A trip to New-England with a character of the country and people, both English and Indians.
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             A trip to New-England with a character of the country and people, both English and Indians.
             Ward, Edward, 1667-1731.
          
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             [s.n.],
             London :
             1699.
          
           
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           New England -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Anecdotes
        
      
    
     
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           A
           TRIP
           TO
           NEW-ENGLAND
           .
           WITH
           A
           CHARACTER
           OF
           THE
           Country
           and
           People
           ,
           BOTH
           English
           and
           Indians
           .
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
           Printed
           in
           the
           Year
           ,
           1699.
           
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
         
           A
           TRIP
           TO
           New-England
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           BISHOPS
           ,
           Bailiffs
           ,
           and
           Bastards
           ,
           were
           the
           three
           Terrible
           Persecutions
           which
           chiefly
           drove
           our
           unhappy
           Brethren
           to
           seek
           their
           Fortunes
           in
           our
           Forreign
           Colonies
           .
           One
           of
           these
           Bug-bears
           ,
           I
           confess
           ,
           frighted
           me
           from
           the
           Blessings
           of
           my
           own
           dear
           Native
           Country
           ;
           and
           forc'd
           me
           to
           the
           Fatigue
           of
           a
           long
           Voyage
           ,
           to
           escape
           a
           Scouring
           .
        
         
           But
           whether
           
             Zeal
             ,
             Debt
          
           ,
           or
           the
           sweet
           Sin
           of
           Procreation
           ,
           begot
           in
           my
           Conscience
           those
           Fears
           ,
           which
           hurried
           me
           a
           great
           many
           Leages
           beyond
           my
           Senses
           ,
           I
           am
           as
           unwilling
           to
           declare
           to
           the
           World
           ,
           as
           a
           Romish
           Damsel
           that
           has
           lost
           her
           Maiden-head
           ,
           is
           to
           confess
           her
           Frailty
           to
           the
           Priest.
           
        
         
           For
           many
           Years
           my
           Mind
           sat
           as
           Easie
           in
           my
           Breast
           ,
           as
           an
           Alderman
           in
           an
           Elbow-Chair
           ,
           till
           the
           Devil
           envying
           my
           Felicity
           ,
           flung
           so
           many
           Crosses
           and
           Losses
           in
           my
           way
           ,
           that
           every
           Step
           I
           took
           in
           my
           Occupation
           ,
           I
           was
           timorous
           of
           Tumbling
           .
        
         
           I
           thought
           it
           then
           high
           time
           to
           seek
           for
           Balm
           ,
           but
           finding
           none
           in
           Gilead
           ,
           I
           was
           mov'd
           by
           the
           Spirit
           of
           Necessity
           ,
           to
           forsake
           Ungodly
           London
           ,
           for
           Religious
           Boston
           in
           New-England
           ;
           hoping
           to
           Purifie
           my self
           by
           the
           way
           in
           an
           Ocean
           of
           Brine
           ,
           That
           when
           I
           got
           thither
           ,
           I
           might
           find
           my
           Condition
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           my
           Conscience
           ,
           in
           a
           tollerable
           Pickle
           ,
           fitted
           for
           the
           Conversation
           of
           the
           Saints
           in
           so
           
             Holy
             a
             Land.
          
           
        
         
           I
           pack'd
           up
           my
           Auls
           in
           order
           for
           my
           Voyage
           ;
           and
           Embarked
           the
           Ship
           the
           
             Prudent
             Sarah
          
           ,
           at
           Gravesend
           ,
           who
           was
           weighing
           Anchor
           ,
           with
           a
           fair
           Wind
           for
           the
           Downs
           ,
           That
           I
           had
           no
           leasure
           to
           step
           back
           to
           London
           to
           satisfie
           my
           Creditors
           ;
           but
           ,
           like
           a
           Girl
           that
           's
           Ravish'd
           ,
           was
           forc'd
           ,
           with
           a
           very
           good
           will
           ,
           to
           do
           that
           which
           I
           intended
           .
        
         
           To
           entertain
           this
           Merry
           Town
           ,
           with
           an
           exact
           Iournal
           in
           
             Tarpaulin
             Arabick
          
           ,
           is
           like
           reading
           the
           Revelations
           to
           an
           establish'd
           Atheist
           ,
           or
           repeating
           a
           
             Welsh
             Commedy
          
           to
           a
           Highlander
           .
           I
           shall
           therefore
           omit
           all
           such
           accustomary
           Fustian
           ,
           and
           divert
           you
           with
           some
           Thoughts
           of
           my
           own
           in
           the
           time
           of
           my
           Passage
           .
        
         
           When
           I
           first
           came
           on
           Board
           ,
           I
           fancy'd
           a
           Ship
           to
           be
           like
           a
           
             Country
             Village
          
           with
           two
           or
           three
           May-poles
           in
           't
           ;
           and
           the
           Fellows
           running
           about
           
           Deck
           in
           Red
           and
           White-wastcoats
           ,
           to
           be
           the
           Young
           Men
           of
           the
           Town
           engaged
           in
           a
           match
           at
           Foot-ball
           .
        
         
           Sometimes
           I
           consider'd
           them
           as
           a
           Pack
           of
           Hounds
           ,
           and
           the
           Pilot
           to
           be
           the
           Hunts-man
           :
           For
           ,
           like
           Dogs
           upon
           a
           Scent
           ,
           they
           keep
           a
           heavy
           Yelping
           at
           their
           Business
           ;
           but
           in
           every
           interval
           ,
           were
           as
           silent
           as
           a
           Beagle
           at
           a
           Loss
           .
        
         
           At
           other
           times
           ,
           I
           have
           fancy'd
           a
           Ship
           to
           be
           a
           floating
           Hive
           ,
           instead
           of
           Bees
           ,
           posses'd
           by
           Drones
           ,
           who
           make
           more
           
             T
             —
             d
          
           than
           Honey
           .
        
         
           A
           Vessel
           ,
           whilst
           the
           Pilot
           is
           on
           Board
           ,
           is
           an
           Emblem
           of
           Feeble
           Monarchy
           ;
           where
           the
           King
           has
           a
           States-man
           in
           his
           Dominions
           Greater
           than
           himself
           ,
           That
           the
           Prince
           only
           bears
           the
           Title
           ,
           but
           the
           other
           the
           Command
           .
        
         
           A
           Man
           on
           Board
           cannot
           but
           be
           thoughtful
           on
           two
           Destinies
           ,
           viz.
           Hanging
           and
           Drowning
           :
           For
           withinside
           you
           have
           Rope
           ,
           and
           without
           Water
           enough
           to
           effect
           either
           .
           So
           that
           it
           often
           put
           me
           in
           mind
           of
           the
           old
           Proverb
           ,
           
             The
             Sea
             and
             the
             Gallows
             refuses
             none
             .
          
        
         
           A
           Commander
           when
           at
           Sea
           ,
           is
           a
           Marine
           Deity
           ;
           his
           Will
           is
           his
           Law
           ,
           and
           the
           Power
           of
           Punishing
           soly
           in
           his
           own
           hands
           .
           He
           has
           a
           Wooden
           World
           at
           his
           Mercy
           ,
           wherein
           there
           is
           no
           way
           to
           be
           Happy
           ,
           but
           by
           due
           Obedience
           :
           For
           he
           that
           knoweth
           his
           Masters
           Will
           ,
           and
           doth
           it
           not
           ,
           shall
           be
           beaten
           with
           many
           Stripes
           .
        
         
           When
           out
           at
           Sea
           ,
           I
           thought
           the
           World
           was
           Drown'd
           ,
           because
           no
           Land
           was
           to
           be
           seen
           .
           The
           Captain
           and
           his
           Mess
           ,
           I
           compar'd
           to
           Noah
           and
           his
           Family
           ;
           but
           as
           for
           the
           rest
           ,
           they
           were
           the
           Beasts
           of
           the
           Ark.
           
        
         
           We
           were
           very
           good
           Christians
           when
           we
           'd
           nothing
           else
           to
           do
           :
           All
           Hands
           in
           a
           Calme
           to
           Pray
           or
           Pick
           Okum
           ;
           but
           to
           work
           in
           a
           Storm
           ,
           serve
           God
           serve
           Devil
           .
        
         
           Brandy
           and
           Tobacco
           are
           the
           Soul
           of
           a
           Seaman
           ;
           he
           that
           wants
           either
           ,
           is
           but
           half
           himself
           ;
           and
           he
           that
           has
           neither
           ,
           wants
           every
           thing
           that
           's
           needful
           ;
           and
           must
           ,
           in
           his
           own
           defence
           ,
           turn
           Thief
           or
           Beggar
           .
        
         
           Mariners
           ,
           like
           Parsons
           ,
           are
           much
           given
           to
           look
           Upwards
           ;
           but
           never
           consult
           Heaven
           beyond
           the
           Pole
           ,
           or
           the
           Pointers
           .
           At
           Sea
           they
           are
           a
           kind
           of
           Persians
           ,
           trusting
           to
           the
           
             Sun
             ,
             Moon
          
           and
           Stars
           for
           Bodily
           Salvation
           .
        
         
           They
           seldom
           take
           notice
           but
           of
           one
           Miracle
           since
           Adam
           ,
           and
           that
           is
           of
           
           Noah's
           guiding
           the
           Ark
           to
           a
           safe
           Harbour
           ,
           without
           the
           help
           of
           a
           Sail
           ,
           or
           the
           use
           of
           a
           Rudder
           :
           Which
           (
           forgetting
           Providence
           )
           they
           urge
           to
           be
           Impossible
           .
        
         
           A
           foul
           Wind
           makes
           scanty
           Messes
           ;
           for
           it
           's
           a
           chearful
           saying
           among
           Seamen
           ,
           
             Large
             Wind
             ,
             Large
             Allowance
             :
             Starving
          
           and
           Drowning
           being
           to
           them
           equally
           terrible
           .
        
