nThere for my lady s bower\\nBuilt I the lofty tower,\\nWhich to this very hour\\nStands looking seaward.\\nNo; I m afraid we must dismiss the North-\\nmen of old Vinland as bordering too closely\\non the mythical, and come down to Roger\\nWilliams as really the father and founder of\\nthese Plantations.\\nWhy do you call them plantations,\\nUncle Tom demanded Marian. I thought\\nplantations were down South only cotton\\nand rice and sugar fields, you know.\\nBy no means, my dear, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. A plantation is simply a place\\nplanted and when our forefathers came to\\nAmerica reclaiming waste lands, they planted\\ncolonies. So the word came to mean the\\nsame as colonies in fact, in the time of\\nCharles II the commission or committee of\\nthe King s Privy Council which had the management of colonial affairs\\nin hand was called the Council of Plantations.\\nBut Newport was not really a part of Providence plantations, was it.\\nUncle Tom inquired Bert, who remembered what they had seen and\\nheard in Providence city.\\nNot originally, was Uncle Tom s answer. Roger Williams, banished\\nfrom Massachusetts from the standpoint of Massachusetts of that day,\\nrighteously banished, I must say\\nOh, how can you. Uncle Tom? cried Christine. I thought the\\nPULPIT OF TRINITY CHURCH,\\nNEWPORT.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n169\\nPuritans of Boston just persecuted this good Mr. Williams because he\\nbelieved in religious liberty.\\nWilliams never said so, my dear, replied Uncle Tom, and he is surely\\nhis own best authority. The fact is that Roger Williams, when he first\\ncame to America to Boston in 1631, w^as a young man who dearly\\nloved discussion, courted oppo-\\nsition, and mixed with some ex-\\ncellent principles some very\\nwell what one student of his-\\ntory labels whimsical conceits,\\nto call them nothing else. He\\nfirst settled at Salem, you saw\\nhis house there, you remember,\\nwhere he made the Boston\\nministers angry because he criti-\\ncized their having communed\\nwith the churches of England\\nwhen they had lived in Eng-\\nland and pitched into the\\nmagistrates of Massachusetts\\nBay because they exercised the old narragansett church, rhode island.\\nrights especially granted them\\nby their charter. Naturally the authorities of the Bay objected to this\\ntrouble-breeder, and invited him to get out. So he went to Plymouth,\\nwhere the people liked him until he began to criticize and censure both\\nthe colonists and their king thereupon he returned to Salem and again\\nbegan his wordy war against the powers of church and state.\\nPersistent chap, was n t he commented Jack.\\nToo persistent for the men who were so laboriously endeavoring to\\nfound a permanent state along the shores of Massachusetts Bay, Uncle\\nTom replied. Indeed, as Mr. Durfee, a Providence historian himself, puts\\nit, Roger Williams does not appear to have been, at any period of his life,\\na paragon of conventional propriety.\\nSort of a bull in a china-shop, said Jack.\\nIn the Massachusetts china-shop, surely, laughed Uncle Tom; for\\nGovernor Winthrop and his comrades had to proceed very carefully, in\\norder to keep their colony from breaking into pieces, with new cranks\\ncoming in continually to disturb therii and endanger the charter which was\\nthe sole safeguard of their colony. So when Roger Williams began his\\nunlamblike criticisms again that is what the Bay people called them", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "I-O THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthe magistrates, as they had a perfect right to do, decided to send him\\npacking back to England and out of their way. They did not feel that it\\nwould be safe even to have him in some neighboring colony. And on an\\nOctober Friday in 1635 they banished him back to England by the first\\nreturnino- vessel. But that was precisely where Williams did not wish to\\ngo so he broke jail and, plunging into a winter wilderness, wandered about,\\nsorely tossed, so he declares, for fourteen weeks through the Indian country\\nof southeastern Massachusetts, and finally put up a bark hut for himself, at\\nwhat is now called Manton s Cove, above the bridge over the Seekonk River,\\njust east of Providence. You remember, we found the place. This land he\\nobtained as a gift or grant from Massasoit, the old chief of the Wampanoags.\\nKing Philip s father, was n t he? queried Roger.\\nYes that very anti-English and patriotic young redskin who made\\nthincrs so very lively for colonial New England was the son of Roger\\nWilliams s Indian benefactor, Uncle Tom explained. Well, some of\\nWilliams s Salem friends and supporters joined the exile at Manton s Cove.\\nBut the authorities of Plymouth and Boston \\\\vere after him with a sharp\\nstick, as you boys say; so he pulled up stakes again, and, with the five\\nfriends who had joined him on the Seekonk, he took a canoe trip around to\\nProvidence harbor, and there, at a spring on a hillside, just to the north of\\nthe heart of the wealthy and beautiful city of Providence, as it stands to-\\nday, he began, in June, 1636, the first plantations of Providence.\\nWhy Providence, Uncle Tom? asked Marian.\\nBecause, my dear, her uncle replied, Roger Williams, though a\\nfighter, was as pious as Pilgrim or Puritan, and, in grateful recognition of\\nthe watchful providence of God, which had protected and guided him to this\\nspot, he called the land Providence.\\nThat was nice, Christine remarked. I think I like Roger Williams,\\neven if he was wdiat you call cranky.\\nHe was in many respects a great man, my dear, Uncle Tom replied,\\nHe had a gentle as well as a pugnacious side, and his coming into our\\ncolonial life marked an era in American history. He was a pioneer in the\\ncause of personal as well as religious liberty, and his experiences among his\\nMassachusetts brethren, where he was ever a disputant, seemed to have\\nbroadened his mind and disciplined his heart, so that when he came to settle\\nthe Providence plantations he made this land the home of religious liberty\\nas well as of personal and political equality. He was not always an easy\\nman to get along with. He had what is called the courage of his convictions,\\nand never believed in half-way measures. But that sort of man is neces-\\nsary for progress, and as the founder of a commonwealth based on really", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n171\\ndemocratic principles, Roger Williams, as Mr. Straus assures us, deserves\\na high niche in the temple of fame, alongside of the greatest reformers who\\nmark epochs in the world s history.\\nGood enough exclaimed Jack. Off hats to Roger! the old as\\nwell as the new, he added, with a friendly arm on the young Roger s\\nBIRTHPLACE OF NATHAN HALE, COVENTRY, CONN.\\nshoulder. But he was at Providence, Uncle Tom. Who started in here\\nat Newport the land of the modern what d ye call em Sybarites, eh\\nAnother crank, if we allow that name to the misunderstood people of\\ncolonial days, Uncle Tom replied. This beautiful island of Aquidneck\\nwhich was later called the Isle of Rhodes, and then Rhode Island\\nWhy, Uncle Tom? After the Colossus island in the Mediterranean?\\nqueried Bert.\\nSome people try to so explain the name, Uncle Tom replied; they\\nsay that Verrazano, the Italian explorer of 1524, so christened it. But I\\nam inclined to believe that the name is Dutch, after all, given to the island", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "172\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nDEAN (AFTERWARD BISHOP) BERKELEY.\\nResident at Newport in 1728, and author of the famous American stanza\\nbeginning: Westward the course of empire takes its way.\\nby Adrian Block who built\\nthe first houses in New York,\\nyou know because of the\\nred-clay soil hereabouts\\nRoodt Eylandt the red isl-\\nand And there you have\\nit!\\nAha! Roger, my boy,\\ncried Jack. New York in\\nthe lead, you see. Even then\\nwe were ahead of t other\\nRoger from Boston\\nIt was people from Bos-\\nton who really did settle this\\nisland, though, continued\\nUncle Tom. For while Anne\\nHutchinson the Boston dis-\\nturber, and founder of the first\\nwoman s club, as I explained to\\nvou was undergoing perse-\\niTition in Boston, her husband\\nmd certain of her followers,\\nbeing advised that their room\\nwas better than their company,\\nhunted around for a new home.\\nPlymouth would have none of\\nihem, as in Roger Williams s\\nI ase and when that excellent\\nRhode Island boomer told\\nthem of this island of Aquid-\\nI leck, they prospected here,\\n,nd at once fell in love with it.\\nSo forthwith the Hutchinson\\nsyndicate purchased it from the\\nNarragansett Indians for forty\\nfathoms of white wampum, ten\\ncoats, and twenty hoes.\\nWhew exclaimed Jack.\\nCarry the news to Ochre\\nPoint The Man with the", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS 1 73\\nHoe began Newport, eh? Times have changed in how long? When\\nwas that real-estate transaction carried through\\nIn 1638 a good many years ago, Jack, Uncle Tom replied. Nine-\\nteen persons signed an agreement much like the one signed in the cabin\\nof the Mayflower, and set up a government modeled after the Bible one of\\nIsrael under the Judges. After her Boston troubles, Anne Hutchinson\\ncame here to live, and stayed until her husband s death in 1642, after which\\nshe went, as I told you, to New Rochelle and her tragic death. Meantime,\\nanother crank, Samuel Gorton by name, a London tailor, who was forever\\nin hot water because of his religious views so that, as we are told, his\\narrival in any community was the signal for an immediate disturbance of the\\npeace\\nNice party to have for a neighbor, said Roger. I don t wonder my\\nancestors had a hard time with all those flighty chaps.\\nThey did, surely, Roger, Uncle Tom assented. Well, Gorton had been\\ndriven out of Boston and pushed out of Plymouth, and had stirred up trouble\\nhere on this island of Aquidneck, where he helped found the town of Ports-\\nmouth, at the northern end of the island but Portsmouth had such a row\\nwith Gorton that he was actually whipped out of the settlement. Then he\\nwent to Pawtuxet, near Providence, and almost worried the life out of good\\nand tolerant Roger Williams. At last even the Providence people could n t\\nstand him and although Roger Williams took no hand in this business\\nsome of them appealed to Massachusetts for help against this political dis-\\nturber. So Boston, although she had no right to do so, summoned Gorton\\nand his followers (for he had. followers there never was a reformer who\\nhad not!) to the Hub for examination and discipline. Gorton told Boston to\\nmind its own business but as Newport and Providence spurned him, he\\nand his followers went across Narragansett Bay and settled the Warwick\\nplantations, on the western shore of the big bay. But even there Massa-\\nchusetts got at them, and, claiming the land, sent soldiers after Gorton and\\nhis friends, arrested them, imprisoned them in Boston for blasphemy against\\nMassachusetts, but finally banished them into Rhode Island. Then Gorton\\nsailed across the sea and appealed to the English government for what he\\ncalled justice and so disappeared from the story.\\nDear, dear! exclaimed Marian, it seems to me those colonists were\\nalways quarreling. Why, Uncle Tom\\nAll new communities have their disturbers, my dear, her uncle replied,\\nfrom Anne Hutchinson to Cecil Rhodes. If it is n t liberty it s land, or\\nif it is n t religion it s railroads. Our thirteen colonies from Maine to\\nGeorgia, and the Western border from Ohio to Oklahoma, had to pass", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "174\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthrough all phases of dispute, lawlessness, and quarreling to final law and\\norder for dissension is discipline, and out of rivalries comes progress.\\nMiles Standish had to pacify the Indians even as General Lawton did the\\nFilipinos, and neither of the native races took kindly to the process. The\\ndisputes of Englishmen with French-\\nmen, Spaniards, Dutchmen, and Swedes\\nin North America s colonial days were\\njust as harsh and just as vital as those\\nof Briton and Boer in South Africa s\\ncolonial days for thus go on forever\\nthe mixinof, molding, fermentino and\\nuniting processes that bake at last (yet\\nso as by fire) the toothsome, peaceful,\\nhealth-giving batch of civilized bread.\\nThe world is the same old world in its\\nmethods and ways of progress, and the\\ncolonists of America rose to nationality\\nonly through strife that strengthened\\nand rivalries that united.\\nBut did n t anybody have any\\ngood times in those colonial days\\nqueried Christine. I. think it s nicer\\nto-day.\\nAs it should be, my dear, Uncle\\nTom replied. I told you at the open-\\ning of our talk that there was a vast difference between the season of\\nbeginning here and these luxurious surroundings of to-day. The early times\\nof Rhode Island were days of religious fanaticism, wrangling, faction, and\\nintolerance but I suppose there were many gentle souls in these parts, and\\nthat the good influence of Roger Williams developed and united them into\\nan order-loving and peaceful community. I must say, however, that it took\\nsome years to bring about this better condition of afiairs. But the vigor of the\\nrace that peopled Little Rhody grew steadily better men brought better\\nmanners, and trade and commerce built up the ports of this Bay into enter-\\nprising and prosperous communities. When the days of the American\\nRevolution came, Rhode Island was in the van. She was one of the first\\ncolonies to demand a General Congress, and her foremost soldier, Nathanael\\nGreene, is held as second in ability only to Washington. Founded by re-\\nligious reformers and radicals, the best of the restless elements finally came\\nto the surface, and the first colony that made slaveholding a crime was also\\nPARSON JOHN DAVENPORT\\nOF NEW HAVEN.