A Story of Plymouth Colony in 1620

[Illustration: "Constance opened the door, stepping back to let the

bride precede her"]


_A Story of Plymouth Colony in 1620_























This story is like those we hear of our neighbours to-day: it is a

mixture of fact and fancy.

The aim in telling it has been to present Plymouth Colony as it was in

its first three years of existence; to keep to possibilities, even while

inventing incidents.

Actual events have been transferred from a later to an earlier year when

they could be made useful, to bring them within the story's compass, and

to develop it.

For instance, John Billington was lost for five days and died early, but

not as early as in the story. Stephen Hopkins was fined for allowing

his servants to play shovelboard, but this did not happen till some time

later than 1622. Stephen Hopkins was twice married; records show that

there was dissension; that the second wife tried to get an inheritance

for her own children, to the injury of the son and daughter of the first

wife. Facts of this sort are used, enlarged upon, construed to cause, or

altered to suit, certain results.

But there is fidelity to the general trend of events, above all to the

spirit of Plymouth in its beginnings. As far as may be, the people who

have been transferred into the story act in accordance with what is

known of the actual bearers of these names.

There was a Maid of Plymouth, Constance Hopkins, who came in the

_Mayflower_, with her father Stephen; her stepmother, Eliza; her

brother, Giles, and her little half-sister and brother, Damaris and

Oceanus, and to whom the _Anne_, in 1623, brought her husband,

Honourable Nicholas Snowe, afterward one of the founders of Eastham,


Undoubtedly the real Constance Hopkins was sweeter than the story can

make her, as a living girl must be sweeter than one created of paper and

ink. Yet it is hoped that this Plymouth Maid, Constance, of the story,

may also find friends.



I. With England's Shores Left Far Astern 3

II. To Buffet Waves and Ride on Storms 15

III. Weary Waiting at the Gates 31

IV. The First Yuletide 45

V. The New Year in the New Land 61

VI. Stout Hearts and Sad Ones 76

VII. The Persuasive Power of Justice

and Violence 90

VIII. Deep Love, Deep Wound 104

IX. Seedtime of the First Spring 119

X. Treaties 133

XI. A Home Begun and a Home Undone 150

XII. The Lost Lads 166

XIII. Sundry Herbs and Simples 183

XIV. Light-Minded Man, Heavy-Hearted Master 199

XV. The "Fortune" That Sailed, First West,

then East 216

XVI. A Gallant Lad Withal 234

XVII. The Well-Conned Lesson 251

XVIII. Christmas Wins, Though Outlawed 267

XIX. A Fault Confessed, Thereby Redressed 284

XX. The Third Summer's Garnered Yield 302


"Constance opened the door, stepping back to let

the bride precede her" _Frontispiece_

(_See page 157_)


"'Constantia; confess, confess--and do not try

to shield thy wicked brother'" 52

"'Look there,' said John Alden" 116

"'You look splendid, my Knight of the Wilderness'" 244


A Story of Plymouth Colony in 1620



With England's Shores Left Far Astern

A young girl, brown-haired, blue-eyed, with a sweet seriousness that was

neither joy nor sorrow upon her fair pale face, leaned against the mast

on the _Mayflower's_ deck watching the bustle of the final preparations

for setting sail westward.

A boy somewhat older than she stood beside her whittling an arrow from a

bit of beechwood, whistling through his teeth, his tongue pressed

against them, a livelier air than a pilgrim boy from Leyden was supposed

to know, and sullenly scorning to betray interest in the excitement

ashore and aboard.

A little girl clung to the pretty young girl's skirt; the unlikeness

between them, though they were sisters, was explained by their being but

half sisters. Little Damaris was like her mother, Constance's

stepmother, while Constance herself reflected the delicateloveliness of

her own and her brother Giles's mother, dead in early youth and lying

now at rest in a green English churchyard while her children were

setting forth into the unknown.

Two boys--one older than Constance, Giles's age, the other younger than

the girl--came rushing down the deck with such impetuosity, plus the

younger lad's head used as a battering ram, that the men at work stowing

away hampers and barrels, trying to clear a way for the start, gave

place to the rough onslaught.