         
           
             Facetious
             Ignorance
          
           is
           an
           excellent
           Tallent
           to
           win
           the
           Captains
           Favour
           .
           Reason
           at
           Sea
           ,
           without
           the
           Rules
           of
           Navigation
           ,
           is
           as
           dangerous
           to
           be
           talk'd
           as
           Treason
           :
           For
           nothing
           galls
           the
           Ambition
           of
           a
           Commander
           more
           ,
           Than
           to
           hear
           any
           Body
           on
           Board
           seem
           Wiser
           than
           himself
           .
        
         
           They
           generally
           bestow
           their
           Favours
           ,
           as
           Fortune
           does
           her
           Benefits
           ,
           as
           if
           both
           their
           Heads
           were
           in
           a
           Bag
           ;
           and
           for
           want
           of
           Sense
           or
           Sight
           ,
           choose
           Dunces
           for
           their
           Minions
           ,
           and
           Fools
           for
           their
           Companions
           :
           Dreading
           Ingenuity
           ,
           and
           slighting
           Merit
           .
           Being
           possitive
           in
           Errors
           ,
           hateful
           to
           Instruction
           ,
           proud
           of
           their
           Ignorance
           ,
           and
           Wise
           in
           their
           own
           conceits
           .
        
         
           A
           Violent
           Storm
           at
           Sea
           ,
           to
           me
           ,
           seem'd
           the
           Minute
           resemblance
           of
           a
           general
           Conflagration
           :
           When
           Jarring
           Elements
           for
           Power
           contended
           ;
           and
           angry
           Heavens
           belch'd
           out
           flakes
           of
           its
           consuming
           Fire
           on
           the
           reflecting
           Ocean
           ;
           follow'd
           with
           dreadful
           Claps
           of
           rending
           Thunder
           ,
           rattling
           from
           Cloud
           to
           Cloud
           ,
           thro'
           Rains
           and
           Hurricanes
           ,
           till
           the
           Conquering
           
           Wind
           had
           blown
           his
           Sable
           Enemies
           beneath
           our
           Horizon
           ,
           and
           clear'd
           the
           Skies
           of
           his
           affrightening
           Rivals
           .
        
         
           A
           Calm
           to
           me
           was
           an
           Effeminate
           acquiescence
           of
           the
           Elements
           ;
           and
           unpleasant
           to
           a
           manly
           disposition
           :
           The
           World
           look'd
           as
           if
           Nature
           was
           a
           Sleep
           ;
           and
           ,
           careless
           of
           her
           charge
           ,
           had
           suffer'd
           (
           thro'
           Neglect
           )
           the
           whole
           Universe
           to
           be
           Idle
           ▪
           I
           could
           compare
           our
           Ship
           to
           nothing
           in
           so
           smooth
           a
           Sea
           ,
           but
           to
           an
           Egg
           upon
           a
           Looking-glass
           .
        
         
           Idleness
           at
           Sea
           is
           the
           worst
           of
           Slavery
           ;
           and
           he
           that
           has
           nothing
           to
           do
           ,
           is
           Buried
           Alive
           in
           a
           Cabbin
           instead
           of
           a
           Coffin
           .
        
         
           With
           these
           sort
           of
           Cogitations
           I
           past
           away
           my
           Time
           ,
           being
           tost
           about
           by
           the
           Waves
           like
           a
           Dog
           in
           a
           Blanket
           ,
           till
           we
           got
           Sight
           of
           the
           
             Promis'd
             Land
          
           ,
           and
           Arriv'd
           at
           our
           desir'd
           Port
           ,
           Boston
           .
           Of
           which
           I
           shall
           first
           proceed
           to
           give
           you
           an
           Account
           ,
           free
           from
           Prejudice
           or
           Partiality
           .
        
         
           
             Of
             Boston
             ,
             and
             the
             Inhabitants
             .
          
           
             On
             the
             South-west
             side
             of
             Massachusets-Bay
             ,
             is
             Boston
             ;
             whose
             Name
             is
             taken
             from
             a
             Town
             in
             Lincoln-shire
             :
             And
             is
             the
             Metropolis
             of
             all
             New-England
             .
             The
             Houses
             in
             some
             parts
             joyn
             as
             in
             London
             .
             The
             Buildings
             ,
             like
             their
             Women
             ,
             being
             Neat
             and
             Handsome
             .
             And
             their
             Streets
             ,
             like
             the
             Hearts
             of
             the
             
               Male
               Inhabitants
            
             ,
             are
             Paved
             with
             Pebble
             .
          
           
             In
             the
             Chief
             ,
             or
             high
             Street
             ,
             there
             are
             stately
             Edifices
             ,
             some
             of
             which
             have
             cost
             the
             owners
             two
             or
             three
             Thousand
             Pounds
             the
             raising
             ;
             which
             ,
             I
             think
             ,
             plainly
             proves
             Two
             old
             Adages
             true
             ,
             
               viz.
               That
               a
               Fool
               and
               his
               Money
               is
               soon
               parted
            
             ;
             and
             ,
             
               set
               a
               Beggar
               on
               Horse-back
               he
               'll
               Ride
               to
               the
               Devil
               ,
            
             for
             the
             Fathers
             of
             these
             Men
             were
             Tinkers
             and
             Peddlers
             .
          
           
             To
             the
             Glory
             of
             Religion
             ,
             and
             the
             Credit
             of
             the
             Town
             ,
             there
             are
             four
             Churches
             ,
             Built
             with
             Clap-boards
             and
             Shingles
             ,
             after
             the
             Fashion
             of
             our
             Meeting-houses
             ;
             which
             are
             supply'd
             by
             four
             Ministers
             ,
             to
             whom
             some
             ,
             very
             justly
             ,
             have
             apply'd
             these
             Epithites
             ,
             one
             a
             Scholar
             ,
             the
             Second
             a
             Gentleman
             ,
             the
             Third
             a
             Dunce
             ,
             and
             the
             Fourth
             a
             Clown
             .
          
           
             Their
             Churches
             are
             Independent
             ,
             every
             Congregation
             ,
             or
             Assembly
             ,
             in
             Eclesiastical
             Affairs
             ,
             being
             distinctly
             Govern'd
             by
             their
             own
             Elders
             and
             Deacons
             ,
             who
             in
             their
             Turns
             set
             the
             Psalmes
             ;
             and
             the
             former
             are
             as
             busie
             on
             Sundays
             ,
             to
             excite
             the
             People
             to
             a
             Liberal
             Contribution
             ,
             as
             our
             Church-Wardens
             at
             Easter
             and
             Christimas
             ,
             are
             with
             their
             Dishes
             ,
             to
             make
             a
             Collection
             for
             the
             Poor
             .
          
           
             Every
             Stranger
             is
             unavoidably
             forc'd
             to
             take
             this
             Notice
             ,
             That
             in
             Boston
             ,
             there
             are
             more
             
               Religious
               Zealots
            
             than
             Honest-men
             ,
             more
             Parsons
             than
             Churches
             ,
             and
             more
             Churches
             than
             Parishes
             :
             For
             the
             Town
             ,
             unlike
             the
             People
             ,
             is
             subject
             to
             no
             Division
             .
          
           
             The
             Inhabitants
             seem
             very
             Religious
             ,
             showing
             many
             outward
             and
             visible
             Signs
             of
             an
             inward
             and
             Spiritual
             Grace
             :
             But
             tho'
             they
             wear
             in
             their
             Faces
             the
             Innocence
             of
             Doves
             ,
             you
             will
             find
             them
             in
             their
             Dealings
             ,
             as
             Subtile
             as
             
               Serpents
               .
               Interest
            
             is
             their
             
               Faith
               ,
               Money
            
             their
             God
             ,
             and
             
               Large
               Possessions
            
             the
             only
             Heaven
             they
             covet
             .
          
           
             
               Election
               ,
               Commencement
            
             ,
             and
             Training-days
             ,
             are
             their
             only
             Holy-days
             ;
             they
             keep
             no
             Saints-Days
             ,
             nor
             will
             they
             allow
             the
             Apostles
             to
             be
             Saints
             ,
             yet
             they
             assume
             that
             Sacred
             Dignity
             to
             themselves
             ;
             and
             say
             ,
             in
             the
             Title
             Page
             of
             their
             Psalm-Book
             ,
             
               Printed
               for
               the
               Edification
               of
               the
               Saints
               in
            
             Old
             and
             New-England
             .
          
           
           
             They
             have
             been
             very
             severe
             against
             Adultery
             ,
             which
             they
             Punish'd
             with
             Death
             ;
             yet
             ,
             notwithstanding
             the
             Harshness
             of
             their
             Law
             ,
             the
             Women
             are
             of
             such
             noble
             Souls
             ,
             and
             undaunted
             Resolutions
             ,
             that
             they
             will
             run
             the
             hazard
             of
             being
             Hang'd
             ,
             rather
             than
             not
             be
             reveng'd
             on
             Matrimony
             ,
             or
             forbear
             to
             discover
             the
             Corruption
             of
             their
             own
             Natures
             .
          
           
             If
             you
             Kiss
             a
             Woman
             in
             Publick
             ,
             tho'
             offer'd
             as
             a
             Curteous
             Salutation
             ,
             if
             any
             Information
             is
             given
             to
             the
             
               Select
               Members
            
             ,
             both
             shall
             be
             Whip'd
             or
             Fin'd
             .
             It
             's
             an
             excellent
             Law
             to
             make
             Lovers
             in
             Privat
             make
             much
             of
             their
             time
             ,
             since
             open
             Lip-Lechery
             is
             so
             dearly
             purchas'd
             .
             But
             the
             good
             humor'd
             Lasses
             ,
             to
             make
             you
             amends
             ,
             will
             Kiss
             the
             kinder
             in
             a
             Corner
             .
          