\\nFrom a painting in Yale College.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n175\\nthe one from which first sprang that rehgious toleration that has made\\nAmerica the land of liberty and the home of freedom.\\nThe young people saw a good deal of Rhode Island as they traversed\\nthe little State from Newport the luxurious, and Narragansett Pier, its\\npicturesque rival, and Providence the wealthy, to Chepachet, where Gen-\\neral Dorr raised his armed rebellion against aristocracy and exclusion, and\\nIN THE CITY OF ELMS.\\nTemple Street, New Haven.\\nBlock Island, ten miles out at sea, whose bold cliffs and green pastures so\\nattracted the stout Dutch sailor, Captain Block, in the early days of dis-\\ncovery, as to link it to his name forever.\\nThen, starting from the shores of Long Island Sound, where the Shore\\nLine connects prosperous and long-established towns, through Stonington\\nand Groton, and New London and Lyme, and Saybrook and Guilford, they\\ncame at last to the chief city of the Nutmeg State, where, near the head of\\nthe spacious bay at Ouinapiack, good, clear-headed Parson Davenport,", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "176\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nunder a spreading oak, preached his first sermon to the pioneer colonists,\\nand entered with them into the plantation covenant which, in June, 1639,\\ndeveloped into the fiandamental experiment, or first constitution of the\\npresent State of Connecticut.\\nParson Davenport, as New Haven people still love to call him, was a\\ngood deal of a man, Uncle Tom declared as, after they had done the\\nTHE CLASH OF RACES STALKING THE PEQUOTS.\\nbeautiful Elm City from the College fence to the Judges Cave, he and his young\\npeople gathered for conference in the pleasant hotel of the rock -guarded,\\nelm-shaded, sea-washed old town. He was John Davenport, a London\\nminister, who emigrated to Boston with a well-to-do company of setders\\nbut finding that colonial capital rent and torn by the feud with Mistress", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS J 77\\nAnne Hutchinson, he looked about for some quieter and less discussion-filled\\nhome, and finally decided on the region about this spacious bay, under\\nOuinapiack, or Red Hill, as the Dutchmen called it, as a place eminently\\nfitted for settlement.\\nRed Hill, eh? said Jack; and the Dutch? Were n t the New\\nYork Dutchmen here first, Uncle Tom\\nYes, his uncle replied. Even before the pioneer Englishmen came\\ninto these parts the New York Dutchmen had purchased from the Indians\\nthe land where Hartford now stands, and had put up there, at Dutch\\nPoint, as we term it now, in 1633, a trading-post which they called the\\nHouse of Good Hope.\\nBut the English had the title to the land, had n t they? asked Roo-er.\\nThey claimed it, as did the Dutch also, by right of discovery, Uncle\\nTom replied. But it really seems to have been a case of simultaneous pos-\\nsession and settlement. In 1631 an English nobleman. Lord Say and Sele,\\nobtained a grant with other noble investors of the land from Point\\nJudith to New York, and north as far as Worcester in Massachusetts. They\\nalso had the usual western annex to the South Sea that is, to the Pacific;\\nso, you see, Connecticut was quite a long wedge driven into the American\\ncontinent.\\nBut did not the other colonies stretch away west like that, too?\\nasked Bert.\\nYes, Uncle Tom replied. The western limits of the American con-\\ntinent were almost unknowm in those early days of colonization. Even up\\nto 1732 the colonial grants had no defined western limit other than that\\nvague and cheerful border, the Pacific Ocean. Indeed, the royal charters\\nto Massachusetts, Connecticut, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina,\\nand Georgia ran west indefinitely, only those lands being excepted from\\nthat territory that were, so the charters ran, actually possessed by any\\nChristian prince or people.\\nHow about New York? queried Jack.\\nThat, my boy, replied Roger, with ill-assumed glee, was a conquered\\nprovince eh. Uncle Tom\\nUncle Tom nodded, while laughing at Jack s gesture of protest.\\nThat s right, Roger, he said but the new rulers of New York after\\nits capture from the Dutch, though they had no claim under any charter, did\\nhave a cession of land from the Iroquois owners of New York. These Indians,\\nunder the assumed authority of conquest and tribute, claimed the ownership\\nof all that land north of the Tennessee River. This vast western section\\nthe white rulers of New York claimed as successors to Iroquois authority,", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "178\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPHOTOGRAPHED BY MISS C. M. ACTON.\\nTHE VILLAGE STREET AT SAYBROOK.\\nThe building on the right is the original old inn.\\nand this claim led to continuous and often pugnacious debates and squabbles\\nas to who owned which.\\nDid that affect the Connecticut Colony, too? asked Bert.\\nIt did, indeed, Uncle Tom replied. In fact, from the first the\\nboundary controversy between New York and Connecticut was hot. But\\nEngland was stronger in America than the Dutch, and when Governor\\nStuyvesant agreed at Hartford to arbitrate the dispute over the Connecticut\\nRiver and Long Island lands, the Dutch got the worst of it.\\nAn old case of Outlanders and Boers, was it? queried Bert.\\nThere s nothing new under the sun, Bert even in Dutch-English\\ndisputes over possession and supremacy, said Uncle Tom, recognizing the\\nanalogy. And English progress generally comes out ahead. It was so in\\nthe Connecticut-New York case. Stuyvesant had to agree, in spite of him-\\nself, to the Hobson s choice decision forced upon him, and to give up the\\nmost of his Connecticut claim, excepting the fort at Hartford and almost\\nall of Long Island.\\nThat must have made him angry, said Marian. He was n t a very\\npatient man, you know.\\nNo doubt it did, her uncle replied; but, angry or not, he had to be", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n1/9\\nsatisfied, and Connecticut was English from Stamford to the Rhode Island\\nline.\\nWhen was that, Uncle Tom? Bert asked.\\nThat was in September, 1650, said Uncle Tom. But for twenty\\nyears the English had been coming into these lands. As early as 1631,\\nPHOTOGRAPHED BY MISS C.\\nGRAVE OF LADY ALICE FENWICK AT SAYBROOK.\\nyou remember, the syndicate of English noblemen headed by Lord Say\\nand Sele\\nFunny sort of a name, was Marian s comment of interruption sounds\\nlike a story.\\nIt is the combination title of a certain eminent English nobleman of that\\nday, Uncle Tom explained, and it really is a story-name, too, Marian;\\nfor, years ago. Miss Warner, the author of The Wide, Wide World, wrote\\na novel of this Connecticut region with the title of Say and Seal.\\nI must read it, Christine and Marian both declared.\\nAnother member of the noble syndicate, Uncle Tom went on, was\\nLord Brooke, of whom you may read in Scott s Marmion so, when they\\ncame to make a settlement on their land under that first charter, at the\\nmouth of the Connecticut River, they worked in the names of both the noble\\nlords, and called their settlement Saybrook.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "i8o\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nOh where we went the other day, said Christine. I d forgotten\\nabout that name. Lovely sea-shore town, is n t it\\nLoveher now than when, in the days of Pequot and Puritan, Connec-\\nticut had its beginning there at the mouth of what the Indians called\\nOuonektacut, or the Long River. You remember, we saw the place.\\nThey did remember. The Saybrook trip was, indeed, a charming\\nmemory. When first laid out. Uncle Tom had told them, Saybrook was to\\nhave been a great city, and young John Winthrop, son of the famous Mas-\\nTHE CHARTER OAK, HARTFORD.\\nBlown down in 1856.\\nsachusetts governor, was the first governor of the Saybrook Colony. To-day\\nSaybrook is a quiet New England village, aspiring to be a summer resort,\\nand proud of its old-time greatness when Lion Gardiner laid out its fortifica-\\ntions, and beautiful Alice Fenwick died of homesickness and hardship; when\\nit beat the marauding Pequots into defeat, adopted the rigid platform of\\npains and penalties known as the Blue Laws, and was the original site\\nof Connecticut s famous university Yale College.\\nUncle Tom recalled the story of Saybrook s unfulfilled promise as again,\\nin the home of the real Yale University, for the college removed from Say-\\nbrook to New Haven in 1718, they put into shape the colonial story of", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\nl8l\\nOM A PHOTOGRAPH BY THE\\nNER PHOTOGRAPH CO.\\nTHE ANCIENT BURYING-GROUND OF HARTFORD.\\nMany of the early colonists of Hartford are buried in this ground, which is situated in the rear of the First Congre-\\ngational Church. Through the patriotic efforts of the Daughters of the American Revolution the grounds\\nhave recently been made accessible to the public and are being beautified, and the old gravestones restored.\\nConnecticut. As this was outlined, it formed itself, in brief, into a union\\nof several colonies or settlements Windsor and Hartford and Wethers-\\nfield Saybrook and Ouinapiack, or New Haven Milford and Branford and\\nGuilford; and the eastern half of Long Island which, under the general title\\nof the Governor and Company of the English Colony of Connecticut in\\nNew England in America, received a charter from King Charles II in 1662.\\nIs n t that where the Charter Oak story comes in asked Bert.\\nYes; in the Andros troubles of 1687, Uncle Tom replied. That was\\nat Hartford. That selfish and mean-spirited English king, James II, tried\\nsome of his tyrannical tricks on the Connecticut Colony, annexed it to\\nthe general New England government, and ordered his trooper-governor,\\nMajor Andros, to get back the royal charter under which Connecticut held\\nits lands and rio-hts.\\nBut he did n t get it, did he said Roger.\\nNo, he did n t, Uncle Tom replied. The Connecticut patriots\\nswiped the charter, as you boys say, and\\n-Oh, yes, I know, cried Marian, eager to display her information they\\nhid it in a tree so that Andros could n t get it, and that tree is called the\\nCharter Oak, Where is it, Uncle Tom? Can t we see it?", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "I\u00c2\u00ab2\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nNot for over forty years had you lived so long could you have seen\\nthe Charter Oak, Marian, her uncle replied. For it was blown down by\\na storm in 1856. You have told the legend correctly, but the facts are a\\nlittle different. Somebody did blow out the lights just as Andros was to re-\\nceive the precious charter somebody did run away with it and hide the\\ndocument in a tree but it was not the original it was a duplicate copy of\\nthe charter that was run away with where the real charter went no one\\nFROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY THE WARNER PHOTOGRAPH CO.\\nDUTCH POINT, HARTFORD.\\nSite of the first Dutch trading-fort\\nreally knows. But Andros declared himself master, charter or no charter,\\nand proclaimed himself Captain-General of New England, by order of the\\nKin j.\\nAnd then went to Boston, said Roger, where the people clapped him\\ninto prison. That was better than hiding the charter.\\nAnd did n t dare to go to New York, where the people chucked out\\nhis deputy and elected their own governor Jacob Leisler, cried Jack,\\ntriumphantly.\\nBut Connecticut won the only victory, Uncle Tom said. For what\\nneither Massachusetts nor New York could do Connecticut accomplished.\\nShe retained her charter, and it was the basis of a liberal government which,\\neven in the days of a selfish monarchy, was almost a real democracy.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n183\\nGood for the Nutmeg State cried Jack. She had lots of ginger, eh?\\nAlways, Uncle Tom replied, as Jared IngersoU learned one day at\\nWethersfield.\\nHow What was that, Uncle Tom came the inquiries.\\nWethersfield, you know, is the oldest of the Connecticut River towns,\\nUncle Tom explained. It is only four or five miles south of Hartford, and\\nthere, one day in i 765, a thousand Con-\\nnecticut men, in club convention\\nWhat s club convention? queried\\nRoofer.\\nWhy, a convention of clubs,\\nhickory clubs, is n t it. Uncle Tom\\nsaid Jack.\\nYes, Uncle Tom assented and\\nheavy and peeled at that. There were\\na thousand of these club members\\nassembled at Wethersfield. They\\ncame on horseback from Norwich and\\nNew London and Windham and\\nLebanon, and they surrounded Mr.\\nJared IngersoU, who had accepted the\\nposition of stamp collector after he had\\nbeen opposing the Stamp Act, and\\ntold him to resign or they d make it\\nhot for him.\\nGood for them cried Jack,\\nI d like to have been there.