Several looked after the pair in a way that suggested something more

vigorous than a look had it not been that fear of the pilgrim leaders

restrained swearing. Not a whit did the charging lads care for the wrath

they aroused. The elder stopped himself by clutching the rope which

Constance Hopkins idly swung, while the younger caught Giles around the

waist and nearly pulled him over.

"I'll teach you manners, you young savage, Francis Billington!" growled

Giles, but he did not mean it, as Francis well knew.

"If I'm a savage I'll be the only one of us at home in America,"

chuckled the boy.

"Getting ready an arrow for the savage?" he added.

"It's all decided. There's been the greatest to-do ashore. Why didn't

you come off the ship to see the last of 'em, Constance?" interrupted

the older boy. Constance Hopkins shook her head, sadly.

"Nay, then, John, I've had my fill of partings," she said. "Are they

gone back, those we had to leave behind?"

"That have they!" cried John Billington. "Some of them were sorry to

miss the adventure, but if truth were told some were glad to be well out

of it, and with no more disgrace in setting back than that the

_Mayflower_ could not hold us all. Well, they've missed danger and maybe

death, but I'd not be out of it for a king's ransom. Giles, what do you

think is whispered? That the _Speedwell_ could make the voyage as well

as the _Mayflower_, though she be smaller, if only she carried less

sail, and that her leaking is--a greater leak in her master Reynolds's

truth, and that she'd be seaworthy if he'd let her!"

"Cur!" growled Giles Hopkins. "He knows he'd have to stay with his ship

in the wilderness a year it might be and there's better comfort in

England and Holland! We're well rid of him if he's that kind of a

coward. I wondered myself if he was up to a trick when we put in the

first time, at Dartmouth. This time when we made Plymouth I smelled a

rat certain. Are we almost loaded?"

"Yes. They've packed all the provisions from the _Speedwell_ into the

_Mayflower_ that she will hold. We'll be off soon. Not too soon! The

sixth day of September, and we a month dallying along the shore because

of the _Speedwell's_ leaking! Constantia, you'll be cold before we make

a fire in the New World I'm thinking!"

John Billington chuckled as if the cold of winter in the wilderness were

a merry jest.

"Cold, and maybe hungry, and maybe ill of body and sick of heart, but

never quite losing courage, I hope, John, comrade!" Constance said,

looking up with a smile and a flush that warmed her white cheeks from

which heavy thoughts had driven their usual soft colour.

"No fear! You're the kind that says little and does much," said John

Billington with surprising sharpness in a lad that never seemed to have

a thought to spare for anything but madcap pranks.

"Here come Father, and the captain, and dear John," said little Damaris.

Stephen Hopkins was a strong-built man, with a fire in his eye, and an

air of the world about him, in spite of his severe Puritan garb, that

declared him different from most of his comrades of the Leyden community

of English exiles.

With all her likeness to her dead English girl-mother, who was gentle

born and well bred, there was something in Constance as she stood now,

head up and eyes bright, that was also like her father.

Beside Mr. Hopkins walked a thick-set man, a soldier in every motion and

look, with little of the Puritan in his air, and just behind them came a

young man, far younger than either of the others, with an open, pleasant

English face, and an expression at once shy and friendly.

"Oh, dear John Alden!" cried little Damaris, and forsook Constance's

skirt for John Alden's ready arms which raised her to his shoulder.

Giles Hopkins's gloom lifted as he returned Captain Myles Standish's


"Yes, Captain; I'm ready enough to sail," he said, answering the

captain's question.

"Mistress Constantia?" suggested Myles Standish.

"Is there doubt of it when we've twice put in from sea, and were ready

to sail when we left Southampton a month ago?" asked Constance. "Sure we

are ready, Captain Standish, as you well know. Where is Mistress Rose?"