           
             Publick
             Kissing
             ,
             and
             single
             Fornication
             are
             both
             of
             a
             Price
             ;
             for
             which
             Reason
             the
             Women
             wisely
             consider
             ▪
             the
             latter
             may
             be
             done
             with
             more
             safty
             than
             the
             former
             ;
             and
             if
             they
             chance
             to
             be
             Detected
             ,
             and
             are
             forc'd
             to
             pay
             the
             Fine
             ,
             they
             are
             sure
             before-hand
             of
             something
             for
             their
             Money
             .
          
           
             A
             Captain
             of
             a
             Ship
             who
             had
             been
             a
             long
             Voyage
             ,
             happen'd
             to
             meet
             his
             Wife
             ,
             and
             kist
             her
             in
             the
             Street
             ;
             for
             which
             he
             was
             fin'd
             Ten
             Shillings
             ,
             and
             forc'd
             to
             pay
             the
             Money
             .
             What
             a
             Happiness
             ,
             thought
             I
             ,
             do
             we
             enjoy
             in
             Old-England
             ,
             that
             can
             not
             only
             Kiss
             our
             own
             Wives
             ,
             but
             other
             Mens
             too
             without
             the
             danger
             of
             such
             a
             penalty
             .
          
           
             Another
             Inhabitant
             of
             the
             Town
             was
             fin'd
             Ten
             Shillings
             for
             Kissing
             his
             own
             wife
             in
             his
             Garden
             ;
             and
             obstinatly
             refusing
             to
             pay
             the
             Money
             ,
             endured
             Twenty
             Lashes
             at
             the
             Gun
             :
             Who
             ,
             in
             Revenge
             of
             his
             Punishment
             ,
             Swore
             he
             would
             never
             Kiss
             her
             again
             ,
             either
             in
             Publick
             or
             Private
             .
             And
             at
             this
             rate
             ,
             one
             of
             the
             delightfulest
             Customs
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             will
             in
             time
             be
             quit
             thrown
             out
             of
             Fashion
             ,
             to
             the
             Old
             Folks
             satisfaction
             ,
             but
             to
             the
             Young
             ones
             Lamentation
             ,
             who
             love
             it
             as
             well
             in
             New-England
             ,
             as
             we
             do
             in
             the
             Old.
             
          
           
             A
             Man
             and
             Woman
             ,
             were
             sentenc'd
             to
             be
             Whip'd
             for
             the
             like
             offence
             ▪
             he
             being
             order'd
             Thirty
             Lashes
             ,
             and
             she
             Twenty
             ;
             but
             he
             having
             extorted
             the
             Kiss
             from
             her
             ,
             was
             so
             Generous
             to
             Sollicit
             the
             Select
             ,
             that
             he
             might
             have
             the
             Fifty
             ,
             and
             the
             Woman
             to
             be
             excus'd
             ;
             which
             was
             consented
             to
             accordingly
             .
          
           
             Every
             Tenth
             Man
             is
             chose
             as
             one
             of
             the
             Select
             ,
             who
             have
             Power
             ,
             together
             ,
             to
             Regulate
             and
             Punish
             all
             disorders
             that
             happen
             in
             their
             several
             Neighbour-hoods
             .
             The
             Penalty
             for
             Drunkenness
             ,
             is
             whiping
             or
             a
             Crown
             ;
             Cursing
             or
             Swearing
             ,
             the
             same
             Fine
             ,
             or
             to
             be
             bor'd
             thro'
             the
             Tongue
             with
             a
             hot
             Iron
             :
             But
             get
             your
             
               Select
               Member
            
             into
             your
             Company
             and
             Treat
             him
             ,
             and
             you
             may
             do
             either
             without
             offence
             ;
             and
             be
             as
             safe
             as
             a
             Parishoner
             here
             in
             a
             Tavern
             in
             the
             Church-Wardens
             Company
             in
             Sermon-time
             .
          
           
             A
             couple
             of
             Deacons
             Marching
             along
             the
             Street
             ,
             espied
             a
             Woman
             in
             a
             corner
             relieving
             Nature
             from
             the
             uneasiness
             of
             a
             Burthen
             she
             could
             keep
             no
             longer
             ,
             one
             of
             them
             cryed
             out
             to
             tother
             ,
             pointing
             to
             the
             Stooping
             object
             ,
             
               Brother
               ,
               Brother
               ,
               what
               a
               Shameful
               thing
               ,
               what
               a
               Beastly
               thing
               is
               this
               ?
               I
               Vow
               ,
               Brother
               ,
               this
               is
               a
               thing
               that
               ought
               to
               be
               Peep'd
               into
               .
            
             The
             other
             being
             a
             more
             sensible
             Man
             ,
             
               Prithee
               Brother
            
             (
             said
             he
             )
             
               do
               thou
               Peep
               into
               't
               then
               ,
               for
               I
               care
               not
               to
               run
               such
               a
               hazard
               of
               my
               Eye-sight
               .
               Besides
            
             (
             said
             he
             )
             
               the
               thing
               's
               to
               Deep
               for
               our
               inspection
               ;
               and
               therefore
               we
               shall
               only
               be
               laugh'd
               at
               for
               meddling
               with
               the
               matter
               .
            
          
           
             They
             are
             very
             busie
             in
             detecting
             one
             anothers
             failings
             ;
             and
             he
             is
             accounted
             ,
             by
             their
             Church
             Governers
             ,
             a
             Meritorious
             Christian
             ,
             that
             betrays
             his
             Neighbour
             to
             a
             Whipping-Post
             .
          
           
           
             A
             good
             Cudgel
             apply'd
             in
             the
             Dark
             ,
             is
             an
             excellent
             Medicine
             for
             a
             
               Malignant
               Spirit
            
             .
             I
             knew
             it
             once
             Experienced
             at
             Boston
             ,
             with
             very
             good
             success
             ,
             upon
             an
             Old
             rigged
             Precisian
             ,
             one
             of
             their
             Select
             ,
             who
             used
             to
             be
             more
             then
             ordinary
             vigilant
             in
             discovering
             every
             little
             Irregularity
             in
             the
             Neighbour-hood
             ;
             I
             happening
             one
             Night
             to
             be
             pritty
             Merry
             with
             a
             Friend
             ,
             opposite
             to
             the
             Zealots
             dwelling
             ,
             who
             got
             out
             of
             his
             Bed
             in
             his
             Wast-coat
             and
             Drawers
             ,
             to
             listen
             at
             our
             Window
             .
             My
             Friend
             having
             oft
             been
             serv'd
             so
             ,
             had
             left
             unbolted
             his
             Cellar
             Trap-door
             ,
             as
             a
             Pitfall
             for
             Mr.
             Busie-Body
             ,
             who
             stepping
             upon
             it
             ,
             sunk
             down
             with
             an
             Out-cry
             like
             a
             distressed
             Mariner
             in
             a
             sinking
             Pinnace
             .
             My
             Friend
             having
             planted
             a
             Cudgel
             ready
             ,
             run
             down
             Stairs
             ,
             crying
             Thieves
             ,
             and
             belabour'd
             Old
             Troublesome
             very
             sevearly
             before
             he
             would
             know
             him
             .
             He
             crying
             out
             
               I
               am
               your
               Neighbour
               .
               You
               Lye
               ,
               you
               Lye
               ,
               you
               Rogue
               ,
            
             says
             my
             Friend
             ,
             
               my
               Neighbours
               are
               Honest
               Men
               ,
               you
               are
               some
               Thief
               come
               to
               Rob
               my
               House
               .
            
             By
             this
             time
             I
             went
             down
             with
             a
             Candle
             ,
             my
             Friend
             seeming
             wonderfully
             surpriz'd
             to
             see
             't
             was
             his
             Neighbour
             ,
             and
             one
             of
             the
             Select
             too
             ,
             put
             on
             a
             Counterfeit
             Countenance
             ,
             and
             heartily
             beg'd
             his
             Pardon
             .
             Away
             troop'd
             the
             Old
             Fox
             ,
             Grumbling
             and
             Shruging
             up
             his
             Shoulders
             ;
             and
             became
             afterwards
             the
             most
             Moderate
             Man
             in
             Authority
             in
             the
             whole
             Town
             of
             Boston
             .
          
           
             
               A
               little
               Pains
               sometimes
               do
               good
            
             
               To
               such
               Cross
               Knotty
               Sticks
               of
               Wood.
            
             
               Correction
               is
               the
               best
               Recept
               ,
            
             
               To
               set
               a
               Crooked
               Temper
               Streight
               .
            
             
               If
               such
               Old
               Stubborn
               Boughs
               can
               Bend
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               a
               just
               Chastisment
               mend
               ,
            
             
               Fond
               Parents
               pray
               asign
               a
               Reason
               ,
            
             
               Why
               Youth
               should
               want
               it
               in
               due
               Season
               ?
            
          
           
             The
             Women
             here
             ,
             are
             not
             at
             all
             inferiour
             in
             Beauty
             to
             the
             Ladies
             of
             London
             ,
             having
             rather
             the
             Advantage
             of
             a
             better
             Complexion
             ;
             but
             as
             for
             the
             Men
             ,
             they
             are
             generally
             Meagre
             ;
             and
             have
             got
             the
             Hypocritical
             knack
             ,
             like
             our
             
               English
               Iews
            
             ,
             of
             screwing
             their
             Faces
             ,
             into
             such
             Puritanical
             postures
             that
             you
             would
             think
             they
             were
             always
             Praying
             to
             them selves
             ,
             or
             running
             melancholy
             Mad
             about
             some
             Mistery
             in
             the
             Revelations
             :
             So
             that
             't
             is
             rare
             to
             see
             a
             handsome
             Man
             in
             the
             Country
             ,
             for
             they
             have
             all
             one
             Cast
             ,
             but
             of
             what
             Tribe
             I
             know
             not
             .
          