\\nIngersoU meant to be all right,\\nUncle Tom explained. He was\\nagainst the Stamp Act, as I have said, but he gave in when it was passed,\\nand tried to make things easy for his neighbors by taking the position as\\nstamp collector.\\nH m Nice way to make things easy, said Jack.\\nIt was n t easy for him, at any rate, Uncle Tom continued for the\\nthousand men with clubs were most persistent. Well, the cause is not\\nworth dying for, IngersoU decided, looking at the thousand clubs. I 11 re-\\nsign. And he signed his name to the resignation they had prepared.\\nSwear to it shouted the crowd, who wished to bind him to his act. I\\ncan t take an oath I don t believe in it, said IngersoU. Then shout,\\nLiberty and Property This IngersoU did, waving his hat enthusiastically;\\nI,\\nMORE N A HUNDRED YEARS OLD.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "i84\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nTHE JUDGES CAVE, NEW HAVEN.\\nand then they all took dinner together, and, escorting the ex-stamp agent to\\nHartford, made him read his resignation at the court-house.\\nThey knew what they wanted, did n t they? said Roger.\\nThey did, indeed, Uncle Tom answered and quite as emphatically as\\ndid certain of the good patriots of this old town of New Haven when the\\nvindictive Stuarts sought to hunt down the two judges, followers and\\nfriends of the great Cromwell, because they had been of those stern English-\\nmen who sat in judgment upon that royal criminal, Charles I of England,\\nOh the regicides? Was it here they were hid away? cried Marian.\\nDon t call them regicides, my dear, said Uncle Tom. A regicide is\\nthe murderer of a king these men were lawful and righteous judges, who\\ndid more for the good of England than all the Stuarts who ever tyrannized\\nand misruled.\\nBut how did they get to New Haven asked Christine.\\nWith the help of their heels, my dear, Uncle Tom replied. They\\nwere kept racing from King Charles s vengeance from the day of his restora-\\ntion to their death. Thev came oversea to Boston but the detectives were", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n185\\non their track, and they went from one hiding-place to another until they\\nwere secreted in yonder pile of rocks on the hill, since known as the Judges*\\nCave, and in time found their way through the wilderness to Hadley in Massa-\\nchusetts, and there, at last, found both rest and death. But King Charles II\\nCAPTAIN KIDD BURYING HIS TREASURE ON GARDINER S ISLAND.\\nwas especially down upon the people of the New Haven Colony who had\\nsheltered these famous Englishmen from his trackers and trailers, and that\\nwas one of the reasons why the New Haven Colony had the trouble with\\nits charter, and why at last it was absorbed into the Governor and Com-", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "i86\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICxVN COLONIES\\npany of the English Colony of Connecticut, and sent its deputies to the\\nGeneral Court at Hartford instead of retaining the laws and its capital\\nat New Haven.\\nBut Connecticut had two capitals, and so did Rhode Island, too. Why\\nwas that Bert inquired.\\nWhen New Haven was annexed to Connecticut, in 1664, and the Duke\\nof York afterward King James had his property row, Uncle Tom ex-\\nESCUTCHEON AND FIREPLACE IN THE MANuR HOUSE, GARDINER S ISLAND.\\nplained, Hartford was made sole capital of the colony. But in 1701, when\\nthe people scored a point and got their charter government back again,\\nNew Haven asserted its right to be the capital, and the matter was compro-", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "THROUGH THE PLANTATIONS\\n187\\nTHE MANOR HOUSE, GARDINER S ISLAND.\\nmised by having the General Court or Legislature meet in the two cities\\nalternately. It was much the same with Rhode Island, neither Providence\\nnor Newport being willing to give up first place. And so we still have the\\nodd spectacle of a little State with two capitals in Rhode Island s case\\n(although, I believe, that is to be soon done away with), while even Connec-\\nticut held on to its two capitals until 1873, when Hartford, because of its\\ncentral location, was made sole capital of the State, and the old colonial\\nrivalries were put aside forever.\\nBut if Long Island was a part of Connecticut, said Bert, New Haven\\nwould be a more central location than Hartford, would n t it?\\nAbout as much as it is to make San Francisco the central town of the\\nUnited States to-day, just because a straight line from the Alaskan islands\\nputs it in the middle, said Jack; and that is ridiculous.\\nIn one sense Bert is correct, Uncle Tom explained; but Long Island\\ndid not long remain part of Connecticut. For when that grasping and greedy\\nDuke of York came along and gobbled up from the Dutch the province of\\nNew York, he claimed all Long Island as his and got it. And so New\\nEneland lost Lonor Island, althous^h almost all its eastern half w^as set-\\nded by New England people. In fact, from Oyster Bay to Montauk Point\\nthe island was all English, and the estate of Lion Gardiner, still in the hands\\nof the Gardiners to-day, was the lordly estate of a noble Englishman who\\nfor years, in true lordly fashion, was the great man of Long Island Gar-\\ndiner of Gardiner, Lord of the Isle of Wight.\\nMy! that sounds very high-toned and baronial, exclaimed Marian.\\nTell us about it, Uncle Tom?", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "1 88 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nNot much to tell, Uncle Tom replied. The Isle of Wight was the\\nname of what later became known as Gardiner s Island, off the east end of\\nLong Island. It is a beautiful island, seven miles long by two miles wide,\\nand was purchased from the Indians by Lion Gardiner, one of the noble\\nsyndicate who started the Saybrook Colony in Connecticut, of which we\\nknow. It was in 1636 that Lion Gardiner, commander of the fort at Say-\\nbrook, bouorht the Isle of Wio-ht, which in 1686 was erected and consti-\\ntuted one Lordship and Manor, to be henceforth called the Lordship and\\nManor of Gardiner s Island. And in this very town of New Haven I can\\nshow you the tombstone of his Excellency John Gardiner, third Lord of\\nthe Manor.\\nHow interesting said Christine. What a lot of stories there must\\nbe about it\\nThere are, as well as about that whole extreme eastern end of Long\\nIsland, from the Hamptons to Sag Harbor and Montauk. It is worth a trip\\nacross the Sound to see the land.\\nThe boys and girls voted unanimously that Uncle Tom, as usual, was\\nright. For, after a trip up the Connecticut and through the old towns made\\nfamous in colonial history in the days of fine old Governor John Winthrop\\nthe younger, noble son of a noble father, they went again to New London,\\nand crossed to Long Island that sea-barrier to Connecticut for which the\\nold colony sacrificed, suffered, and fought. From Riverhead to Orient and\\nfrom Quogue to Montauk they explored both alligator-like jaws of Long\\nIsland, wide open for the smaller islands that are gathered in, and there\\nthey saw, not only lovely Gardiner s Island, with all its thrilling and inter-\\nesting stories, from Captain Kidd to Juliana, the wife of a President of the\\nUnited States: but they saturated themselves with the whole continental and\\nRevolutionary story of eastern Long Island. Once a part of the plantations\\nof Connecticut, the region was in the Revolutionary War the home of a\\nstrong and stalwart breed of patriots who faced the harrying redcoats of\\nKing George with all the pluck and all the heroism of their New England\\nkindred, and spilled their blood in defense of liberty and the cause more\\ngenerously, in proportion to their numbers, than any other section of the\\nrevolted colonies of the king.\\nAnd then, once again. Uncle Tom and his young people sought the\\nshaded corner of the piazza on the Newport cliffs, and decided that the\\nplantations along the Sound were as full of colonial flavor and colonial\\ninterest as were any other of the ancestral Meccas to which they had\\npilgrimaged, from Boston to New Orleans.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XII\\nFROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND\\nHow Captain John Smith Used his Eyes The Struggle for the Eastern\\nBoitndaiy Baron Castine of St. Castine^ D Anlnay and La Tour\\nSir Humphrey Gilbert and Martin Pring How Maine and New\\nHampshi7 e Broke from Massachusetts Fishermen and Fi enchmen\\nA Land of Many Stirring Memories.\\nvS Uncle Tom and his pilgrims were, as you know, ex-\\nMm cellent sailors, the young people were jubilant when the\\n_j^J same friend on whose roomy yacht they had coasted\\niPJ!LL_:^ from the Carolinas to Old Point Comfort appeared\\nupon the scene in the fine harbor of Newport and\\nsuggested a longshore cruise to Bar Harbor an invitation which Uncle\\nTom gladly accepted.\\nOut from beautiful Narragansett Bay, through Vineyard Sound, and\\naround the great bended arm of Cape Cod, the yacht bore them over sum-\\nmer seas, steaming toward the north, with health and vigor and the salty\\nseasoning of tan and tonic on every breeze, until the hog s back of Appledore\\nlifted itself above the waves, and the tower of White Island Light stood out as\\nthe beacon of the famous, rugged, and picturesque Isles of Shoals.\\nIt was along this track, said Uncle Tom, as the yacht turned from that\\nrocky outpost of New Hampshire s only seaport and headed for Portsmouth\\nharbor, that Captain John Smith came sailing many years ago, with eyes\\nequally open for codfish, colonial possibilities, and the main chance.\\nBut he was not the first discoverer of these coasts, was he. Uncle\\nTom? demanded Bert.\\nBy no means, his uncle replied. France and England were already\\nrivals for these parts, and even before their day the Spanish came cruising\\ninto these waters, or rather those farther to the eastward, seeking fish", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "190\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nfor their fasting days, and claimed the land by right of possession and\\nprivilege.\\nI knew it, Jack declared emphatically. I was just waiting to have\\nthat claim entered. Is there any section of this land that Don Whiskerado\\nwho walked on the Prado did n t claim for his sovereign lord of Spain\\nPHOTOGRAPH BY THE SOULE PHOTO. CO.\\nWHITE ISLAND, FROM STAR ISLAND, ISLES OF SHOALS.\\nVery doubtful, Jack, Uncle Tom replied, with a laugh. The Span-\\niard of the times of Columbus, and of that Philip of Spain who launched the\\nArmada miscalled the Invincible and Qfave his name to our own\\nPhilippines, had a way, that has not altogether died out in the world, of\\nclaiming everything in sight New England as well as old England.\\nWhy! did they claim they owned old England, too demanded Marian.\\nSurely, her uncle answered. By virtue of his marriage to Queen\\nMary of England, Philip II called himself King of England and Spain, and\\nthe quarrel he had with his vigorous and royal sister-in-law, Elizabeth of", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND I9I\\nEngland, covered England as well as America; and as it sent the great\\nArmada to dispute the first, so it sent war-ships and fighting men across the\\nsea to hold America forever for the King of Spain.\\nOnly they did n t, said Roger.\\nNo, they did n t, thanks to the vigor of Elizabeth of England and the\\nstrenuousness of English seaman, soldiers, and adventurers, Uncle Tom\\nreplied. You see, up to the reign of Queen Elizabeth the whole of Amer-\\nica south of latitude 44\u00c2\u00b0 that is, south of this very region in which we are\\nsailing was conceded to Spain. But Elizabeth remembering how her\\nbrother, the boy King Edward, had set afloat the Company of Merchant\\nAdventurers for discovery in foreign parts pooh-poohed the idea that\\nSpain had a monopoly on all the Western world, and in 1566 changed the\\nname of the Merchant Adventurers to the Fellowship of English Merchants\\nfor Discovery of New Trades, and boldly asserted England s right to the\\nregion into which Cabot had carried the English flag.\\nGood for her cried Jack, while Marian nodded an emphatic approval.\\nUpon that, went on Uncle Tom, such noble and now historic Enelish-\\nmen as Sir Humphrey Gilbert and Sir Richard Grenville petitioned the\\nqueen to let them go west for the discovering of certain rich and unknown\\nlands, which, they declared, were fatally reserved for England and for the\\nhonor of your Majesty and then the crab-fight we located in Florida waters\\nbegan also here along New England shores.\\nWas n t it off here somewhere that Sir Humphrey Gilbert was ship-\\nwrecked queried Bert.\\nYes a long way to the eastward, though, Uncle Tom replied. He\\nhad been on a venture to Newfoundland, which was a ereat cause of conten-\\ntion, in those days, because of the immense number of codfish in these East-\\nern waters. In fact, in 1577 the first move against Spain suggested to\\nQueen Elizabeth was for the destruction of the Spanish fishing-fleets that\\ncame over here, cruising from Georges Banks to Newfoundland. Tf)ou will\\nlet us do this first, the ambitious and pugnacious Englishmen told their\\nqueen, we will next take the West Indies from Spain, and you will be mon-\\narch of the seas and out of danger from every one.\\nThat s the talk exclaimed Jack. And that s just what Uncle Sam\\nhas done to-day, eh, Uncle Tom?