"In the women's cabin with Mistress Hopkins putting to rights their

belongings as fast as they can before we weigh anchor, and get perhaps

stood on our heads by winds and waves," Captain Standish smiled. "Though

the wind is fine for us now." His face clouded. "Mistress Rose is a

frail rose, Con! They will be coming on deck to see the start."

"The voyage may give sweet Rose new strength, Captain Standish,"

murmured Constance coming close to the captain and slipping her hand

into his, for she was his prime favourite and his lovely, frail young

wife's chosen friend, in spite of the ten years difference in their


"Ah, Con, my lass, God grant it, but I'm sore afraid for her! How can

she buffet the exposure of a wilderness winter, and--hush! Here they

are!" whispered Myles Standish.

Mistress Eliza Hopkins was tall, bony, sinewy of build, with a dark,

strong face, determination and temper in her eye. Rose Standish was her

opposite--a slight, pale, drooping creature not more than five years

above twenty; patience, suffering in her every motion, and clinging

affection in every line of her gentle face.

Constance ran to wind her arm around her as Rose came up and slipped one

little hand into her husband's arm.

Mrs. Hopkins frowned.

"It likes me not to see you so forward with caresses, Constantia," she

said, and her voice rasped like the ship's tackles as the sailors got up

the canvas.

"It is not becoming in the elect whose hearts are set upon heavenly

things to fawn upon creatures, nor make unmaidenly displays."

Giles kicked viciously at the rope which Constance had held. It was not

hard to guess that the unnatural gloom, the sullenness that marked a boy

meant by Nature to be pleasant, was due to bad blood between him and

this aggressive stepmother, who plainly did not like him.

"Oh, Mistress Hopkins," cried Constance, flushing, "why do you think it

is wrong to be loving? Never can I believe God who made us with warm

hearts, and gave us such darlings as Rose Standish, didn't want us to

love and show our love."

"You are much too free with your irreverence, Mistress Constantia; it

becomes you not to proclaim your Maker's opinions and desires for his

saints," said Mrs. Hopkins, frowning heavily.

"'Sdeath, Eliza, will you never let the girl alone?" cried Stephen

Hopkins, angrily.

"As though we had nothing to think of in weighing anchor and leaving

England for ever--and for what else besides, who knows--without carping

at a little girl's loving natural ways to an older girl whom she loves?

I agree with Connie; it's good to sweeten life with affection."

"Connie, forsooth!" echoed Mrs. Hopkins, bitterly. "Are we to use

meaningless titles for young women setting forth to found a kingdom? And

do you still use the oaths of worldlings, as you did just now? Oh,

Stephen Hopkins, may you not be found unworthy of your high calling and

invoke the wrath of Heaven upon your family!"

Stephen Hopkins looked ready to burst out into hot wrath, but Myles

Standish gave him a humorous glance, and shrugged his shoulders.

"What would you?" he seemed to say. "Old friend, bad temper seizes every

opportunity to wreak itself, and we who have seen the world can afford

to let the women fume. Jealousy is a worse vice than an oath of the

Stuart reign."

Stephen Hopkins harkened to this unspoken philosophy; Myles Standish had

great influence over him. This, with the rapid gathering on deck of the

rest of the pilgrims, served to avert what threatened to be an explosion

of pardonable wrath. They came crowding up from the cabins, this

courageous band of determined men and women, and gathered silently to

look their last on home, and not merely on home, but on the comforts of

the established life which to many among them were necessary to their


There were many children, sober little men and women, in unchildlike

caricatures of their elders' garb and with solemn round faces looking

scared by the gravity around them.