           
             A
             Woman
             that
             has
             lost
             her
             Reputation
             ,
             hath
             lost
             her
             Portion
             ,
             her
             Virginity
             is
             all
             her
             Treasure
             :
             And
             yet
             the
             Merry
             Lasses
             esteem
             it
             but
             a
             Trifle
             ,
             for
             they
             had
             rather
             ,
             by
             far
             ,
             loose
             that
             then
             their
             Teeming-time
             .
          
           
             The
             Gravity
             and
             Piety
             of
             their
             looks
             ,
             are
             of
             great
             Service
             to
             these
             American
             Christians
             ▪
             It
             makes
             strangers
             that
             come
             amongst
             them
             ,
             give
             Credit
             to
             their
             Words
             .
             And
             it
             is
             a
             Proverb
             with
             those
             that
             know
             them
             ,
             
               Whosoever
               believes
               a
            
             New-England
             Saint
             ,
             
               shall
               be
               sure
               to
               be
               Cheated
               :
               And
               he
               that
               knows
               how
               to
               deal
               with
               their
               Traders
               ,
               may
               Deal
               with
               the
               Devil
               and
               fear
               no
               Craft
               .
            
          
           
             I
             was
             mightily
             pleas'd
             one
             Morning
             with
             a
             Contention
             between
             two
             Boys
             at
             a
             Pump
             in
             Boston
             ,
             about
             who
             should
             draw
             their
             Water
             first
             .
             One
             Jostled
             the
             other
             from
             the
             Handle
             ,
             and
             he
             would
             fill
             his
             Bucket
             first
             ,
             because
             his
             Master
             said
             Prayers
             and
             sung
             Psalms
             twice
             a
             Day
             in
             his
             Family
             ,
             and
             the
             others
             Master
             did
             not
             .
             To
             which
             the
             Witty
             Knave
             made
             this
             
             reply
             ,
             
               Our
               House
               stands
               backward
               in
               a
               Court
               :
               if
               my
               Master
               had
               a
               Room
               next
               the
               Street
               ,
               as
               your
               Master
               has
               ▪
               he
               'd
            
             Pray
             
               twice
               to
               your
               Masters
               once
               ,
               that
               he
               wou'd
               ,
               and
               therefore
               I
               'll
               fill
               any
               Pail
               first
               ,
               Marry
               will
               I
            
             ;
             and
             did
             accordingly
             .
          
           
             Some
             Years
             Ago
             ,
             when
             the
             Factors
             at
             Boston
             were
             Credited
             with
             large
             Stocks
             by
             our
             English
             Merchants
             ,
             and
             being
             backward
             in
             their
             Returns
             ,
             and
             more
             in
             their
             Books
             then
             they
             were
             willing
             to
             satisfie
             ,
             contriv'd
             this
             Stratagem
             to
             out-wit
             their
             Correspondents
             .
             As
             't
             is
             said
             ,
             They
             set
             Fire
             to
             their
             Ware-houses
             ,
             after
             the
             disposal
             of
             their
             Goods
             ,
             and
             Burnt
             them
             down
             to
             the
             Ground
             ,
             pretending
             in
             their
             Letters
             ,
             they
             were
             all
             undone
             ,
             their
             Cargos
             and
             Books
             all
             destroy'd
             ;
             and
             so
             at
             once
             Ballanc'd
             their
             Accounts
             ,
             with
             England
             .
          
           
             One
             of
             their
             Factors
             ,
             who
             had
             three
             or
             four
             Thousand
             Pounds
             worth
             of
             an
             English
             Merchants
             Goods
             in
             his
             Hands
             ,
             sends
             him
             an
             Account
             of
             this
             Lamentable
             Mischance
             ,
             to
             the
             purpose
             he
             was
             quite
             Ruin'd
             ,
             and
             had
             lost
             all
             but
             a
             small
             Cheese
             of
             four
             Pound
             Weight
             ,
             which
             he
             sent
             him
             for
             a
             present
             .
             The
             Merchant
             having
             had
             some
             Intelligence
             of
             the
             Roguery
             of
             his
             Factor
             ,
             invites
             several
             Eminent
             Merchants
             (
             that
             dealt
             to
             New-England
             )
             to
             Dinner
             with
             him
             ,
             who
             came
             accordingly
             ,
             he
             having
             prepar'd
             an
             Extraordinary
             Feast
             to
             entertain
             them
             .
             They
             mightily
             condol'd
             his
             great
             Loss
             ,
             (
             he
             making
             slight
             of
             it
             )
             and
             blam'd
             him
             for
             the
             Extravagancy
             of
             his
             Treat
             ,
             after
             he
             had
             sustain'd
             so
             considerable
             a
             Misfortune
             .
             
               Ah!
               Gentlemen
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               this
               is
               nothing
               to
               what
               I
               have
               provided
               you
               :
               I
               have
               one
               Dish
               still
               to
               come
               up
               ,
               which
               cost
               me
               between
               three
               and
               four
               Thousand
               Pounds
               ;
               and
               ,
               notwithstanding
               its
               costliness
               ,
               I
               think
               it
               not
               Good
               enough
               for
               such
               worthy
               Company
               .
            
             The
             Gentlemen
             look'd
             one
             upon
             another
             ,
             and
             thought
             he
             was
             Frenzical
             .
             In
             the
             interim
             ,
             up
             came
             his
             New-England
             Present
             ,
             under
             a
             cover
             .
             
               That
               's
               the
               Dish
            
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             Feast
             ,
             
               that
               stood
               me
               in
               so
               many
               Thousands
               .
               'T
               is
               but
               a
               small
               Morsel
               ,
               considering
               the
               Price
               .
            
             The
             Company
             all
             wondering
             of
             what
             delicates
             the
             Cook
             must
             have
             compos'd
             this
             Extravagant
             Kickshaw
             ,
             lifted
             up
             the
             Cover
             ,
             and
             finding
             nothing
             but
             a
             Cheese
             ,
             laugh'd
             as
             heartily
             at
             their
             Disapointment
             ,
             as
             the
             Mob
             in
             the
             Fable
             at
             the
             Mountain-mouse
             .
             Then
             he
             continued
             their
             Mirth
             by
             unfolding
             the
             Riddle
             :
             And
             Swore
             ,
             if
             ever
             he
             trusted
             a
             New-England
             Saint
             again
             for
             three
             Pence
             ,
             the
             Devil
             shou'd
             have
             a
             Title
             to
             him
             and
             his
             Heirs
             for
             half
             the
             Money
             .
          
           
             The
             Ground
             upon
             which
             Boston
             (
             the
             Metropolis
             of
             New-England
             )
             stands
             ,
             was
             purchas'd
             from
             the
             Natives
             ,
             by
             the
             first
             English
             Proprietors
             ,
             for
             a
             Bushel
             of
             Wampum-peag
             and
             a
             Bottle
             of
             Rum
             ,
             being
             of
             an
             inconsiderable
             Value
             .
             Therefore
             the
             Converted
             Indians
             ,
             (
             who
             have
             the
             use
             of
             the
             Scriptures
             )
             cannot
             blame
             Esau
             for
             selling
             his
             Birth-right
             for
             a
             mess
             of
             Porrage
             .
          
           
             The
             Latitude
             of
             Boston
             is
             accounted
             42
             deg
             .
             30
             Min.
             North.
             Its
             Longitude
             315
             deg
             .
             And
             is
             very
             commodiously
             Seated
             upon
             a
             Bay
             ,
             large
             enough
             for
             the
             Anchorage
             of
             500
             Sail
             of
             Ships
             .
          
        
         
           
             Of
             the
             Country
             in
             General
             .
          
           
             New-England
             is
             computed
             to
             begin
             at
             40
             ,
             and
             end
             at
             46
             North
             Latitude
             ;
             Running
             from
             De-la-Ware-Bay
             to
             New-found-Land
             .
             The
             Country
             is
             for
             the
             most
             part
             Wilderness
             ,
             being
             generaly
             
               Rocky
               ,
               Woody
            
             and
             Mountainous
             ,
             very
             rarely
             Beautified
             with
             Valleys
             ,
             but
             those
             Large
             and
             Rich
             ,
             
             wherein
             are
             Lakes
             thirty
             or
             forty
             Miles
             in
             compass
             ,
             from
             whence
             their
             great
             Rivers
             have
             their
             beginnings
             ,
             and
             are
             chiefly
             Succour'd
             .
          
           
             There
             are
             many
             Plantations
             by
             the
             Sea-side
             ,
             Situate
             for
             the
             advantage
             of
             the
             East
             and
             South
             Winds
             ,
             which
             coming
             from
             Sea
             produceth
             ,
             warm
             Weather
             .
             The
             Nor-west
             blowing
             over
             Land
             ,
             causeth
             extremity
             of
             Cold
             ;
             and
             very
             often
             strikes
             both
             Indian
             and
             English
             Inhabitants
             with
             that
             terrible
             Distemper
             ,
             called
             ,
             the
             Plague
             in
             the
             Back
             .
          
           
             The
             Country
             ,
             by
             its
             Climate
             ,
             is
             always
             troubled
             with
             an
             Ague
             and
             Fever
             ;
             As
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Cold
             fit
             's
             over
             ,
             t
             is
             attended
             with
             a
             Hot
             :
             And
             the
             Natives
             themselves
             ,
             whose
             Bodys
             are
             Habituated
             to
             the
             suddain
             changes
             ,
             from
             one
             Extream
             to
             another
             ,
             cannot
             but
             confess
             ,
             They
             Freez
             in
             Winter
             and
             Fry
             in
             Summer
             .
          