\\nWho was it suggested that? queried Roger.\\nIt is not absolutely known, Uncle Tom replied the memorandum is\\nnot signed but it is thought to have come from Sir Humphrey Gilbert.\\nWho died off here at sea? said Marian.\\nYes, said Uncle Tom; after he and Sir Walter Raleiijh had twice", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "192\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nMR WALTER RALEIGH S HOME AT YOUGHAL IN IRELAND.\\ntried to leave England, and had been recalled because they had not force\\nenough to face the Spaniards. At last, however, in 1583, Gilbert, with five\\nships, sailed from Plymouth, in England, across to these regions, landed, and\\ntook possession of Newfoundland in the name of the queen, and then, strik-\\ning southwesterly (which would have brought them into these waters), ran\\ninto a frightful storm, and then, at midmight on the 9th of September, the\\nlights of the little Squirrel went out forever. Brave Sir Humphrey Gilbert\\nand his great schemes for colonization were swallowed up by the very waters\\nwhose possession he had sought to wrest from Spain.\\nOh was that somewhere in these parts Christine cried, with interest.\\nPoor Sir Humphrey he was always one of my heroes.\\nHe was one of the noble Englishmen responsible for the America of to-\\nday, Uncle Tom declared. Who knows Longfellow s poem about him?\\nChristine did; and she repeated the lines, which had a new significance\\nspoken in that very section of the world which the gallant Sir Humphrey\\nsought, and where, far to the eastward, he went bravely down to death:\\nAlas the land-wind failed,\\nAnd ice-cold grew the night\\nAnd nevermore, on sea or shore,\\nShould Sir Humphrey see the light.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND 1 93\\nHe sat upon the deck\\nThe Book was in his hand\\nDo not fear Heaven is as near,\\nHe said, by water as by land\\nWas it as cold as that here in September asked Bert the literal.\\nWhy not? replied Jack, Don t you remember that August morning\\nswim we had in Boothbay harbor I don t wonder Sir Humphrey collapsed.\\nWell, he did, Uncle Tom assured him; the other vessel, the Golden\\nHind, reached Falmouth in England, so Belknap tells us, through much\\nDEATH OF SIR RICHARD GRENVILLE IN A SEA FIGHT WITH SPAIN.\\nAlso one of the noble Englishmen responsible for the America of to-day.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "194 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\ntempest and peril. But nothing more was seen or heard of the\\nadmiral\\nAnd that s how the Spaniards got even with him, eh? said Roger.\\nBut where does John Smith come in demanded Bert as usual\\ngoing back to the main subject.\\nNot for some years, Uncle Tom replied. Indeed, before his day,\\nChamplain, the Frenchman, and Martin Pring, one of the forgotten wor-\\nthies of Kingsley s dear Devon country, came sailing and exploring in\\nthis region. Pring came in the Speedwell in 1603 eleven years before\\nSmith sailed here and captured most of the credit by giving names to\\ncapes and bays and islands that have remained so named even unto this\\nday.\\nGreat old chaps those Westward Ho! fellows were, Jack com-\\nmented.\\nOld? Why, Jack! exclaimed Uncle Tom. Captain Martin Pring\\nwas very young when he came here discovering. Less than twenty-three\\nwas this bold young adventurer when he ran over the very course we are\\nsailing, one of that gallant band of brave and dauntless seamen whom, as\\nKingsley declares, we shall learn one day to honor as they deserve to\\nwhom England owes her commerce, her colonies, her very existence. See\\nhere I have here in my memorandum-book a part of Martin Pring s memo-\\nrial, that I copied from his monument in Bristol Churchyard, in England,\\nwhere he was buried in 1626. It s a quaint bit of comparison, such as those\\nold epitaph-makers loved. Ah here it is\\nPrudence and Fortitude ore topp this toombe\\nWhich in brave Pring tooke up ye chiefest roome;\\nHis painefull, skillfull travayles reacht as farre\\nAs from the Artick to th Antartick starre\\nHee made himself A Shippe ReHgion\\nHis only compass, and the truth alone\\nHis guiding Cynosure Faith was his sailes,\\nHis anchor Hope, a hope that never failes;\\nHis freight was Charitie, and his returne\\nA fruitful! practice. In this fatal urne\\nHis Shipp s fayr Bulck is lodg d, but ye ritch ladinge\\nIs hous d in Heaven, A haven never fadinge.\\nThat is interesting, is n t*it, though? said Marian, as the young peo-\\nple studied the odd spelling in the memorandum.\\nYes; Pring came sailing down here from Cape Neddock, off York\\ncliffs, you know, where he was hunting for sassafras, and coasted along until", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAOUID AND BEYOND\\n195\\nFROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY THE SOULE PHOTO. CO.\\nMANANAS ISLAND, FROM MONHEGAN ISLAND.\\nBanana some of ihe Maine fishermen call it\\nhe struck Cape Ann and Plymouth, Uncle Tom explained. In 1614\\nJohn Smith followed a similar track, looking for whales and gold-mines, cod-\\nfish and harbors.\\nAll of em pretty scarce around here now, said Jack, who had cruised\\nalong the Maine coast more than once. Where did John the truth-teller\\nstrike his first harbor\\nHe says in the story of his travels: I chanced to arrive in New Eng-\\nland, a part of America, at the Isle of Monhegan. he spelled it Mona-\\nhiggan, and adds that, if he could not find gold or whales, fish and furs\\nwere our refuse.\\nMonhegan, eh? Not much of a harbor there, said Bert.\\nAnd yet that rocky roadstead, a dozen miles offshore, and (until the\\ndaily steamer just put on) almost as hard to get to now as it was in colonial\\ndays, was one of the earliest of New England setdements, and was for\\nyears the chief rendezvous of English ships so that if any one were sailing", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "196 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nto America, he would be liable to say to another captain contemplating an\\nocean trip, Meet me at Monhegan.\\nNice little place for a date in a nor easter, said Jack, who could tell\\nof experiences off that picturesque pile of rocks. I hope they kept it\\neasier than I did last summer. Going down there this trip. Uncle Tom?\\nWe must; it s off Pemaquid, you know, his uncle replied, and Pema-\\nquid was at one time the metropolis of New England.\\nWhere is Pemaquid queried Marian, whose geography was not\\nalways reliable.\\nUp where they make health, and keep it bottled up like soda eh,\\nUncle Tom? was Jack s reply.\\nAs they do all along this delightful Maine coast, upon whose southern\\nlimits we are now pressing as we run into Portsmouth harbor and spy out\\nthe land from Kittery Foreside to Christian Shore.\\nA venerable and tranquil-looking old place they found Portsmouth to be\\na town of quaint homes, a fine hotel, and many memories. The investigators\\nexplored it thoroughly, from the navy-yard and Seavey s Island, where\\nCervera s sailors had lived their brief life as American prisoners, over the\\nbeautiful river stretch up the Piscataqua to the old blockhouse on the Back\\nRiver, the historic town of Dover on the Cocheco, where, under famous\\nGarrison Hill, had fallen that famous Indian massacre that swept the land in\\nthe bloody days of King Philip s War that scourge of all New England.\\nHere, said Uncle Tom, as they drew rein upon the high land above\\nDover Point, was laid the first settlement in New Hampshire. Hilton\\nPoint, Dover Point, or Strawberry Bank, as the names were given it at dif-\\nferent times, and Dover village, above here on the Cocheco, became, about\\n1625, the first settlement of what was later known as New Hampshire for\\nso the colony was called by John Mason, out of love for his English home.\\nYonder, just over that rail fence, stood the first meeting-house and block-\\nhouse, and many a time, when a boy, have I drawn rein on this very spot\\nwith your grandfather, Marian, to get his favorite view over the two rivers\\n(he was a Garrison Hill boy, you know) the same view that stout Captain\\nUnderbill, that free-lance of colonial days, saw as along this very path he\\nrode that fair day that Whittier tells us of, when\\nHe cheered his heart as he rode along\\nWith screed of Scripture and holy song,\\nOr thought how he rode with his lances free\\nBy the Lower Rhine and the Zuyder Zee,\\nTill his wood path grew to a trodden road\\nAnd Hilton Point in the distance showed.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND 1 97\\nHe saw the church with the blockhouse nigh,\\nThe two fair rivers, the flakes thereby,\\nAnd, tacking to windward, low and crank,\\nThe little shallop from Strawberry Bank;\\nAnd he rose in his stirrups and looked abroad\\nOver land and water, and praised the Lord.\\nIt is a beautiful view, is n t it said Christine, as they all drank in that\\nfair landscape of hill and river and pasture-land, while in the northern dis-\\nHE SOULE PHOTO. CO.\\nTHE NUBBLE, YORK HARBOR.\\ntance, sharp and clear, Agamenticus, the fisherman s landmark, lifted itself\\nabove the boulders and beaches of York.\\nWas New Hampshire Maine, or was Maine New Hampshire or\\nwhat? Bert demanded of his uncle, as the yacht left the only seaport of the\\nGranite State and crossed the imaginary line into Maine limits. I m a\\nbit mixed on that point.\\nAs others have been before your day, Bert, his uncle replied. You\\nsee, there was a time when all this region was Massachusetts. There were\\nso many grants and counter-grants, and patents and counter-patents, that", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "198\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nreally those much governed colonists did n t know just who their bosses\\nwere, even when the Frenchmen were not putting in a claim. But Massa-\\nchusetts, basing her claim upon a patent which gave her a territory to a\\npoint three miles above the head waters of the Merrimac, traced those head\\nwaters far up among the White Mountains, and, claiming all the land to the\\nsouth, took in the best parts of Maine and New Hampshire.\\nTaking ways those Massachusetts Bay people had, had n t they,\\nthough? commented Jack.\\nMaine and New Hampshire both objected, Uncle Tom continued,\\nand the struggle over the rival claims did not always go as the Bay people\\nIN THE OLD PORTSMOUTH DAYS.\\ndesired. But when, in 1691, Massachusetts lost her chartered independence\\nand became a province of the crown, the Bay Colony was given, to assuage\\nits pain, a huge plaster in the shape of a region extending from Long Island\\nSound to the Gulf of St. Lawrence for into the province of Massachusetts\\nBay were then merged the provinces of Plymouth, Massachusetts Bay, Maine,\\nSagadahoc, and Acadia, while New Hampshire became so frequently a part\\nof the Massachusetts Province that a Portsmouth man could not tell which\\ncolony he belonged to. Finally, however, piece by piece, the territory was\\ntorn away from Massachusetts; Acadia was lopped off; New Hampshire, in\\n1740, setup for herself, and Maine chafed under the restraint of Massa-\\nchusetts jurisdiction.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND\\n199\\nROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY MRS. G_ H WARNER OF WASHINGTON.\\nOLD GARRISON HOUSE, CAPE PORPOISE, MAINE.\\nBuilt in 1632.\\nAnd when did she break away? said Bert. In the Revohition\\nNot for years after, Uncle Tom repHed. It took a second war with\\nEngland to give Maine her statehood. Even then a great slice of her terri-\\ntory what is now New Brunswick was given to England, to allow the\\nCanadians a clear road from Halifax to Quebec, and in 1820 the separation\\nfrom Massachusetts was finally accomplished, and Maine became a State in\\nthe American Union.\\nAnd I always thought she was one of the original thirteen, said\\nMarian.\\nThe fault was not that of Maine, Uncle Tom informed the five. Her\\nbeginnings were promising and her expectations were great. At one time\\nold Pemaquid, of which to-day scarce a stone remains, was the chief city of\\nNew England, and yonder, under the shadow of Agamenticus, Sir Ferdinand\u00c2\u00a9\\nGorges, Maine s earliest patentee and proprietor, in 1645 laid out a great\\ncity, twenty-one miles square, which was to be called Gorgeana, and was\\nto have a mayor, twelve aldermen, and a common council of twenty-four\\noffices which it took two thirds of all the men in the city to fill.\\nLike a regiment all colonels and captains, was n t it? said Jack.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "200\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nAnd Massachusetts was the Perseus who destroyed the Maine Gorgon\\nor Gorgeana, eh? Roger remarked. Wise old chaps, those Bay Colony\\npeople\\nSo most of the Maine folks thought until the colony grew stout enough\\nto oo alone, Uncle Tom replied; and then, as you see, it took years to\\nsettle the affair. But it is a\\npicturesque region, full of rich\\nand interesting memories.\\nThey did that old section\\nof New Hampshire s beginnings\\nthoroughly, from the great hotel\\nat beautiful Newcastle to the\\nrelics of Indian raid at Cocheco\\nFalls and then they pushed\\nalong in their yacht, running into\\nthe little island-guarded harbor\\nof Cape Porpoise; that, they all\\nknew, was first named by Captain\\nSmith, and was the only harbor\\nof refuee between Portland and\\nPortsmouth, as it indented the\\npine-bordered Maine shore just\\nabove the point where the jutting\\nheadland of Cape Arundel, or\\nKennebunkport, gives the fairest\\nsea view that the tourist can find\\nalone the whole Atlantic coast.