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  • shield [ʃi:ld] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.盾牌;防御 v.保护   (初中英语单词)
  • wicked [´wikid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.邪恶的;不道德的   (初中英语单词)
  • betray [bi´trei] 移动到这儿单词发声  vt.背叛;辜负;暴露   (初中英语单词)
  • delicate [´delikət] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.精美的;微妙的   (初中英语单词)
  • savage [´sævidʒ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.野蛮的 n.蛮人   (初中英语单词)
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  • voyage [´vɔi-idʒ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.&vi.航海;航程;旅行   (初中英语单词)
  • wilderness [´wildənis] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.荒地,荒野   (初中英语单词)
  • driven [´driv(ə)n] 移动到这儿单词发声  drive 的过去分词   (初中英语单词)
  • surprising [sə´praiziŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.惊人的;意外的   (初中英语单词)
  • severe [si´viə] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.严厉的;苛刻的   (初中英语单词)
  • mistress [´mistris] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.女主人;情妇;女能手   (初中英语单词)
  • anchor [´æŋkə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.锚 v.抛锚   (初中英语单词)
  • temper [´tempə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.韧度 v.锻炼;调和   (初中英语单词)
  • patience [´peiʃəns] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.忍耐(力);耐心;坚韧   (初中英语单词)
  • suffering [´sʌfəriŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.痛苦;灾害   (初中英语单词)
  • plainly [´pleinli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.平坦地;简单地   (初中英语单词)
  • proclaim [prə´kleim] 移动到这儿单词发声  vt.宣布;公布;声明   (初中英语单词)
  • bitterly [´bitəli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.悲痛地;憎恨地   (初中英语单词)
  • philosophy [fi´lɔsəfi] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.哲学;人生观   (初中英语单词)
  • silently [´sailəntli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.寂静地;沉默地   (初中英语单词)
  • solemn [´sɔləm] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.严肃的;隆重的   (初中英语单词)
  • pilgrim [´pilgrim] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.旅行者;香客   (高中英语单词)
  • precede [pri´si:d] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.领先;先于   (高中英语单词)
  • accordance [ə´kɔ:dəns] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.一致;调和   (高中英语单词)
  • buffet [´bʌfit, bʌ´fət] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.食品小卖部 v.打击   (高中英语单词)
  • knight [nait] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.骑士;爵士   (高中英语单词)
  • bustle [´bʌsəl] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.(使)匆忙 n.匆忙   (高中英语单词)
  • decided [di´saidid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.明显的;决定的   (高中英语单词)
  • ransom [´rænsəm] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.赎金;勒索 vt.赎   (高中英语单词)
  • puritan [´pjuəritən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.&a.清教徒(的)   (高中英语单词)
  • likeness [´laiknis] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.相似;肖像;外表   (高中英语单词)
  • motion [´məuʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.手势 vt.打手势   (高中英语单词)
  • exposure [ik´spəuʒə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.暴露;曝光(时间)   (高中英语单词)
  • determination [di,tə:mi´neiʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.决心;决定   (高中英语单词)
  • loving [´lʌviŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.爱的,有爱情的   (高中英语单词)
  • jealousy [´dʒeləsi] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.妒忌;猜忌   (高中英语单词)
  • gravity [´græviti] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.严肃;严重;重力   (高中英语单词)
  • plymouth [´pliməθ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.普利茅斯   (英语四级单词)
  • fidelity [fi´deliti] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.忠实;精确;保真度   (英语四级单词)
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  • setting [´setiŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.安装;排字;布景   (英语四级单词)
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  • churchyard [´tʃə:tʃjɑ:d] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.教堂院子   (英语四级单词)
  • trying [´traiiŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.难堪的;费劲的   (英语四级单词)
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  • aggressive [ə´gresiv] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.进攻的;侵略的   (英语四级单词)
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  • unworthy [ʌn´wə:ði] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.不值得的;不足道的   (英语四级单词)
  • humorous [´hju:mərəs] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.富于幽默的,诙谐的   (英语四级单词)
  • gathering [´gæðəriŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.集会,聚集   (英语四级单词)
  • dissension [di´senʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.争论,纠纷   (英语六级单词)
  • stepmother [´step,mʌðə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.继母,后母   (英语六级单词)
  • persuasive [pə´sweisiv] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.有说服力的 n.动机   (英语六级单词)
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  • sullenly [´sʌlənli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.不高兴地   (英语六级单词)
  • forsook [fə´suk] 移动到这儿单词发声  forsake的过去式   (英语六级单词)
  • calling [´kɔ:liŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.点名;职业;欲望   (英语六级单词)

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