           
             A
             Ridg
             of
             White
             Mountains
             run
             almost
             thro'
             the
             Country
             ,
             whereon
             lies
             a
             remembrance
             of
             the
             past
             Winter
             ,
             in
             the
             warmest
             of
             their
             weather
             ,
             An
             Indian
             at
             the
             sight
             of
             the
             Snow
             ,
             lodg'd
             upon
             the
             Shoulders
             of
             these
             Hills
             ,
             will
             Quake
             at
             Midsummer
             :
             For
             they
             love
             Cold
             like
             a
             Cricket
             .
             At
             the
             Top
             there
             is
             a
             large
             Plain
             ,
             ten
             or
             twelve
             Leages
             over
             ,
             yielding
             nothing
             but
             Moss
             ,
             where
             a
             Man
             may
             walk
             with
             his
             Mistress
             ,
             in
             the
             height
             of
             his
             Juvenality
             ,
             and
             not
             entertain
             one
             Thought
             of
             attempting
             her
             Chastity
             ,
             it
             being
             fatally
             Cold
             ,
             and
             above
             the
             Clouds
             ;
             and
             would
             have
             been
             a
             rare
             place
             ,
             for
             the
             presumptious
             Babilonians
             to
             have
             Built
             their
             Tower
             on
             .
          
           
             Plymouth
             Plantation
             was
             the
             first
             English
             Colony
             that
             settled
             in
             New-England
             ,
             in
             the
             Year
             1618.
             
             Their
             Habitations
             ,
             at
             their
             going
             on
             Shore
             ,
             being
             empty
             Hogs-heads
             ,
             which
             they
             whelm'd
             over
             their
             Heads
             to
             defend
             themselves
             from
             the
             cold
             Damps
             and
             falling
             Mischiefs
             of
             the
             Night
             .
             Each
             House
             having
             but
             one
             Window
             ,
             and
             that
             's
             the
             Bung-hole
             ,
             requiring
             a
             Cooper
             instead
             of
             a
             Carpenter
             to
             keep
             their
             Houses
             in
             repair
             .
             Their
             Provision
             (
             till
             better
             acquainted
             with
             the
             Country
             )
             being
             only
             Pumkin
             ,
             which
             they
             Cook'd
             as
             many
             several
             ways
             ,
             as
             you
             may
             Dress
             Venison
             :
             And
             is
             continued
             to
             this
             Day
             as
             a
             great
             dish
             amongst
             the
             
               English.
               Pumpkin
               Porrage
            
             being
             as
             much
             in
             esteem
             with
             New-England
             Saints
             ,
             as
             
               Ielly
               Broth
            
             with
             Old-England
             Sinners
             .
          
           
             Ten
             Years
             expired
             ,
             before
             any
             other
             Colonies
             were
             Planted
             ;
             since
             which
             time
             the
             Possessions
             of
             the
             English
             are
             so
             greatly
             improv'd
             ,
             That
             in
             all
             their
             Colonies
             ,
             they
             have
             above
             a
             Hundred
             and
             Twenty
             Towns
             ,
             And
             is
             at
             this
             Time
             one
             of
             the
             most
             Flourishing
             Plantations
             belonging
             to
             the
             English
             Empire
             .
          
           
             There
             is
             a
             large
             Mountain
             ,
             of
             a
             Stupendious
             height
             ,
             in
             an
             Uninhabitable
             part
             of
             the
             Country
             ,
             which
             is
             call'd
             the
             
               Shining
               Mountain
            
             ,
             from
             an
             amaizing
             Light
             appearing
             on
             the
             Top
             ,
             visible
             at
             many
             Leages
             distance
             ,
             but
             only
             in
             the
             Night
             .
          
           
             The
             English
             have
             been
             very
             curious
             in
             examining
             the
             Reason
             of
             it
             ;
             and
             have
             ,
             in
             Bodies
             ,
             with
             great
             Pains
             and
             Danger
             ,
             attempted
             a
             rational
             Discovery
             of
             this
             Prodigy
             to
             no
             purpose
             :
             For
             they
             could
             not
             observe
             any
             thing
             upon
             it
             to
             occasion
             this
             unusual
             brightness
             .
             It
             is
             very
             terrible
             to
             the
             Indians
             ,
             who
             are
             of
             a
             blind
             Opinion
             that
             it
             contains
             great
             Riches
             ,
             and
             the
             Devil
             lives
             there
             ;
             and
             do
             assert
             ,
             That
             when
             any
             of
             them
             ascend
             this
             place
             ,
             they
             are
             met
             by
             something
             in
             the
             figure
             of
             an
             Old
             Indian
             ,
             that
             commands
             them
             to
             return
             ,
             or
             if
             they
             proceed
             further
             they
             shall
             Die
             ,
             which
             several
             have
             found
             true
             ,
             by
             presuming
             to
             climb
             higher
             ,
             heedless
             of
             the
             caution
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Of
             the
             Native
             English
             in
             General
             .
          
           
             The
             Women
             (
             like
             the
             Men
             )
             are
             excessive
             Smokers
             ;
             and
             have
             contracted
             so
             many
             ill
             habits
             from
             the
             Indians
             ,
             that
             't
             is
             difficult
             to
             find
             a
             Woman
             cleanly
             enough
             for
             a
             Cook
             to
             a
             
               Squemish
               Lady
            
             ,
             or
             a
             Man
             neat
             enough
             for
             a
             Vallet
             to
             Sir
             
               Courtly
               Nice
            
             .
             I
             am
             sure
             a
             
               Covent-Garden
               Beau
            
             ,
             or
             a
             Bell-fa
             would
             appear
             to
             them
             much
             stranger
             Monsters
             ,
             then
             ever
             yet
             were
             seen
             in
             America
             .
          
           
             They
             Smoke
             in
             
               Bed
               ,
               Smoke
            
             as
             they
             Nead
             their
             
               Bread
               ,
               Smoke
            
             whilst
             they
             'r
             Cooking
             their
             
               Victuals
               ,
               Smoke
            
             at
             
               Prayers
               ,
               Work
            
             ,
             and
             Exonoration
             ,
             that
             their
             Mouths
             stink
             as
             bad
             as
             the
             Bowl
             of
             a
             Sailers
             Pipe
             ,
             which
             he
             has
             funk'd
             in
             ,
             without
             Burning
             ,
             a
             whole
             Voyage
             to
             the
             Indias
             .
          
           
             
               Eating
               ,
               Drinking
               ,
               Smoking
            
             and
             Sleeping
             ,
             takes
             up
             four
             parts
             in
             five
             of
             their
             Time
             ;
             and
             you
             may
             divide
             the
             remainder
             into
             
               Religious
               Excercise
               ,
               Day
               Labour
            
             ,
             and
             Evacuation
             .
             Four
             Meals
             a
             Day
             ,
             and
             a
             good
             Knap
             after
             Dinner
             ,
             being
             the
             Custom
             of
             the
             Country
             .
          
           
             Rum
             ,
             alias
             
               Kill
               Devil
            
             ,
             is
             as
             much
             ador'd
             by
             the
             
               American
               English
            
             ,
             as
             a
             dram
             of
             Brandy
             is
             by
             an
             old
             Billingsgate
             .
             T
             is
             held
             as
             the
             Comforter
             of
             their
             Souls
             ,
             the
             Preserver
             of
             their
             Bodys
             ,
             the
             Remover
             of
             their
             Cares
             ,
             and
             Promoter
             of
             their
             Mirth
             ;
             and
             is
             a
             Soveraign
             Remedy
             against
             the
             Grumbling
             of
             the
             Guts
             ,
             a
             Kibe-heel
             ,
             or
             a
             
               Wounded
               Conscience
            
             ,
             which
             are
             three
             Epidemical
             Distempers
             that
             afflict
             the
             Country
             .
          
           
             Their
             Industry
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             their
             Honesty
             ,
             deserves
             equal
             Observation
             ;
             for
             it
             is
             practicable
             amongst
             them
             ,
             to
             go
             two
             miles
             to
             catch
             a
             Horse
             ,
             and
             run
             three
             Hours
             after
             him
             ,
             to
             Ride
             Half
             a
             Mile
             to
             Work
             ,
             or
             a
             Quarter
             of
             a
             Mile
             to
             an
             Ale-house
             .
          
           
             One
             Husband-man
             in
             England
             ,
             will
             do
             more
             Labour
             in
             a
             Day
             ,
             then
             a
             New-England
             Planter
             will
             be
             at
             the
             pains
             to
             do
             in
             a
             Week
             :
             For
             to
             every
             Hour
             he
             spends
             in
             his
             Grounds
             ,
             he
             will
             be
             two
             at
             an
             Ordinary
             .
          
           
             They
             have
             wonderful
             Appetites
             ,
             and
             will
             Eat
             like
             Plough-men
             ;
             tho
             very
             Lazy
             ,
             and
             Plough
             like
             Gentlemen
             :
             It
             being
             no
             rarity
             there
             ,
             to
             see
             a
             Man
             Eat
             till
             he
             Sweats
             ,
             and
             Work
             till
             he
             Freezes
             .
          
           
             The
             Women
             are
             very
             Fruitful
             ,
             which
             shows
             the
             Men
             are
             Industrious
             in
             Bed
             ,
             tho'
             
               Idle
               up
               .
               Children
            
             and
             Servants
             are
             there
             very
             Plenty
             ;
             but
             Honest-men
             and
             Virgins
             as
             scarce
             as
             in
             other
             places
             .
          
           
             Provisions
             being
             Plenty
             ,
             their
             Marriage-Feasts
             are
             very
             Sumptious
             .
             They
             are
             sure
             not
             to
             want
             Company
             to
             Celebrate
             their
             Nuptials
             ;
             for
             its
             Customary
             in
             every
             Town
             ,
             for
             all
             the
             Inhabitants
             to
             Dine
             at
             a
             Wedding
             without
             Invitation
             :
             For
             they
             value
             their
             Pleasure
             at
             such
             a
             rate
             ,
             and
             bear
             such
             an
             affection
             to
             Idleness
             ,
             that
             they
             would
             run
             the
             hazard
             of
             Death
             or
             Ruin
             ,
             rather
             then
             let
             slip
             so
             Merry
             a
             Holy-day
             .
          