\\nSo on from Cape Porpoise\\nLight they sailed leisurely, study-\\ning the coast-line, and catching\\nnow and then filmy glimpses of\\nfar-off Mount Washington, which good Dr. Richard Vines saw more than two\\ncenturies before as, the first of White Mountain tourists, he came up the valley\\nof the Saco and passed through Crawford Notch. Even then the Notch was\\nthe gateway of the mountains, entered by captive English colonists en route\\nto Canadian imprisonment, as now by modern tourists doing the White\\nHills in these later days of luxurious summer travel only, as Marian de-\\nclared, those poor captives did n t go in parlor-cars or on tally-hos.\\nIn and out they sailed, from beautiful Portland harbor, past Great Head\\nand the Loins of Pork, alive with sea-birds, to Boothbay, that summer par-\\nmmn\\nOLD TILDEN HOUSE, CASTINE.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND\\n20I\\nadise, and the grim but picturesque rocks of Monhegan, then up the Penob-\\nscot to story-filled and legend-bathed Castine, and on, still across the island-\\nstudded bays of Maine, to Mount Desert audits cottages -the Newport of\\nthe East.\\nAs they sailed thus along the shores which for more than two centuries\\nhave been the region of feud and adventure, of profit and pleasure, the re-\\nA MAINE FISHERMAN AT HIS WORK.\\nsort of hardy fishermen and rest- seeking millionaires, Uncle Tom told his\\nyoung companions the stirring story of Maine, and how amid its sea rocks\\nand its dim forest aisles was first waged that fight for possession in which\\ntwo great nations grappled for lordship and boundaries, only to end* after a\\nfull century and more of struggle, when, on the Heights of Abraham, Mont-\\ncalm gave up in defeat, and Wolfe, dying in the hour of victory, gave the\\npossession of a continent to the triumphant arms of England.\\nMaine, said Uncle Tom, as he and his young people stood within the\\nconfines of old Fort George above Castine and surveyed the whole lovely\\nland, received its name, so we have been told, from the queen of King", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "202 THE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nCharles, the Stuart who lost his head; she was Henrietta Maria, daughter\\nof the brave Frenchman, Henry of Navarre, and the province of Maine in\\nFrance, which was the dowry or marriage portion of the French princess,\\ngave its name to this section of the New World, for whose possession\\nFrance and England were to battle so long and so fiercely. That is what\\nwe have always heard; but now we are told that the Princess Henrietta\\nMaria did not own the French province of Maine, and that the name of our\\nPine-tree State is simply the abridgment of the name given to it by the\\nhardy fishermen of these coasts, who always spoke of it as the Mainland,\\nor simply the Main. You can accept whichever you prefer.\\nThe division of opinion was about even the girls voting for the roman-\\ntic dowry name of the French princess, the boys accepting the practical\\ndecision of their friends the fishermen.\\nThe fishermen seem to have it, anyhow, Uncle Tom declared; for it\\nwas because of them that this region first came into the colonial market;\\nand the cod and other fish of these ragged shores have been hunted for and\\nfought over from the days of the old Basque fishermen, before the voyages\\nof Columbus, to the three-mile limit that marks the international rivalries,\\ntreaties, and arbitrations of our own day. Just west of us, you know, on the\\nmainland opposite Monhegan, we found the very brief remains of Pemaquid,\\nthe ancient city of Jamestown, as it was called, the first metropolis of\\nNew England; and here at Castine, as we discovered, was the old fort of\\nPentagoet, where French, Dutch, and English traders fought for supremacy\\nfrom the days when, in 1556, the Frenchmen erected here a fur and fishing\\nstation here D Aulnay and La Tour, rival chieftains of Acadia, waged their\\nfeud of blood; here Captain Argall, the colonial adventurer and thorn in the\\nflesh, and John Smith, first manufacturer of whoppers in the way of fish-\\nstories, tarried and traded; here Cromwell asserted the authority and own-\\nership of England, and the Chevalier de Grandfontaine hauled down the\\nEnglish flag and again ran up the fleur-de-lis; here pirates sailed in foray,\\nand retired, defeated or bought off here the priests of Rome built the chapel\\nof Our Lady of Holy Hope and here the Baron Castine of St. Castine,\\nas Whittier calls him, kept his rough but lordly state, and gave his name to\\nthis delightful old town, which has ever since been the Castine which the\\nold baron made secure and Noah Brooks has made famous.\\nWhy, was this Fairport? demanded Jack.\\nThis, boys and girls, is the home of that famous Fairport Nine\\nwhom you know, I suspect, even better than you do the son-in-law of Ma-\\ndockawando, chief of the Tarratines.\\nWhy, who was he? queried Roger.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND\\n20-\\n^.*^i^W*?^^.\\nFROM A PHOTOGRAPH BV THE SOUlE PHOTO. CO.\\nBAR HARBOR, FROM STRAWBERRY HILL.\\nOh, Roger, don t you know demanded Christine. That s in Long-\\nfellow s poem. I recited it at school once. It s in the Tales of a Way-\\nside Inn\\nAnother day and many a day\\nAnd many a week and month depart,\\nWhen a fatal letter wings the way\\nAcross the sea like a bird of prey,\\nAnd strikes and tears the old man s heart.\\nLo the young Baron of St. Castine,\\nSwift as the wind is, and as wild,\\nHas married a dusky Tarratine,\\nHas married Madockawando s child\\nHo! married an Indian girl, did he? cried Jack, and set up house-\\nkeeping here as a baron and chief? That was great.\\nHow romantic said Marian. Just like Pocahontas over again.\\nCastine was scarcely a Rolfe, Marian, her uncle informed her. But\\nhe certainly was a most picturesque figure in the old trading-post which he,\\nwith the help of his Indian father-in-law, here built up and held under the", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "204\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nBARON CASTINE.\\nbanner of the Grand Monarque. Through Dutch invasion, Enghsh occu-\\npation, and piratical foray he still held to his post, and though he did n t come\\nto his own again in just the way Longfellow s poem describes, he did finally\\ngo back to France with a fortune in good dry gold, wrung from his trade\\nin furs and fish, and with also alas! for Madockawando s child a second\\nwife, who was French and not Indian.\\nHow horrid of him You just take the poetry and romance all out of\\nthe story, Uncle Tom, cried Marian.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND 205\\nPerhaps; but there is enough and to spare in the story of Castine, her\\nuncle repHed. I never think of him as the gay young soldier of the\\nEuropean wars whom Longfellow pictures I think of him as the stern but\\nfoxy old defender of his lucrative trading-post, sachem of the Tarratines,\\nand lord of the manor, whom the Indians held in so much veneration that\\nthey always spread skins and mats for him to tread upon when returning\\nhere from trade or foray the rugged old adventurer whom Whittier pic-\\ntures for us so vividly in his poem of Mogg Megone\\nOne whose bearded cheek\\nAnd white and wrinkled brow bespeak\\nA wanderer from the shores of France\\nA few long locks of scattering snow\\nBeneath a battered morion flow,\\nAnd from the rivets of the vest\\nWhich girts in state his ample breast\\nThe slanted sunbeams glance.\\nIn the harsh outlines of his face\\nPassion and sin have left their trace;\\nYet, save worn brow and thin gray hair,\\nNo signs of weary age are there.\\nHis step is firm, his eye is keen.\\nNor years in broil and battle spent,\\nNor toils, nor wounds, nor pain have bent\\nThe lordly frame of old Castine.\\nThat s more as I should picture him, too, Bert declared. Those\\nold chaps did n t have any flowery beds of ease here, did they, Uncle\\nTom?\\nFar from it, Bert, his uncle answered. It was hard work, watchful-\\nness, shrewdness, one eye always open, one hand always on the sword-hilt,\\nthat kept men like Castine in possession of their border castles in those\\ndays of savage allies and still more savage foemen. England gave France\\nno rest there were war fleets from the sea, stealthy forays from the land,\\nthe midnight attack, the war-whoop and the French or English battle-cry,\\nthe burning blockhouse, the slaughtered defenders of hearth and home, the\\nweary trail of prisoners through the wilderness. By all these alarms and\\nthrough all these horrors did the fight for the border go on, until at last out\\nof French defeat came English possession and American power. In no phase\\nof the world s story was the progress of Anglo-Saxon supremacy more\\ndramatically or more strenuously marked than in this struggle for possession\\nof the northern and eastern boundaries of New Encrland.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "2o6\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nHurrah for us cried Jack.\\nDown upon the quaint old town at their feet they looked, filled with the\\nbeauty of the scene before them. To the south stretched the hill-guarded\\nBay of Penobscot, to the east lay the shining and lessening Bagaduce, and\\nabout them ran the lines of the old fort made, remade, and made again\\nthrough nearly twice two hundred years of the struggle for power and pos-\\nsession. They had explored the land well before they took their good-by\\nlook from the fort above Castine they had ferried across the river to\\nPHOTOGRAPH BV THE SOULE PHOTO. CO.\\nPEMAQUID POINT, MAINE.\\nBrooksville they had driven through the long stretches of odorous balsam\\nforests to the cliffs of Cape Rosier and the Reach they had rounded Fort\\nPoint and sailed up the Penobscot to Bangor and Orono and Oldtown\\nand now, once again, they voted Castine and its surroundings just beau-\\ntiful.\\nIt looks just like the Catskill Mountains with the ocean turned on,\\nBert had declared, on the Rosier cliffs, and there was some truth in his\\ncharacterization. But while Jack was most impressed with the fact that here\\nwas the home of those venturesome village boys of Noah Brooks s delightful\\nFairport, Christine, moved by the stories of Baron Castine and the brave", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "FROM PORTSMOUTH TO PEMAQUID AND BEYOND\\n207\\nPHOTOGRAPH BY THE SOULE PHOTO. CO.\\nLOOKING NORTH FROM CAPE ROSIER, PENOBSCOT BAY.\\nLady La Tour, found herself feeling just a bit sorry for the dispossession of\\nthose old and picturesque French lords of the manors and castles that Eng-\\nland had wrested away, and she said so, as was her wont.\\nThe world s sympathies are usually with those who lose, my dear,\\nUncle Tom replied, even though their success would have been the greatest\\nof failures. Can you imagine America a Latin land What would it have\\nbeen to-day had France or Spain won in the struggle for its posses-\\nsion\\nAnd echo answers, What? exclaimed Jack.\\nNo; the divine economy, the ways of Providence, the welfare of the\\nearth, made it imperative that this northern half of the Western world should\\nbe an English-speaking, English-working world. As England stands the\\nbulwark and safeguard of the liberties of Europe, so does our republic stand\\nthe safeguard and bulwark of America, and to this end it was necessary\\nthat here, on the rugged Maine coast, France should yield the sovereignty\\nto England, and all North America become Anglicized on the path to\\nliberty.\\nI suppose you are right, Uncle Tom Christine began.\\nRight? Of course he is, Jack declared. What else could be right?\\nAmerica for the Americans! Had n t you rather be what you are than a\\nsefiorita or a ma m selle, Christine", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "208\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nYou know what Holmes says, Roger remarked, with one of his in-\\nfrequent and somewhat halting drops into poetry:\\nAnd what if court or castle vaunt\\nIts children loftier born\\nWho heeds the silken tassel s flaunt\\nBeside the golden corn\\nThey ask not for the dainty toil\\nOf ribboned knights and earls\\nThe daughters of the virgin soil,\\nOur free-born Yankee girls\\nBravo, Roger! Well done, young Boston cried Bert and Jack, ap-\\nplauding, while the girls made him stately courtesies of appreciation; and\\nUncle Tom, entering into the spirit of the compliment, capped Roger s quo-\\ntation with the closing lines of Holmes s tribute, waving his hand meantime\\ntoward the cliffs of Cape Rosier and the pine-clad islands of the Penobscot\\nFrom barest rock to bleakest shore,\\nWhere farthest sail unfurls,\\nThat stars and stripes are streaming o er\\nGod bless our Yankee girls\\nLIGHTHOUSE POINT, CASTINE.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "CHAPTER XIII\\nON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\nIn the Land of Evangeline Louisburg and Halifax Across New Bruns-\\nwick In Nezv and Old Quebec The Struggle for a Language The\\nTriumph of English Speech The Colonial Expansion of the Great\\nRepublic.