The Republican journal., 1875-01-14

of glory | sat me down to rest, being
aweary with much climbing over rocks
and down fallen trees, for to pluck these
fair little blossoms which spring never
brought to US at home. A moment after,
was sore smitten with fear, for behind
me one lightly rustled in the thick leaves
and broke twigs under his feet; when no
wild creature or savage came forth-but
Master Philip. Peradventure Aunt Pris-
ella would say made unmaidenly show
OF pleasure at his company. He sat him
self down beside me and we had no need
for speech whilst the first brightness faded
off from the waves. In truth, it was very
like heaven unto me. After time he laid
his hand upon mine and said; Il love
thee, Hope Allerton, and desilse thee for
my wife" What more he said there is no
use that | write; l shall not forget it.
The manuscript is here so mutilated that
much of it is illegible. We gather from
it, however, that sympathizing with Pru-
dence Tinker in her dependency, Hope
entreats Philip Mather 'to have pleasant
conversation with her. and speak unto her
wise words of comfort The next date
Of interest is
June 3D. Prudence Tinker hath strange
spirit, Aunt Priscilla made relation Of her
behavior in this manner: "Yesternight,
as Philip walked with you down the path
to the wood, took the Scriptures and sat
me down upon the door-stone to read. A
l;ltio time thereafter lifted up my eyes
and beheld Prudence Tinker. with bunch
of blue posies in her hand; she stood I'M
de- the big elm and gazed after you. |
called unto the young woman, and made
inquiry had she planted herself there and
did she think to take rootP Her counte-
nance was not pleasant to look upon; so
for her greater ease, made mention that
it was doubtless good tor her to bear the
yoke in her youth Whereupon she cast
the posies under her heel and spake out
hotly, Mistress Priscilla, if thou hadst
borne the yoke in thy youth and died un-
der it, | could not mourn that thou didst
not live out all thy days OF certainty
Prudence Tinker hath too glib tongue in
her head. Now, as for me, have pity OF
poor Prudence's case, and ! marvel at Aunt
Priscilla's ways. If one hath spot which
hath soreness. verify she suifereth pain un-
til she pricketh it,
June 18th. Sometimes l think it is not
the loss Of Peleg's affections that has so
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herself after Philip; in which case l trem-
bic lest she cast, even how, a snare for
him. and so ruin my happiness.
june 10Th. Last night the wind did
make such comHotion we were in great
fear tho house would come about our ears.
Aunt Priscilla had i'll success with sleep,
and was in sore trouble with bad dreams.
1t did beseem that the precious stones had
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night and lighted candle, like unto the
woman in the Scriptures, and searched the
house. but found them not. Aunt Priscilla
says it is IN i'll dream and BODIES no good.
June 25th. Prudence Tinker stirreth
my spirit within me- She keepeth watch
lul eye that get small speech with Philip.
She callcth him her friend and councillor;
She runneth to him all times for advice
and she tattcreth him unduly. | myself
do know that there is not a man like unto
him i'll the colony; Yet it is for me to con-
1ess that and not for her to so declare
and that to his very countenance. 1t was
not wise in me to advise that he comfort
her, but have supposed kindness was
better than cunning.
June 30th | like not AZ all the going
on OF this matter 1t seemeth to me Aunt
Priscilla is most blind; she was never wont
to be so slow in spying out that which was
stirring-yet it may be my imagination
rmneth away with me. Furthermore,
Aunt Priscilla, albeit she is so stern, vet
thlnketh am passing fair aud attractive;
and therefore because she herself doth not
like Prudence Tinker's person or mind,
she seeth not how another may-as indeed
it seemeth to me Philip Mather doth.
July 9Th. Certain words of Prudence
Iinkers have come to my ears this day
| have given the ring to Aunt Priscilla,
and she hath returned it to Philip Mather;
what She hath said to him know not. 1t
was Of necessity that | told her, for she
saw at last the sore vexation of my soul.
August lst. There is no trust save in
God | would iain go unto my Father in
heaven | am like unto homesick child
in a strange land. The women are most
kind to me. | know not why. for my
trouble is unknown save unto Aunt Pris-
ella. They say | stay too closely by the
spinning -wheel--that the color hath all
gone out Of my face. 1t may we'll be so;
for it seemeth also to have gone from
every thing without me.
August 2nd. The women bring report
that Hobamak and Squanto have been
treacherously dealt with by the Indians
and that Captain Standish and divers others
have gone to Namassaket, and-Philip
Mather has also gone with them | spake
my mind to Aunt Priscilla, that had con-
tidcnee that he would not fall prey to
those heather. She made answer "'Ven-
geance is mine, will repay saith the
Lord-lct the Lords will be done She
is very wroth with Philip, and desires not
to behold his countenance again. As for
me, can not hate one whom have loved.
(No date.) Philip has come again unto
his home, and is exceeding i'll. by reason
of tolls, WEAKNESS and exposure endured
They say mis- fever rageth fiercely. O may
Cod turn death aside from him and let him
have long life in the land | would far
rather that he should be happy than that
myself should, and if it should be so that
Prudence Tinker can be unto him true
and faithful wife-I ought rather to be
pleased than writhe under the thought
thereof. l have not grace sufficient.
This morning, as | sat idle before the
spinning wheel, Philip sent messenger,
saying: Come, for l have great long.
ing to speak with thee!"
ran in great speed the whole way, and
came into the room where. he lay. His
countenance was of color white like mar
BILE, and the fever left him as child for
weakness. He made with his hand a mo-
ton that many who watched beside him
should stand back, and when | came so
close by him, he whispered, There hath
been a grevous mistake, Hope Allerton
| lore and have loved none other than thee.
Wilt thou wear again my ring ?" l was
not able at once to answer, because Of
sudden swelling within my throat; yet on
account Of that which he saw in my face,
he put underneath his pillow his hand, and
drawing forth the ring, put it again upon
my finger. Then those who stood by whis-
pered among themselves that if he were
near death it was not right that he should
longer let his miud be exercised over this
thing; yet | can not think God would be
wroth even were Philip in his last hours;
for surely the bringing of light and peace
into q sOu1 can not he an evil WORK Mora