           
             The
             Women
             ,
             like
             Early
             Fruits
             ,
             are
             soon
             Ripe
             and
             soon
             Rotten
             .
             A
             Girl
             there
             at
             Thirteen
             ,
             thinks
             herself
             as
             well
             Quallified
             for
             a
             Husband
             ,
             as
             a
             forward
             Miss
             at
             a
             Boarding-School
             ,
             does
             here
             at
             Fifteen
             for
             a
             Gallant
             .
          
           
             He
             that
             Marrys
             a
             New-England
             Lass
             at
             Sixteen
             ,
             if
             she
             prove
             a
             Snappish
             Gentlewoman
             ,
             her
             Husband
             need
             not
             fear
             she
             will
             bite
             his
             Nose
             off
             ;
             for
             its
             ten
             to
             one
             but
             she
             hath
             shed
             her
             Teeth
             ,
             and
             has
             done
             Eating
             of
             Crust
             ,
             before
             she
             arrives
             to
             that
             Maturity
             .
          
           
             It
             is
             usual
             for
             the
             Men
             to
             be
             Grey
             at
             Thirty
             ;
             and
             look
             as
             Shrivel'd
             in
             the
             Face
             ,
             as
             an
             old
             
               Parchment
               Indenture
            
             pasted
             upon
             a
             
               Barbers
               Block
            
             .
             
             And
             are
             such
             lovers
             of
             Idleness
             ,
             That
             they
             are
             desirous
             of
             being
             thought
             Old
             ,
             to
             have
             a
             better
             pretence
             to
             be
             Lazy
             .
          
           
             The
             Women
             have
             done
             bearing
             of
             Children
             by
             that
             time
             they
             are
             Four
             and
             Twenty
             :
             And
             she
             that
             lives
             un-Married
             till
             she
             's
             Twenty
             Five
             ,
             may
             let
             all
             the
             Young
             Sports-men
             in
             the
             Town
             give
             her
             Maiden-head
             chase
             without
             the
             Danger
             of
             a
             Timpany
             .
          
           
             Notwithstanding
             their
             Sanctity
             ,
             they
             are
             very
             Prophane
             in
             their
             common
             Dialect
             .
             They
             can
             neither
             drive
             a
             Bargain
             ,
             nor
             make
             a
             Iest
             ,
             without
             a
             Text
             of
             Scripture
             at
             the
             end
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             An
             English
             Inhabitant
             having
             sold
             a
             Bottle
             of
             Rum
             to
             an
             Indian
             (
             contrary
             to
             the
             Laws
             of
             the
             Country
             )
             was
             detected
             in
             it
             ;
             and
             order'd
             to
             be
             Lash'd
             .
             The
             Fellow
             brib'd
             the
             Whipster
             to
             use
             him
             tenderly
             ;
             but
             the
             Flog-master
             resolving
             (
             being
             a
             Conscientious
             Man
             )
             to
             do
             his
             Duty
             Honestly
             ,
             rather
             punish'd
             the
             Offender
             with
             the
             greater
             severity
             ,
             who
             casting
             a
             sorrowful
             look
             over
             his
             Shoulder
             ,
             Cry'd
             out
             ,
             
               the
               Scripture
               sayeth
               ,
               Blessed
               is
               the
               Merciful
               Man.
            
             The
             Scourgineer
             replying
             ,
             
               and
               it
               also
               says
               ,
               Cursed
               is
               he
               that
               doeth
               the
               work
               of
               the
               Lord
               Negligently
               :
            
             And
             for
             fear
             of
             coming
             under
             the
             Anathema
             ,
             laid
             him
             on
             like
             an
             unmerciful
             Dog
             ,
             till
             he
             had
             given
             him
             a
             thorough
             Fellow-feeling
             of
             his
             
               Cat
               of
               Nine-tailes
            
             .
          
           
             Their
             Lecture-Days
             are
             call'd
             by
             some
             amongst
             them
             ,
             
               Whore
               Fair
            
             ,
             from
             the
             Levity
             and
             Wanton
             Frollicks
             of
             the
             Young
             People
             ,
             who
             when
             their
             Devotion
             's
             over
             ,
             have
             recourse
             to
             the
             Ordinaries
             ,
             where
             they
             plentifully
             wash
             away
             the
             remembrance
             of
             their
             
               Old
               Sins
            
             ,
             and
             drink
             down
             the
             fear
             of
             a
             Fine
             ,
             or
             the
             dread
             of
             a
             Whipping-post
             .
             Then
             Vptails-all
             and
             the
             Devils
             as
             busie
             under
             the
             Petticoat
             ,
             as
             a
             Iuggler
             at
             a
             Fair
             ,
             or
             a
             Whore
             at
             a
             Carnival
             .
          
           
             Husking
             of
             Indian-Corn
             ,
             is
             as
             good
             sport
             for
             the
             Amorous
             Wag-tailes
             in
             New-England
             ,
             as
             Maying
             amongst
             us
             is
             for
             our
             forward
             Youths
             and
             Wenches
             .
             For
             't
             is
             observ'd
             ,
             there
             are
             more
             Bastards
             got
             in
             that
             Season
             ,
             than
             in
             all
             the
             Year
             beside
             ;
             which
             Occasions
             some
             of
             the
             looser
             Saints
             to
             call
             it
             
               Rutting
               Time.
            
             
          
           
             Many
             of
             the
             Leading
             Puritans
             may
             (
             without
             Injustice
             )
             be
             thus
             Characteris'd
             .
             They
             are
             Saints
             without
             
               Religion
               ,
               Traders
            
             without
             
               Honesty
               ,
               Christians
            
             without
             
               Charity
               ,
               Magistrates
            
             without
             
               Mercy
               ,
               Subjects
            
             without
             
               Loyalty
               ,
               Neighbours
            
             without
             
               Amity
               ,
               Faithless
               Friends
               ,
               Implacable
               Enemys
               ,
            
             and
             
               Rich
               Men
            
             without
             Money
             .
          
           
             They
             all
             pretend
             to
             be
             driven
             over
             by
             Persecution
             ,
             which
             their
             Teachers
             Roar
             out
             against
             in
             their
             Assemblies
             ,
             with
             as
             much
             bitterness
             ,
             as
             a
             double
             refin'd
             Protestant
             can
             belch
             forth
             against
             the
             Whore
             of
             Babylon
             :
             Yet
             have
             they
             us'd
             the
             Quakers
             with
             such
             severity
             ,
             by
             
               Whipping
               ,
               Hanging
            
             ,
             and
             other
             Punishments
             ,
             forcing
             them
             to
             put
             to
             Sea
             in
             Vessels
             without
             Provision
             ,
             they
             flying
             with
             Gladness
             to
             the
             Merciless
             Ocean
             ,
             as
             their
             only
             Refuge
             under
             Heaven
             ,
             left
             to
             escape
             the
             
               Savage
               Fury
            
             of
             their
             
               Vnchristian
               Enemies
            
             ,
             till
             drove
             by
             Providence
             upon
             Rhoad-Island
             (
             so
             call'd
             from
             their
             accidental
             discovery
             of
             it
             in
             their
             Stroling
             Adventure
             )
             which
             they
             found
             full
             of
             Fruits
             and
             Flowers
             ,
             a
             
               Fertile
               Soil
            
             ,
             and
             extreamly
             Pleasant
             ,
             being
             the
             Garden
             of
             America
             ;
             where
             they
             happily
             Planted
             themselves
             ,
             making
             great
             improvements
             :
             There
             Live
             and
             Flourish
             ,
             as
             the
             Righteous
             ,
             like
             a
             Bay-Tree
             under
             the
             Noses
             of
             their
             Enemies
             .
          
           
             The
             Clergy
             ,
             tho'
             they
             Live
             upon
             the
             Bounty
             of
             their
             Hearers
             ,
             are
             as
             rediculously
             Proud
             ,
             as
             their
             Communicants
             are
             shamefully
             Ignorant
             .
             For
             tho'
             they
             will
             not
             suffer
             their
             Unmannerly
             Flock
             to
             worship
             their
             Creator
             
             with
             that
             Reverence
             and
             Humility
             as
             they
             ought
             to
             do
             ,
             but
             tell
             them
             't
             is
             Popery
             to
             uncover
             their
             Heads
             in
             the
             House
             and
             Presence
             of
             the
             Deity
             ;
             yet
             they
             Oblige
             every
             Member
             to
             pay
             an
             humble
             respect
             to
             the
             
               Parsons
               Box
            
             ,
             when
             they
             make
             their
             offerings
             every
             Sunday
             ,
             and
             fling
             their
             Mites
             into
             their
             
               Teacher●s
               Treasury
            
             .
             So
             that
             the
             Haughty
             Prelate
             exacts
             more
             Homage
             ,
             as
             due
             to
             his
             own
             Transcendency
             ,
             than
             he
             will
             allow
             to
             be
             paid
             to
             Heaven
             or
             its
             place
             of
             Worship
             .
          
           
             If
             you
             are
             not
             a
             Member
             in
             full
             Communion
             with
             one
             of
             their
             Assemblies
             ,
             your
             Progeny
             is
             deny'd
             Baptism
             ,
             for
             which
             reason
             ,
             there
             are
             Hundreds
             amongst
             them
             ,
             at
             Mans
             Estate
             ,
             that
             were
             never
             Christened
             .
          
           
             All
             Handicrafts-Men
             may
             live
             here
             very
             well
             ,
             except
             a
             Pick-pocket
             ;
             of
             all
             Artificers
             he
             would
             find
             the
             least
             Encouragement
             ;
             for
             the
             scarcity
             of
             Money
             would
             baulk
             his
             Tallent
             .
          