\\ne CASTING eastward to Bar Harbor and its\\nbeauties of sea and shore, of liill and wave, Uncle\\nTom and his young people there bade good-by to\\ntheir yacht and continued their tour of the Maritime\\nProvinces into Maine s departed slice, New Bruns-\\nwick then, crossing the Bay of Fundy from St. John\\nto Digby, they entered Acadia, home of the happy,\\nand, in the glorious days of a Nova Scotian summer,\\nsped through the beautiful land of Evangeline, crossed\\nthe island to busy Halifax, the garrison city by the\\nsea, steamed up the coast to and through the pictur-\\nesque Bras d Or Lakes to what Charles Dudley Warner\\nonce delightfully described as Baddeck, and That\\nSort of Thing, and after exploring the little that is\\nleft of the once powerful fortress of Louisburg, re-\\ntraced their way to Truro, and, by the Intercolonial\\nRailway, crossed New Brunswick, skirted the broad\\nbay-Hke St. Lawrence to Levis, and so, at last, crossed\\nto the Gibraltar of America Quebec, the sentinel city of the St. Law-\\nrence, the fortress-crowned rock where two nations and two races fought\\nthe pivotal battle for the possession of the Western world.\\nDespite its frequent stretches of blasted pine and weary wastes, the\\njourney was full of interest to the colonial pilgrims. Often Uncle Tom had\\n14 209\\nPHOTOGRAPHED By WOOOILL.\\nMONUMENT AT LOUISBURG ERECTED TO THE\\nMEMORY OF 31R VMLLIAM PEPPERELL.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "2IO\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nto act as a restraining influence; for when the girls almost wept over the\\nsad story of the Acadian exiles and said hard things of England, as they\\nfound themselves passing through the beautiful land of Evangeline, Uncle\\nTom showed them the reverse of the picture: he told them how, in 1755,\\nthe race feud was even fiercer than it is to-day, and French and English\\ncould not live peaceably as comrades and neighbors under one flag; how\\nthe Acadians were unruly and quarrelsome, impeding the progress of\\nEnglish ideas and methods, and finally brought upon themselves their\\nown punishment of expulsion.\\nIt was hard and harsh, Uncle Tom admitted, but it was a military\\nand political necessity, and it was the imperative step toward making Nova\\nAT BADDECK, CAPE BRETON ISLAND.\\nScotia what she is to-day England s bulwark and outer defense in North\\nAmerica, loyal to the core.\\nThat Nova Scotia was loyal to the core they found evidences in plenty\\nin Halifax. Seated upon her peerless harbor, the old town, which for a\\nhundred and fifty years has been the chief garrison city of England in\\nAmerica, looks oft\\\\ipon its forts and its war-ships, and listens almost unceas-\\ningly to the strains of God Save the Queen\\nBut Uncle Tom informed his young people, as from the glacis of Citadel\\nHill they drank in the superb view, that the location and present glory of\\nHalifax, one of the most important positions in the British Empire, were due\\nlargely to the people of Massachusetts.\\nHow s that, sir? queried Roger, interested at once.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n21 I\\nYour forefa-\\nthers of the Bay\\nProvince, Roger,\\nUncle Tom re-\\npHed, saw that\\nPort Royal, or An-\\nnapolis, as we know\\nit, upon the Bay of\\nFundy, was not\\nenough of astrong-\\nhold to withstand\\nthe French power,\\neven after Sir William Phips and his New-\\nEnglanders, in 1690, had conquered it\\nfrom France. A sea station was needed,\\nwhere fleets could ride in safety. But it was\\nnot until fifty years after, when Louisburg fell in\\nI 745 to the fishermen and farmers of New Eng-\\nland, led by the Maine man, Pepperell, only to\\nbe returned to France by the treaty of i 748,\\nthat the demand of New England for a stronger\\ndefense was granted, and Halifax, founded in\\n1745, gradually became the rendezvous of the\\nBritish fleets and forces which soon after were\\nto complete the conquest of Canada.\\nHow long was Canada F rench, Uncle\\nTom? Roger inquired.\\nFor two hundred and five years, Uncle Tom replied. From that hot\\nAugust day in 1554 when Jacques Cartier set up the standard of France on\\nthe shores of Chaleur Bay. to that September day in 1759 when the stan-\\ndard of France on the citadel at Quebec gave place to the flag of England,\\nCanada was French. But, long before that time, Basque and Norman fish-\\nermen knew and frequented these coasts, and it seems beyond doubt that\\nthe Spaniards were the first real discoverers.\\nOf course; I could have told you so with m)- eyes shut, declared\\nJack.\\nBut with your ears open. Jack, Uncle Tom said, with a laugh; for the\\nvery name Canada is declared to be Spanish, Aca nada said the first\\nSpanish explorers, disappointed in their gold hunt along these shores;\\naca nada here is nothincr And there is the name a Canada! Thus\\nTHE TIP\\nOF CAPE BLOMIDON.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "212\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nthe Indians caught the sound of the name, and repeating it to the next white\\narrivals, fastened that name on the wide Dominion of to-day.\\nThere s where Spain missed it again, eh? said Jack, pointing off to\\nthe busy city by the sea here is a good deal, I should say.\\nIs n t it odd about names, though? said Marian. But why is it Nova\\nScotia here, and why Halifax?\\nThose are not Indian, I know, said Roger.\\nWhy, no; of course, not, said Bert. Nova Scotia is New Scotland,\\nis n t it, Uncle Tom? But why?\\nThe old patent business over again, his uncle replied. In 1621 one\\nSir William Alexander, a Scotchman, obtained from the King of England,\\nTHE BRAS D OR LAKES, CAPE BRETON ISLAND.\\nthrough the Plymouth Company, a charter for the lordship and barony of\\nNew Scotland called Nova Scotia; and there you are!\\nHow everybody did give away everybody else s things in those old\\ndays, said Marian, even to changing names.\\nI think Acadia is a much nicer name than Nova Scotia, said Christine.\\nIs it the same as Arcadia or Arcady, home of the happy, Uncle Tom?", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n213\\nPHOTOGRAPHED BY WOODILL.\\nREMAINS OF BOMB-PROOFS AT LOUISBURG.\\nThe King s Bastion.\\nUncle Tom laughed at Christine s poetic query.\\nLet s see; Arcadia means felicity and rural happiness, does n t it,\\nBert? he said.\\nYes, sir, the scholar replied, from that old-time country in Greece,\\nwhich was said to be the home of simplicity and peace.\\nAnd Acadie or Acadia is said to be simply the French turn to the\\nIndian name aqiioddy a pollock, declared Uncle Tom.\\nA pollock! a fish! Oh, Uncle Tom! cried Christine; and Marian\\nexclaimed, The idea! I just won t believe it.\\nWell, said Jack, the pollock s a mighty pretty fish, if it is rather\\nslim eating. And there the study of derivations rested.\\nThrough the forest-covered, water-seamed lands of New Brunswick to\\nPoint Levis and Quebec the travelers journeyed, with the story of colonial\\nCanada ever before them. For, as they journeyed, Uncle Tom gave them\\nthe whole picturesque tale from the days of Cartier and Champlain to those\\nof Frontenac and Montcalm. He told them of the brave and brilliant sac-\\nrifices of Jesuit missionaries, and French adventurers and explorers, to make\\nand keep the whole vast region French of the Fathers Brebeuf, Allouez,\\nand Marquette bearing the cross to the lakes and forests of the West; of\\nthe explorers Nicolet and Joliet and La Salle covering all western America\\nin their discoveries and claims; of the seigniors and governors and states-\\nmen and warriors who ruled and conquered in Canada, and established on", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "214\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nSr\u00c2\u00bb^^-iiSfiI^iS\\nthe Heights of Abraham and the\\nisland and hill of the kine\\nFrance s two strongholds and\\nwarders of the Western worM\\nQuebec, so named from one of\\ntheir home memories by the Nor-\\nmans of Cartier {Quel Bcc!^\\na small bit of medieval Europe\\nperched upon a rock and dried for\\nkeeping, as Henry Ward Beecher\\ngraphically described it and Mon-\\ntreal Mont Real or Royal, the\\nhill of the king, the modern me-\\ntropolis of Canada.\\nThe travelers expended their energy and expletives in their enthusi-\\nastic occupation of Quebec. And when from the lofty esplanade, on\\nwhich stands the splendid new hotel, they overlooked the whole magnificent\\nview below them, forest and river and islands, mountains and farm-lands,\\ncity and fort, tower and town, and, far in the distance, the purple Laurentian\\nhills, oldest in time of all the lands of the earth, they were silent for just a\\nmoment, and then all the pent-up enthusiasm of youthful lovers of nature,\\nTHE CITADEL, QUEBEC.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM 215\\nart, and sentiment burst out in the one weak but cumulative sentence:\\nIs n t it just splendid\\nBut Uncle Tom saw in this pivot point of history something more than\\na grand view he felt even more than its seventeenth-century atmosphere\\nhe saw the Old and the New, alike. To him came those suggestive lines of\\nthe poet Thorold:\\nHere sailed Jacques Cartier bold, and great Champlain\\nHere vigorous Frontenac with iron ruled\\nHere fell two heroes one in victory\\nScarce realized his rival in defeat\\nScarce known. Peace from their glorious graves has schooled\\nThe ancient discord, till our minstrelsy\\nSings growth united in war s ancient seat\\nHe repeated the lines for his young people, as together they looked off\\nfrom the embattled height of the Citadel City,\\nGrowth united in war s ancient seat, he said. Here you have it,\\nin this old city of King Louis become a show town of Victoria the Empress\\nThe ancient discord has indeed been schooled, and how much your ancestors\\nand mine contributed to that schooling this quaint old walled city of Quebec\\ncould eloquently tell. For here ended that crab- fight of the races, of which\\nwe talked in Florida and Louisiana and yonder, beyond this fortress-\\ncrowned rock, on what is known to you as the Heights of Abraham, was won\\nthe vital victory in that struggle for a language which had wasted many a\\nfine settlement north as well as south, and finally established English speech\\nand English customs along the valley of the St. Lawrence, down the whole\\ncourse of the wonderful Mississippi, and along the blue and wide-reaching\\nwaters of the Gulf of Mexico from the Rio Grande to the winter city of St.\\nAugustine and the flower-bordered river of May.*\\nHow interesting exclaimed Marian, But what do you mean by a\\nstruggle for a language, Uncle Tom\\nJust what I say, my dear, her uncle replied. All along the rim of that\\nmighty half-circle that swings around from the mouth of the St. Lawrence,\\nthrough the wonderful Mississippi to the tourist-traveled St. Johns of Florida,\\nwas fought, for near two hundred years, a struggle for possession and a\\ndominant speech that finally gave all that debatable land first to the\\nguardianship of England, and, in time, to the starry flag of the great\\nrepublic.\\nNot Canada yet. Uncle Tom, said literal Bert,\\nNot yet, his uncle replied. But even here does the fitness of things\\ndisplay itself To-day the Dominion and the Republic, from eying each", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "2l6\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nV fit*\\nother in a sort of half-hearted jealousy across the border, have grown into\\nan appreciation of the strength of blood and kin, and, in a union of speech,\\ndraw closer together in friendly possession of the\\ncontinent their ancestors joined hands to win.\\nHow did they do it asked Roger, proud\\nof the Anglo-Saxon power.\\nBy their strength of will, and Indian pudding,\\nUncle Tom replied.\\nIndian pudding Why, what do you mean by\\nthat cried Marian, thinking\\nUncle Tom s assertion de-\\ncidedly queer.\\nI mean, my dear, re-\\nh^l My\\\\ turned Uncle Tom, that the\\nnext time you boys\\nand girls have your\\nfried mush for\\nA CANADIAN REVEL: A SKATING CARNIVAL IN MONTREAL.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n217\\nQUEBEC FROM THE RIVER.\\nbreakfast, or your Indian pud-\\nding at dessert, you must not fail\\nto remember that vou are devour-\\ning the two elements that gave the\\nbalance of power to the English-\\nspeaking race on the western Atlantic; the two elements that really made\\nyou modern Americans Indian corn and fresh water.\\nEven Bert looked puzzled at this declaration but Christine scented a\\nstory under it all, and following her lead, all the company at once pressed\\nUncle Tom for the story that must, they knew from experience, be also an\\nexplanation.\\nHe gathered them within the white and golden glories of the ladies\\npavilion in the big hotel above the storied river, and there, amid the frequent\\ninterruptions of these favored auditors. Uncle Tom gave his girls and boys\\nhis story of the fight for a language.\\nHe reminded them once again of the struggle between Spain and Eng-\\nland in the South, for the possession of what, from the days of Columbus,\\nSpain was conceded to own Verrazano and the Cabots to the contrary\\nnotwithstanding until Queen Elizabeth said her say and threw down the\\ngage of defiance to Spain whereupon, from the St. Lawrence to the Delta\\nof the Mississippi, Spaniards, Frenchmen, and Englishmen grappled for the\\nmastery and possession of a continent.\\nBut where does the fried mush come in queried Jack, reverting to\\nhis uncle s puzzling statement.\\nYes, sir; you said Indian corn and fresh water settled things for the\\nEnglish, Bert said. How so?\\nUncle Tom smiled. That s where the Frenchmen come in, he replied.\\nFor as surely as lack of gold drove the disappointed Spaniards from the\\nlands De Soto sought to conquer along the Gulf, so surely did the abun-", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "2i;\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\ndance of Indian corn and fresh water give the Enghsh the mastery, and force\\nthe Frenchmen first into and then out of Canada.\\nI don t see how, persisted Bert.\\nCarry the map of North America, especially of these United States, in\\nyour eye, Bert, Uncle Tom replied. You are surely, all of you, good enough\\ngeography scholars for that. From the moment you sail into the mouth of the\\nSt. Lawrence, ou can go by water all the way to Duluth. In that marvelous\\nchain of five great lakes and a mighty river you are traversing three\\nquarters of all the fresh water on the globe. From Lake Superior to the\\nsources of the Mississippi expert\\ncanoeists like you boys can\\nactually go by water, thus enter-\\ning the greatest river system of\\nthe world; for that wonderful\\nstream has more navigable trib-\\nutaries than an)^ other river on\\nthe globe, excepting, perhaps,\\nthe Amazon. The Great Lakes\\non the north, the Mississippi on\\nthe west There ou have your\\nfresh water, for the control of\\nwhich France and England\\nstruggled for centuries, and\\nwhich fell finally to the might\\nof Eno land and her colonies,\\nthanks to Indian corn.\\nThat sounds awfully funn)-,\\nUncle Tom, cried Marian.\\nHow did Indian corn do it?\\nMade every Frenchman\\nacknowledge the corn, I sup-\\npose, suggested Jack the irre-\\npressible.\\nIndian corn, said Uncle\\nTom, not deigning to notice\\nJack s flippancy, was the staple\\ngrain of the English settlers, just as it had been that of the Indian owners\\nof the soil. It was easily planted, easily raised, and easily harvested\\nit grew more plentifully than any other grain; the stalks were good for\\nforage; the corn was ground readily into meal. Indian corn meant bread\\nIN THE STREETS OF MONTREAL.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n219\\nthe staff of life to the early colonists it flourished where their home\\norains brouMit from Encrlancl would crrow but slowly, and it o-rew\\nA COLONIAL CHURCH IN CANADA\\nEg!ise de Notre Dame de Bonsecours, Montreal.\\nonly to any advantage south of the great fresh- water boundaries. In-\\ndeed, it is not too much to say that but for the sustaining and strength-\\nening qualities of Indian corn the English-speaking race would not so", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "220\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nreadily. If at all, have secured footing and possession of these United\\nStates. For strength of body meant strength of purpose and possession.\\nHow about tobacco, Uncle Tom? Roger inquired.\\nTROUBLED TIMES IN COLONIAL DAYS.\\nA parley with the red aUies of France.\\nTobacco was a factor in development, Roger, and a vast one, Uncle\\nlorn replied; but it was not a race-maker, as was Indian corn. It was\\nthe foundation of American commerce, the basis of agriculture south of the\\nPotomac, and the profits from its sale largely gave the means that made the", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n221\\nAmerican Revolution possible and successful. But it was the reason, too,\\nfor the introduction and continuance of slavery in the Southern section a\\ndisturbing element that still remains to vex us, even though Abraham Lin-\\ncoln lived and died. So, you see, tobacco was but a mixed blessing, whereas\\nIndian corn was our mainstay and salvation.\\nEven as it is to-day, eh, Uncle Tom said Bert.\\nEven as it is to-day, his uncle replied. Again and again has the\\ncorn crop of America averted panics and brought back good times. The\\nthirty-six goodly ears of corn, some yellow and some red, that the Prov-\\nincetown Pilgrims dug up near Truro on the Cape have grown into a crop of\\ntwo and a half billions of bushels in these golden years of plenteous harvests,\\nadding fresh strength and riches to an expanding republic.\\nAN OLD CANADIAN STRONGHOLD.\\nFort Chambly on the Richelieu Riser.\\nAnd you say it helped us expand in the old days, too, Uncle Tom?\\nsaid Bert. But how\\nBy the brain and brawn it gave to our ancestors, Bert, answered Uncle\\nTom. It sustained life when they landed, helped them to stay in the days\\nof settlement, gave them strength as the)- slowly grew, and made them so\\nhardy and stout of arm that none could long successfully resist them\\nSpaniards, Frenchmen, Englishmen, or even the corn-fed red Indians them-\\nselves.\\nHurrah for Indian corn! cried Jack.\\nLet s vote for it as the national flower or tassel, echoed Marian.\\nThen I suppose, said Bert, that when you call this story of Eng-\\nlish supremacy the struggle for a language, you mean that the success", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "222\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nGENERAL JAMES ^YOLFE.\\nof the Enj^lish colonists made North America EngHsh in speech and\\nmanners.\\nOh, but it is n t, you know, cried Roger. Why, we were hardly\\nable to get a thing here in Quebec until Marian tried her French on em,\\nand I m sure New Orleans was very Frenchy, and Florida just leaks\\nSpanish.", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n22\\nSo I can find you sections of New York, Roger, where your English\\nwould n t serve you, and even Marian s French would n t help her out, said\\nUncle Tom. The Scandinavians of the Northwest, the Italians of the East,\\nand all the other non-English folk are but exceptions. And they will all speak\\nEnglish in time, when, gradually, in the ages to come, the foreign elements\\nshall have merged into the one imperial citizen the American and the\\nstruggle for a language shall have ended in victory.\\nEven in the West Indies and the Philippines, Uncle Tom? queried\\nBert.\\nUncle Tom smiled.\\nOur new possessions are marked for progress, Bert, however much\\nyou may argue, criticize, and object, he said. No matter how they came\\nto us, no matter what problem their holding creates, they are bound to be\\nin time English in speech and American in laws, just as India and the other\\ncolonies of England have become inseparable parts of the glorious mother-\\ncountry. Anglo-Saxon progress is to remake the world, and the Stars and\\nAN AiMERICAN STAGE-COACH OF 1795.\\nStripes and the Union Jack are to become joint missionaries in evangelizing\\nthe world to the value of individual liberty and the glory of man s might\\nand his upward possibilities.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "224\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nAnd yet, and yet, persisted Bert, looking off through the paviHon\\nwindows to the land that France had lost, it does seem kind of rough that\\nthe French should have lost all of this Why, it was their country if they\\nhad it first.\\nThe French cried Jack. What s the matter with the Spaniards?\\nThe dons were here first of all, even along the St. Lawrence.\\nAnd the Indians were before them, said Christine.\\nYes, but they don t count, Bert replied the red men were n t built for\\nthe future; the Spaniards, too, you know, did n t stick, north of the gold line;\\nbut the French held on to the last. Is n t that so. Uncle Tom\\nQuite correct, Bert, his uncle replied. Spain practically retired early\\nin the struggle, although the border strife along the Florida line was kept\\nup from De Soto to Andrew Jackson, and, in that struggle, we saw at Fred-\\nerica and among the Sea Islands of Georgia how prominent and gallant a\\npart Oglethorpe, the soldier-philanthropist, played so that, too, kept the\\nSpanish-American problem long unsettled.\\nI guess that s settled about now, though, said Jack. Hurrah for\\nDewey and Sampson\\nAnd hurrah for Anglo-Saxon energy, tenacity, and valor, which, thanks\\nto the strength-giving virtues of Indian corn and the necessity of fresh\\nwater, struggled on until Frenchman and Indian were alike forced to the\\nACROSS THE PLAINS IN 49.\\nrear, and America became English in speech and independent in govern-\\nment. Champlain and Frontenac had the valor but not the organizing\\nforce of Winthrop. Duquesne was no match for Washington, nor was", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "OBSTACLES IN THE PATH OF EXPAXSIOX\\nA boy of the western pioneers in a buffalo stampede. But the buffaloes disappeared and the boy stayed.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "226\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nPANORAMA OF NORTHERN\\nMontcalm for Wolfe. So Canada fell, and from the day when, on the Heights\\nof Abraham, Wolfe murmured, I die content, America was to have one\\ncommon language, and shelter its vast possessions beneath the protecting\\nfolds of the Union Jack or of the Stars and Stripes.\\nBut now they tell us it was n t the Heights of Abraham, said Bert, who\\ndearly loved to locate things exactly. That gentleman I was talking with\\non the Dufferin Terrace this morning says that the place where Wolfe and\\nMontcalm fought was not on the Spencewood Road beyond the St. Louis\\ngate, as they showed us, but nearer the walls, in what is now the sec-\\ntion of the city of Quebec, between De Salaberry Street and Claire Fon-\\ntaine.\\nNot on the race-course at all, eh? said Jack. Why, I don t like\\nthat. I had decided that the race-course was just the place for the course of\\nthe races to change the way of running things. Diagram furnished for that,\\nRoger, my boy, if you don t see through it, he added, to the more deliberate\\nRoger s evident disgust.\\nHistory is forever readjusting itself, boys and girls, Uncle Tom said.\\nBattles are fought over again, fields readjusted, and sites shifted. But\\nwhether or not the Heights or Plains of Abraham so named after one Master\\nAbraham Martin, who received from Champlain in 1635 the concession for\\ntwelve acres of land here on the heights took in the race-course and was\\nthe real site of the affair that became one of the decisive battles of\\nthe world, we do know that, on the 13th of September, 1759, Quebec and\\nits defenses fell into the possession of the English, and that the fall of\\nQuebec meant the fall of French power in America, the triumph of the\\nEnglish language, and the future greatness and glory of progressive and", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n227\\nEND OF SAN FRANCISCO.\\nAnglo-Saxon America. What need, then, Bert, to locate the exact spot?\\nHere was the spot the heights above Quebec. To me that is the main\\npoint, and for me, more than Wolfe s victory and Montcalm s defeat, that\\ndual-faced stone in the Governor s Garden is the most eloquent of Quebec s\\nmany ..memories. For its inscription marks that union of sentiment and\\nthat love of valor, without respect to race or clime, which are the true bases\\nof modern chivalry. Do any of you remember the inscription on the memo-\\nrial to Wolfe and Montcalm in the Governor s Garden\\nThey all did, but Bert had it entered in his memorandum-book: Valor\\ngave a common death, history a common fame, and posterity a common\\nmonument.\\nThat is the spirit of the age that I especially like to recognize, said\\nUncle Tom. The Christian charity that accords to courage, worth, and\\nability no exclusiveness of race or country, of section or party. We see it in\\nthe monuments to British foemen on Revolutionary battle-fields, in the me-\\nmorials to the valor of the American soldier on batde-grounds of the Civil\\nWar, even as, in time, we may see recognition of Filipino bravery erected by\\nnew Americans on the Luneta in Manila, or a shaft to the valor of Cronje\\nreared by English esteem amid the red rocks of the kopje of Paardeberg.\\nAnd do you think, Uncle Tom, said Bert, glancing from the windows\\nof the pavilion, that Wolfe s victory here made all those victories of\\nAmerican and Britisher possible\\nBeyond question, Bert, his uncle replied. God moves in a mysteri-\\nous way his wonders to perform, so Cowper tells us. The struggle that kept\\nthe raoraed coast-lines of Maine in continual unrest, that gave to Quebec\\nits crowning glory and its mighty name, that made all the colonial region", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "228\\nTHE CENTURY BOOK OF THE AMERICAN COLONIES\\nNATIVE HOUSE AND FAMILY, MANILA.\\nof North America a stirring story-land of valor and dar.ng, adventure and\\naction, rivalry and feud, offense and defense, where for years was fought\\nthe struggle for a language, saw much of misery, pain, blood, and death; it\\nwas a source of fierce debate and fiercer war, of rivalries, distress, and\\ndread. But out of all these came triumph, out of triumph came advance, and\\nout of advance the greatness of a race, as that long-waged struggle for a\\nlanguage made America English first, and then, finally and forever,\\nAmerican.\\nAnd our new possessions, too? queried Bert.