           
             An
             Eminent
             Planter
             came
             to
             me
             for
             an
             Ounce
             of
             Venice-treacle
             ,
             which
             I
             would
             have
             sold
             him
             for
             a
             Shilling
             ;
             he
             protested
             he
             had
             liv'd
             there
             Fifty
             Years
             ,
             and
             never
             see
             in
             the
             whole
             Term
             ,
             Ten
             Pounds
             in
             Silver-Money
             of
             his
             own
             ;
             and
             yet
             was
             Rated
             at
             a
             Thousand
             Pounds
             ,
             and
             thought
             the
             Assessors
             us'd
             him
             kindly
             ▪
             But
             gave
             me
             for
             my
             Medicine
             a
             Bushel
             of
             Indian-Corn
             ,
             vallued
             at
             half
             a
             Crown
             ,
             and
             Vow'd
             if
             a
             Shilling
             would
             save
             his
             Family
             from
             distruction
             ,
             he
             knew
             not
             how
             to
             raise
             it
             .
          
           
             They
             have
             a
             Charter
             for
             a
             Fair
             at
             Salem
             ,
             but
             it
             Begins
             ,
             like
             Ingerstone
             Market
             ,
             half
             an
             Hour
             after
             Eleven
             a
             Clock
             ,
             and
             Ends
             half
             an
             Hour
             before
             Twelve
             :
             For
             I
             never
             see
             any
             thing
             in
             it
             but
             by
             great
             Accident
             ,
             and
             those
             were
             Pumkins
             ,
             which
             were
             the
             chief
             Fruit
             that
             supported
             the
             English
             at
             their
             first
             settling
             in
             these
             parts
             .
             But
             now
             they
             enjoy
             plenty
             of
             good
             Provisions
             ,
             
               Fish
               ,
               Flesh
            
             and
             Fowl
             ,
             and
             are
             become
             as
             great
             Epicures
             ,
             as
             ever
             Din'd
             at
             
             Pontack's
             Ordinary
             .
          
           
             Lobsters
             and
             Cod-fish
             are
             held
             in
             such
             disdain
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             their
             Plenty
             ,
             't
             is
             as
             Scandalous
             for
             a
             poor
             Man
             in
             Boston
             to
             carry
             one
             through
             the
             streets
             ,
             as
             't
             is
             for
             an
             Alderman
             in
             the
             City
             of
             London
             ,
             to
             be
             seen
             walking
             with
             a
             Groatsworth
             of
             Fresh-Herrings
             ,
             from
             Billings-gate
             to
             his
             own
             House
             .
          
           
             There
             were
             formerly
             amongst
             them
             (
             as
             they
             themselves
             Report
             )
             abundance
             of
             Witches
             ,
             and
             indeed
             I
             know
             not
             ,
             but
             there
             may
             be
             as
             many
             now
             ,
             for
             the
             Men
             look
             still
             as
             if
             they
             were
             Hag-ridden
             ;
             and
             every
             Stranger
             ;
             that
             comes
             into
             the
             Country
             ,
             shall
             find
             they
             will
             Deal
             by
             him
             to
             this
             Day
             ,
             as
             if
             the
             Devil
             were
             in
             '
             em
             .
          
           
             Witchcraft
             they
             Punish'd
             with
             Death
             ,
             till
             they
             had
             Hang'd
             the
             best
             People
             in
             the
             Country
             ,
             and
             Convicted
             the
             Culprit
             upon
             a
             single
             Evidence
             :
             So
             that
             any
             prejudic'd
             person
             ,
             who
             bore
             Malice
             against
             a
             Neighbour
             ,
             had
             an
             easie
             method
             of
             removing
             their
             Adversary
             .
             But
             since
             ,
             upon
             better
             consideration
             ,
             they
             have
             Mitigated
             the
             severity
             of
             that
             unreasonable
             Law
             ,
             there
             has
             not
             been
             one
             accused
             of
             Witchcraft
             ,
             in
             the
             whole
             Country
             .
          
           
             Many
             are
             the
             Bug-bear
             storys
             reported
             of
             these
             suppos'd
             Negromancers
             ,
             but
             few
             Believ'd
             ,
             tho'
             I
             presume
             none
             True
             ,
             yet
             all
             Collected
             and
             already
             Printed
             ,
             I
             shall
             therefore
             omit
             the
             relating
             of
             any
             .
          
           
             They
             have
             one
             very
             wholesome
             Law
             ,
             which
             would
             do
             mighty
             well
             to
             be
             in
             force
             in
             Old-England
             ;
             which
             is
             a
             Peculiar
             method
             they
             have
             of
             Punishing
             Scolds
             .
             If
             any
             Turbulent
             Woman
             be
             Troubled
             with
             an
             unruly
             Member
             ,
             and
             uses
             it
             to
             the
             Defamation
             of
             any
             Body
             ,
             or
             disquiet
             of
             her
             Neighbours
             ,
             upon
             Complaint
             ,
             she
             is
             order'd
             to
             be
             Gag'd
             and
             set
             at
             her
             own
             Door
             as
             many
             Hours
             as
             the
             Magistrates
             shall
             think
             fit
             ,
             there
             
             to
             be
             gaiz'd
             at
             by
             all
             Passengers
             till
             the
             time
             's
             expired
             .
             Which
             ,
             to
             me
             ▪
             seems
             the
             most
             Equitable
             Law
             imaginable
             to
             Punish
             more
             particularly
             that
             Member
             which
             committed
             the
             Offence
             .
          
           
             Whipping
             is
             a
             Punishment
             so
             Practicable
             in
             this
             Country
             ,
             upon
             every
             slight
             Offence
             ,
             that
             at
             a
             Town
             upon
             the
             Sound
             ,
             call'd
             New-Haven
             ,
             the
             People
             do
             confess
             ,
             that
             all
             the
             Inhabitants
             of
             that
             Place
             ,
             above
             the
             Age
             of
             Fourteen
             ,
             had
             been
             Whip'd
             for
             some
             Misdemeanour
             or
             other
             (
             except
             two
             )
             the
             Minister
             and
             the
             Iustice.
             
          
        
         
           
             Of
             the
             Beasts
             .
          
           
             They
             have
             most
             sort
             of
             Four-footed
             Beasts
             that
             we
             have
             here
             ,
             only
             something
             different
             in
             either
             Sise
             or
             Colour
             ,
             but
             of
             the
             same
             Species
             .
             I
             shall
             only
             mention
             those
             which
             are
             Natives
             of
             that
             Country
             ,
             and
             to
             us
             uncommon
             ;
             for
             to
             Treat
             of
             Creatures
             dayly
             to
             be
             seen
             ,
             or
             heard
             of
             in
             our
             own
             Climate
             ,
             will
             afford
             the
             Reader
             but
             little
             Satisfaction
             .
          
           
             
               First
               of
               the
               Moos-Deer
               .
            
             
               Of
               all
               the
               Creatures
               that
               inhabit
               these
               parts
               of
               America
               ,
               the
               Moos-deer
               makes
               the
               most
               Noble
               figure
               :
               He
               is
               shap'd
               like
               an
               English
               Deer
               ,
               only
               round
               Footed
               ;
               but
               of
               a
               stately
               Stature
               ,
               seldom
               so
               low
               as
               the
               biggest
               of
               our
               Oxen.
               His
               Head
               fortified
               with
               Horns
               proportionable
               ,
               whose
               Palms
               are
               very
               broad
               ,
               full
               of
               indented
               branches
               ,
               and
               are
               commonly
               two
               Fathom
               distance
               from
               Tip
               to
               Tip.
               His
               Flesh
               is
               not
               dry
               ,
               like
               Venison
               ,
               but
               moist
               and
               Lushious
               ;
               extreamly
               palatable
               ,
               and
               very
               wholesome
               .
               The
               flesh
               of
               their
               Fawns
               ,
               is
               also
               delicious
               Food
               ;
               highly
               commended
               by
               all
               such
               who
               are
               more
               than
               ordinary
               Nice
               in
               obliging
               their
               Voluptuous
               Appetites
               .
               There
               is
               much
               said
               by
               the
               Phisicians
               of
               that
               Country
               concerning
               the
               Excellent
               Virtues
               of
               the
               Horn
               of
               this
               Creature
               :
               Being
               look'd
               upon
               as
               an
               incomparable
               Restorative
               against
               all
               inward
               weaknesses
               ;
               and
               in
               all
               Cases
               where
               Harts-honn
               is
               prescrib'd
               ,
               the
               Moos-horn
               they
               look
               upon
               to
               be
               a
               far
               better
               Medicine
               ;
               half
               the
               Quantity
               being
               more
               powerful
               in
               effect
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               the
               Bear.
               