\\nSurely, Bert, his uncle replied. All the colonial advances of\\nAmerica have contributed to her greatness. Why should it be otherwise with\\nher latest acquisitions The extension of America s boundaries, by conquest,\\npurchase, or absorption, is but another phase of the colonial struggle of the\\ngreat republic. Washington saw it from the beginning Franklin foretold\\nit in his practical way Hamilton labored for it and Jefferson made it possi-\\nble. Step by step toward the setting sun the republic moved irresistibly. As", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "ON THE HEIGHTS OF ABRAHAM\\n229\\nBishop Berelkey puts it in his famous Hue, Westward the course of empire\\ntakes its way so the repubhc moves forward into the Ohio lands, into\\nthe blue-grass region, over the Florida line, farther toward the Great\\nLakes and the Michigan country, down along the Mississippi, and then, spring-\\ning across the great stream, into the vast stretches toward the Rockies, up\\nthe slopes and the foot-hills, over the towering peaks, leaping the great plains\\nto the sierras and gold-mines of the Pacific coast, then filling in all the\\nintermediate region, and turning wastes and deserts into gardens and gran-\\naries, reaching out for ice-bound Alaska and making it the nation s treasure-\\nhouse of gold, driving from the islands of the summer seas the unjust\\nstewards who could not rightly develop the wealth of the Antilles, and, by a\\nchain of stepping-stones, bridging the Pacific, and possessing, for progress\\nand development, the plantation of Hawaii and the golden sands of the\\nPhilippines, that fell into line unsought and unexpected. From its colonial\\ndays of small things the great republic has passed through its years of\\nformation, absorption, and isolation, to the era of its uprising as a world\\npower. Thus has i\\\\merica been playing its part of a world civilizer and a\\nrace unifier, first begun along the Atlantic borders, and established by the\\ntriumph of English speech here on the Heights of Abraham. And now, join-\\ning hands, the two English-speaking nations move forward to their imperial\\nposition as the twin bulwarks of civilization, the regenerators of the world,\\nthe leaders in that parliament of man, that Federation of the World, which in\\ntime is to unite all lands in brotherhood, and make all thrones subordinate\\nto the sovereignty of God s last and best creation the man of the future,\\ncompounded of all the progress of all the centuries past.\\nAnd with this great possibility in their minds, a part of the consumma-\\ntion of which was to be their work in the world, while still the stories of\\ncolonial days and the strifes of those who thus had set the future astir in\\ntheir blood, Uncle Tom Dunlap and his young investigators made their way\\nhomeward, and forthwith plunged into the duties and the performances of\\nthat practical twentieth century upon whose threshold they stood, hopeful\\nand expectant.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3526", "width": "2481", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "INDEX\\nOnly the important names are entered here. When the treatment of a subject occupies an entire chapter\\nor a number of pages, the reference is to the frst page only.\\nAcadia. 198, 209.\\nAdelantado, An, 9.\\nAlamance, N. C, 65.\\nAlbany, N. Y., 114, 123.\\nAlden, John, 136.\\nAlexander VI, Pope, 52.\\nAltamaha, 40.\\nAniidas, Captain, 56.\\nAnastasia Island, 10.\\nAndrew, Fort, 39.\\nAndres, Major Edmund, 181.\\nAnnapolis, Md., 82.\\nAnnapolis, N. S., 209.\\nAnnisquam, Mass., 154.\\nAppledore, i8g.\\nAquidneck, 171.\\nAshley River, 45.\\nAtlanta, Ga., 45.\\nAugusta, Ga., 45.\\nAyllon, Captain de, 54, 70.\\nBack River, 196.\\nBacon, Nathaniel, 72.\\nBaddeck, N. S., 209.\\nBagaduce, Me., 206.\\nBaker Island, 149.\\nBaltimore, Lord, 81.\\nBangor, Me., 206.\\nBaptists, 156.\\nBar Harbor, Me., 203,209.\\nBarlow, Captain, 56.\\nBaton Rouge, La., 31.\\nBay Colony, 147.\\nBay of Fundy, 209.\\nBay Path, 155.\\nBay St. Louis, Miss., 27.\\nBergen, N. J., 109.\\nBerkeley, Dean, 172.\\nBerkeley, Governor, 72.\\nBethlehem, Pa., 108.\\nBeverly, Mass., 149.\\nBienville, 24.\\nBiloxi, Miss., 23\\nBlock, Captain Adrien, 115, 172.\\nBlock Island, 175.\\nBoothbay, 200.\\nBoston, Mass., 147.\\nBowne, John, 120.\\nBradford, William, 133.\\nBras d Or Lakes, 209.\\nBreukelen, 123.\\nBristol. Pa., 108.\\nBrooke, Lord, 179.\\nBrooksville, Me., 206.\\nBrunswick, Ga., 35.\\nBurr, Aaron, 40.\\nButler s Island, 40.\\nCabot, Sebastian, 113.\\nCadaillac, 29.\\nCambridge, Mass., 151, 154.\\nCanada, 209.\\nCape Ann, 150, 194.\\nCape Arundel, 200.\\nCape Cod, 131.\\nCape Neddock, 194.\\nCape Porpoise, 200.\\nCape Rosier, 206.\\nCarlos, Don, of Spain, 13.\\nCarolina, 46.\\nCaroline, Fort, II.\\nCarroll, Charles, of CarroUton, 88.\\nCarteret, Philip, 109.\\nCartier, Jacques. 211.\\nCarver, John, 137.\\nCastine, Baron, 202.\\nCastine, Me., 201.\\nCastle Island, 1 16.\\nChaleur Bay, 211.\\nChalmette battle-ground, 33.\\nChamplain, 194.\\nCharles I, 81.\\nCharles II, 164.\\nCharles IX, 46.\\nCharleston, S. C, 46.\\nCharlestown, Mass., 150, 154.\\nCharter Oak, 181.\\nChateauguay, 24.\\nChepachet, K. I., 175.\\nChesapeake Bay, 54, 84.\\nChester, Pa., 91.\\nChickcomacamack, 57.\\nChilton, Mary, 136.\\nChristiana Creek, 92.\\nChristiana, Fort, 93.\\nChristian Shore, 196.\\nChristina-hamm, 92.\\nChristina of Sweden, 92.\\nClayborne, William, 84.\\nCocheco River, 196.\\nColumbus, Christopher, 4.\\nCompany of Merchant Adventurers,\\n6.\\nConey Island, 126.\\nConnecticut, 175.\\nConnecticut River, 179.\\nCooper River, 48.\\nCoventry, Conn., 171.\\nCrozat, 29.\\nCumberland Island, 39.\\nCumberland River, 39.\\nCumberland Sound, 39.\\nCuttyhunk, N. C, 58.\\nDale, Sir Thomas, 69.\\nDanvers, Mass., 158.\\nDare, Virginia, 56.\\nDarien, Ga., 40.\\nDauphine Island, 23.\\nDavenport, John, 174.\\nDe Ayllon, Captain, 54, 70.\\nDedham, Mass., 160.\\nDeerfield, Mass., 158.\\nDelaware River, 91, i 2.\\nDeptford, England, 42.\\nDe Soto, Hernando, 4.\\nDe Vries, 91.\\nDigby, N. S., 209.\\nDighton Rock, 167.\\nDorchester Fishing Company, 150.\\nDorchester, Mass., 151.\\nDorr, General Thomas Wilson, 175.\\nDover, N. H., 196.\\nDrake, Sir Francis, 16, 60.\\nDungeness, 39.\\nDunkards, 105.\\nDutch settlements, 91, 113.\\nEdward VI, 5.\\nElfrith, Captain Daniel, 74.\\nEliot, John, 157.\\nElizabeth City, N. C, 56.\\nElizabeth, N. J., 109.\\nElizabethtown, N. J., 109.\\nElizabeth, Queen, 5.\\nEllaville, Fla., 20.\\nEmigration, The Great, 149.\\nEndicott, John, 150, 152.\\nEricson, Leif 52.\\nEvangeline, 209.\\nFenwick, Alice, iSo.\\nFernandina, Fla., 35.\\nFlorida, i.\\nFort Chambly, 221.\\nFortress Monroe, 51.\\nFox, George, 98.\\nFranklin, Benjamin, 107.", "height": "3557", "width": "2512", "jp2-path": "centurybookofame01broo_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "2^2\\nINDEX\\nFrederica, 40.\\nFrench settlements, 7, 19.\\nGalvez, Bernardo de, 31.\\nGardiner, Lion, 180.\\nGardiner s Island, 187.\\nGates, Sir Thomas, 69.\\nGeorge II, 42.\\nGeorges Banks, 191.\\nGeorgia, 11, 35-\\nGermantown, Pa., ic6.\\nGilbert, Sir Humphrey, 60, 191.\\nGloucester, Mass., 158.\\nGloucester, N. J., 94.\\nGolden Hitid, 193.\\nGorgeana, 199.\\nGorges, Sir Ferdinando, 199.\\nGorton, Samuel, 173.\\nGourgues, Dominique de, 10, 16.\\nGrandpre, Louis, 31.\\nGreater New York, 122.\\nGreene, Nathanael, 39, 174.\\nGrenville, Sir Richard, 60.\\nGringos, 12.\\nGroton, Conn., 175.\\nGuilford, Conn., 175.\\nGulf of Mexico, 6.\\nGunpowder River, 84.\\nGustavus Adolphus, 92.\\nHachard, Madeline, 32.\\nHadley, Mass., 158.\\nHalifax, N. S., 209.\\nHampton Roads, 51.\\nHartford, Conn., 155, 180.\\nHatteras Bank, 57.\\nHatteras, Cape, 51.\\nHavre de Grace, 84.\\nHawkins, Captain John, 6, 46.\\nHenlopen, Cape, 94.\\nHenrietta Maria, Queen, Si.\\nHenry VIII, 6.\\nHighland Light, 138.\\nHilton Point, \\\\(j(i.\\nHouse of Good Hope, 177.\\nHudson River, 113.\\nHugh Wynne, 91.\\nHuguenot, French, 7,\\nHutchinson, Anne, 156, 172.\\nIberville, 22.\\nIndian tribes first known to Colo-\\nnists, Map, loi.\\nIngersoll, Jared, 183.\\nIroquois, 177.\\nIrvmg, Washmgton, 125.\\nIsles of Shoals, 1S9\\nJackson, Andrew, 12,32.\\nJacksonville, I la., 8.\\nJames I, 139.\\nJames Rivt-r, 69.\\nJamestown, Va., 54, 70.\\njekyl Island, 38.\\nJersey City, N. J., 123.\\nJoppa, Md., 84.\\nKennebunkporl, 20c.\\nKent Island, 84, 90\\nKey, Francis Scott, 88.\\nKidd, Captain, 188.\\nKill van Kull, 109.\\nKing Philip s War. 196.\\nK ngston, N. Y., 125.\\nKittery Foreside, 196.\\nKitty Hawk, N. C, 58.\\nKnickerbocker, Diedricli, 125.\\nKnickerbockers, 123.\\nKo-ko-un, 77.\\nLake George, 126.\\nLake Erie, 93.\\nLancaster, Pa., 108.\\nLane, Raljih, 60.\\nLa Salle, 28.\\nLaud, Archbishop, 149.\\nLaudonni^re, 12.\\nLaw, John, 29.\\nLee, Harry, 39.\\nLeisler, Jacob, 182.\\nL^vis, P. Q., 209.\\nLocke, John, 48.\\nLong Island, 109, 187.\\nLong Island Sound, 175.\\nLong Point, 131.\\nLouisburg, N. S., 209.\\nLouisiana, 21.\\nLouis XIV, 22.\\nLuna, Don Tristan de, 12.\\nLyme, Conn., 175.\\nLynn, Mass., 154, 158.\\nMcGregor, filibuster, 35.\\nMcintosh, Rory, 16, 44.\\nMaine, 189.\\nMamonatowick, 77.\\nMananas Island, 195.\\nManhattan Island, 113.\\nManteo, N. C, 57.\\nManton s Cove, 170.\\nMarblehead, Mass., 158.\\nMarion, Fort, 3.\\nMaritime Provinces, 209.\\nMarmion, 179.\\nMaryland, 81.\\nMason, John, 196.\\nMassachusetts, 131.\\nMassachusetts Bay, 147.\\nMassacre Island, 23.\\nMassasoit, 170.\\nMa-ta-oka, 77.\\nMay, Cnpe, 93.\\nMayport, Fla., 10.\\nMayfimver, The, 131.\\nMecklenburg, N. C, 65.\\nMediterranean Sea, 93.\\nMenendez, Don Pedro, 10, 46, 8i\\nMennonites, 105.\\nMerrimac River, 198.\\nMinol s Ledge Lighthouse, 146.\\nMississippi River, 19.\\nMobile, Ala., 19.\\nMohawk Valley, 125.\\nMonhegan, Isle of, 195.\\nMontauk Point, 1S7.\\nMonteano, Governor, 16.\\nMontreal, Can., 214.\\nMoravian Brethren, 105.\\nMount Desert, Me., 201.\\nMullens, Priscilia, 136.\\nMurat, 21.\\nMusgrave, Mary, 44.\\nNarragansett Indians, 172.\\nNarragansett Pier, R. 175.\\nNarvaez, 15.\\nNassau, Fort, 94.\\nNew Albion, 1 10.\\nNew Amsterdam, 113.\\nNewark Bay, 109.\\nNewark, N. J., 109.\\nNew Brunswick, 199, 209.\\nNewburyport, Mass., 158.\\nNewcastle, Del., 94.\\nNewcastle, N. H., 200.\\nNewfoundland, 191.\\nNew Hampshire, 189.\\nNew Haven, Conn., 176.\\nNew Jersey, 108.\\nNew London, Conn., 175.\\nNew Orleans, La., 19.\\nNewport, Captain Christopher, 51.\\nNewport News, Va., 67.\\nNewport, R. I., 165.\\nNew Scotland, 212.\\nNew Sweden, 92.\\nNew York City, 113.\\nNew York State, 113.\\nNicholson, Governor, 78.\\nNorman s Woe, 15S.\\nNorth Carolina, 51.\\nNorthmen, 168.\\nNova Scotia, 209.\\nOglethorpe, James Edward, 11, 41.\\nOhanoak, 59.\\nOlate, Captain, 4.\\nOld Chester Tales, 91.\\nOld Colony, The, 131.\\nOld Point Comfort, Va., 51.\\nOld Swede Church, Wilmington, 95.\\nOld town, Me., 206.\\nOrange, Fort, 123.\\nO Reilly, Don Alexander, 31.\\nOrono, Me., 206.\\nOsceola, 14.\\nOswego, N. Y., 124.\\nOxenstiern, Count Axel, 92.\\nOyster Bay, 187.\\nPalatine, Earl, 1 10.\\nPamet River, 138.\\nPamlico Sound, 57.\\nPasquotank, N. C., 56.\\nPastorius, 106.\\nPavonia, N. J., 123.\\nPawtuxet, R. I., 173.\\nPemaquid, Me., 196.\\nPennsylvania, 91, 97.\\nPenn Treaty Park, 97.\\nPenn, William, 94, 98.\\nPenobscot River, 201.\\nPensacola, Fla., 12.\\nPentagoet, 202.\\nPepperell, Sir William, 211.\\nPequot, 180.\\nPercy, George, 69.\\nPevey, Master George, 51.\\nPhiladelphia, Pa., 88, 91, 97.\\nPhilip, King, 170.\\nPhilippines, 223.\\nPhillipse manor-house, Yonkers,i26.\\nPhips, Sir William, 211.\\nPietists, 105.\\nPilgrims, The, 131.\\nPiscataqua River, 196.\\nPiscataway, N. J., 109.\\nPlowden, Sir Edmund, 109.\\nPlymouth, 138, 194.\\nPocahontas, 68.\\nPompey Stone, The, 114.\\nPonce de Leon, 2.\\nPortland, Me., 200.\\nPort Royal, N. S., 211.\\nPortsmouth, N. H., 189.\\nPortsmouth, R. I., 173.\\nPotomac River, 88.\\nPowhatan, 76.\\nPring, Martin, 104.\\nPrintz, Johaii, 95.\\nPrisoners of Ilojie, 91.\\nProvidence, R. 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J., 109.\\nSan Miguel, Church of, Santa Fe,\\n4-\\nSan Miguel, Fort, 21.\\nSan Miguel, Va., 70.\\nSanta Fe, New Mexico, 4.\\nSarah Constant, 6S.\\nSatourina, 14.\\nSaugus, Mass., 154.\\nSavannah, Ga., 35.\\nSay and Seal, 179.\\nSay and Sele, Lord, 177.\\nSaybrook, Conn., 155, 175, 179.\\nSchenectady, N. Y., 125.\\nScituate, Mass., 142.\\nSea Islands, 35.\\nSeavey s Island, 196.\\nSeekonk River, 170.\\nSeparatists, 133.\\nSerigny, 24.\\nSevern River, 90.\\nShackamaxon, 97.\\nShaftesbury, Earl of, 48.\\nSmith, Captain John, 67.\\nSopus, N. Y., 125.\\nSpanish settlements, i.\\nSpeedzvcll, 194.\\nSpringfield, Mass., 155.\\nStandish, Miles, 138.\\nStonington, Conn., 175.\\nStuyvesant, Peter, 94, 121.\\nSuwannee River, 20.\\nSwedish Settlements, 91.\\nTallahassee, Fla., 12, 20.\\nTampa, Fla., 12.\\nTaunton, Mass., 142.\\nTerra Marie, 81.\\nTiconderoga, 126.\\nTiger, 116.\\nTimberneck Bay, 77.\\nTo Have and to Hold, 91.\\nTono-chi-chi, 48.\\nTreasurer, privateer, 74-\\nTrenton, N. J., 93, 108.\\nTristan de Luna, Don, 12.\\nTruro, Mass., 138.\\nTruro, N. S., 209.\\nTyber, Ga., 45.\\nUnderbill, Captain, 196.\\nUnited States Naval Academy, 83.\\nValley of the Swans, 91.\\nVane, Sir Harry, 156.\\nVan Rensselaer manor-house, Green-\\nbush, N. Y., 128.\\nVerrazano, 171.\\nVillafane, Captain Angel de, 37,\\n.54-\\nVines, Dr. Richard, 200.\\nVirginia, 51, 67.\\nWalking Purchase, The, loi.\\nWampanoags, 170.\\nWanchese, N. C, 57.\\nWayside Inn, 158.\\nWesley, John, 40, 43.\\nWesley, John and Charles, 43.\\nWest India Company, 121.\\nWest Indies, 223.\\nWest, Thomas, Lord Delaware, 69.\\nWestward Ho 6, 194,\\nWethersfield, Conn., 155, 183.\\nWhitefield, Rev. George, 43.\\nWhite, John, 61.\\nWhite Mountains, 198.\\nWhitney, Eli, 39.\\nWilliam and Mary, College of, 78.\\nWilliamsburg, Va., 74.\\nWilliams, Roger, 156, 168.\\nWilmington, Del., 91.\\nWindsor, Conn., 155.\\nWinthrop, John, 104, 147.\\nWolfe, Gen. James, 222.\\nWoodbridge, N. 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