            
             
               The
               Bears
               that
               Inhabit
               this
               part
               of
               America
               ,
               are
               generally
               of
               a
               blackish
               Colour
               during
               the
               Winter
               season
               ,
               which
               is
               much
               colder
               than
               in
               England
               .
               They
               defend
               themselves
               from
               the
               hardship
               of
               the
               weather
               ,
               by
               retiring
               into
               Caves
               ,
               where
               they
               continue
               for
               about
               four
               Months
               ;
               in
               which
               time
               their
               Snows
               are
               pretty
               well
               dissolv'd
               ,
               and
               the
               severity
               of
               their
               Frost
               over
               .
               They
               are
               commonly
               very
               Fat
               in
               the
               fall
               of
               the
               Leaf
               ,
               by
               feeding
               upon
               Acorns
               ,
               at
               which
               time
               the
               Indians
               destroy
               a
               great
               many
               ;
               looking
               upon
               'em
               then
               to
               be
               incomparable
               Venison
               :
               But
               the
               Head
               ,
               I
               believe
               ,
               is
               but
               a
               sorry
               dish
               ,
               because
               they
               hold
               the
               Brains
               to
               be
               Venomous
               .
               They
               are
               very
               fierce
               in
               Rutting-time
               ;
               and
               then
               walk
               the
               Country
               round
               ,
               thirty
               or
               forty
               in
               a
               Company
               ,
               making
               a
               hedious
               roaring
               ,
               which
               may
               be
               heard
               a
               Mile
               or
               two
               before
               they
               come
               near
               enough
               to
               endanger
               a
               Traveller
               .
               They
               will
               never
               injure
               a
               Man
               at
               any
               other
               time
               of
               the
               Year
               ,
               except
               you
               attempt
               to
               hurt
               them
               first
               ;
               But
               if
               you
               Shoot
               at
               one
               ,
               and
               miss
               him
               ,
               he
               will
               certainly
               destroy
               you
               ;
               which
               makes
               the
               Indians
               sure
               of
               their
               Mark
               before
               ever
               they
               discharge
               their
               Piece
               .
               Their
               Skins
               they
               sell
               to
               the
               English
               ,
               
               but
               the
               Flesh
               they
               Cook
               sundry
               ways
               ,
               Salting
               and
               Drying
               some
               ,
               of
               which
               they
               make
               extraordinary
               Bacon
               ,
               no
               Hogs-flesh
               in
               the
               world
               being
               more
               pleasant
               to
               the
               Eye
               ,
               grateful
               to
               the
               Tast
               ,
               or
               agreeable
               to
               the
               Appetite
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               the
               Raccoon
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               Creature
               about
               the
               bigness
               of
               a
               Cat
               ,
               but
               of
               a
               different
               Species
               .
               It
               s
               Furr
               is
               of
               a
               dark
               colour
               ,
               and
               in
               good
               esteem
               ,
               tho'
               something
               course
               .
               He
               is
               of
               an
               Owlish
               disposition
               ;
               and
               chooses
               for
               his
               Mansion-house
               a
               Hollow-Tree
               .
               They
               are
               meer
               Gluttons
               at
               Indian-Corn
               ;
               and
               feed
               themselves
               in
               Autumn
               very
               fat
               .
               Their
               flesh
               is
               dark
               ,
               like
               Venison
               ;
               and
               accounted
               good
               Food
               Roasted
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               the
               Wild-Cat
               ,
            
             
               Which
               the
               Indians
               call
               the
               Ounce
               .
               T
               is
               as
               tall
               as
               an
               English
               Bull-dog
               ;
               and
               as
               fierce
               .
               Their
               manner
               of
               Preying
               ,
               is
               to
               climb
               a
               Tree
               ,
               and
               drop
               from
               the
               Branches
               upon
               the
               Back
               of
               
                 Horse
                 ,
                 Cow
                 ,
                 Deer
              
               ,
               or
               any
               Creature
               that
               is
               feeding
               under
               it
               ;
               clinging
               close
               with
               their
               Tallons
               ,
               knawing
               a
               great
               hole
               between
               the
               Shoulders
               of
               the
               Beast
               ,
               who
               runs
               full
               speed
               till
               he
               drops
               down
               Dead
               ,
               and
               becomes
               a
               prey
               to
               his
               subtile
               Enemy
               .
               Their
               Flesh
               Roasted
               ,
               is
               as
               good
               as
               Lamb
               ,
               and
               as
               white
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               the
               Porcupine
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               a
               very
               peevish
               ,
               also
               a
               dangerous
               Creature
               ;
               being
               the
               height
               of
               an
               ordinary
               Mungril
               ,
               but
               in
               shape
               like
               an
               Hedge-hog
               ,
               arm'd
               all
               over
               with
               mischievous
               Darts
               ,
               as
               a
               Hemp-dressers
               Comb
               with
               Teeth
               ;
               which
               he
               exercises
               with
               as
               much
               Art
               as
               an
               old
               Soldier
               does
               his
               Pike
               ,
               charging
               them
               according
               as
               you
               Attack
               him
               ,
               to
               the
               Right
               ,
               Left
               ,
               Front
               ,
               or
               Rear
               ,
               which
               they
               will
               Shoot
               at
               their
               Enemies
               a
               considerable
               distance
               ;
               and
               wherever
               they
               Stick
               in
               the
               Flesh
               ,
               if
               you
               pluck
               them
               not
               out
               presently
               ,
               they
               will
               work
               thro'
               .
               The
               Indians
               use
               these
               Quills
               to
               adorn
               their
               Birchen
               Dishes
               .
               The
               Flesh
               they
               do
               not
               Eat
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               the
               Beaver
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               an
               Amphibeous
               Creature
               ,
               rather
               larger
               than
               an
               Otter
               ,
               Hairy
               all
               over
               but
               his
               Tail
               ,
               which
               is
               Scaly
               like
               a
               Fish
               ;
               and
               is
               of
               an
               admirable
               Instinct
               ,
               as
               is
               observ'd
               by
               their
               artificial
               Dam-heads
               ,
               by
               which
               ,
               in
               dry
               Seasons
               ,
               they
               raise
               the
               Water
               to
               their
               Houses
               ,
               when
               the
               Pond
               ,
               upon
               whose
               brinks
               they
               dwell
               ,
               is
               sunk
               from
               it's
               usual
               Edges
               .
               Their
               Nests
               or
               Burrow
               which
               they
               make
               ,
               are
               three
               Stories
               high
               ,
               that
               in
               case
               excessive
               Rains
               should
               over-flow
               their
               first
               and
               second
               Floor
               ,
               they
               may
               mount
               into
               their
               Garrets
               ,
               there
               Sleep
               in
               a
               dry
               Skin
               till
               the
               Floods
               abated
               .
               They
               have
               two
               pair
               of
               Testacles
               ,
               one
               soft
               and
               Oily
               ;
               and
               the
               other
               pair
               hard
               or
               solid
               .
               The
               Women
               dry
               the
               latter
               ,
               and
               grate
               them
               into
               Wine
               ,
               to
               further
               Generation
               ,
               remove
               the
               causes
               of
               Barrenness
               ,
               prevent
               Miscarriages
               ,
               and
               to
               strengthen
               Nature
               against
               ,
               and
               also
               moderate
               the
               Pains
               of
               Delivery
               .
               They
               Eat
               no
               part
               of
               this
               Creature
               but
               the
               Tail
               ,
               which
               they
               flea
               and
               boil
               ,
               accounting
               it
               rare
               Victuals
               .
               It
               's
               very
               Fat
               ,
               and
               Eats
               like
               Marrow
               ,
               being
               an
               excellent
               Supper
               for
               a
               Bride-groom
               ,
               or
               good
               Food
               for
               that
               unhappy
               Man
               who
               has
               Marry'd
               a
               Wife
               much
               Younger
               than
               himself
               :
               Of
               their
               Furr
               ,
               mix'd
               with
               Coney-wooll
               ,
               they
               make
               your
               Beaver-hats
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               Of
               the
               Jackall
               .
            
             
               These
               are
               very
               numerous
               in
               New-England
               .
               They
               are
               the
               colour
               of
               a
               Grey
               Rabbit
               ;
               something
               less
               than
               a
               Fox
               ,
               having
               much
               the
               same
               Scent
               ,
               but
               not
               so
               strong
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Creature
               reported
               to
               hunt
               the
               Lyons
               prey
               ,
               which
               make
               some
               suspect
               there
               are
               Lyons
               ,
               but
               there
               never
               was
               but
               one
               seen
               as
               we
               have
               any
               account
               of
               ;
               and
               that
               was
               shot
               by
               an
               Indian
               ,
               with
               Bow
               and
               Arrow
               ,
               Sixty
               Years
               ago
               ,
               as
               he
               lay
               Dormant
               upon
               the
               Body
               of
               an
               Oak
               ,
               by
               a
               Hurricane
               blown
               up
               by
               the
               Roots
               .
               The
               Iackall
               is
               sometimes
               Eaten
               by
               the
               Indians
               .
            
             
               Wolves
               there
               are
               abundance
               ,
               of
               two
               sorts
               ,
               one
               like
               a
               Mungril
               ,
               which
               kills
               
                 Goats
                 ,
                 Sheep
              
               ,
               &c.
               
               And
               the
               other
               shap'd
               like
               a
               Grey-hound
               ,
               which
               preys
               upon
               Deer
               .
               They
               are
               very
               shy
               and
               difficult
               to
               be
               Shot
               or
               Trap'd
               .
               Their
               manner
               of
               distroying
               them
               ,
               being
               by
               four
               Maycril-hooks
               ,
               which
               they
               bind
               together
               ,
               with
               their
               Beards
               revers'd
               ,
               then
               hide
               them
               with
               a
               Ball
               of
               Tallow
               ,
               and
               tie
               it
               to
               the
               Carkass
               of
               any
               thing
               they
               have
               just
               kill'd
               ,
               from
               which
               you
               have
               scar'd
               them
               ,
               and
               when
               he
               comes
               to
               make
               up
               his
               Meale
               ,
               being
               a
               lover
               of
               Fat
               ,
               he
               certainly
               takes
               your
               Bait
               ,
               and
               becomes
               your
               Prisoner
               .
            
             
               Besides
               what
               I
               have
               above
               mentioned
               ,
               they
               have
               a
               great
               deal
               of
               good
               Provisions
               ,
               as
               
                 Beef
                 ,
                 Mutton
                 ,
                 Kid
                 ,
                 Swines-Flesh
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
               Also
               great
               Plenty
               both
               of
               Fish
               and
               Fowl
               ;
               the
               Particulars
               being
               too
               large
               to
               Treat
               of
               in
               so
               Brief
               an
               Account
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             
               Of
               the
               Indians
               ,
               and
               first
               of
               the
               Men.
               
            
             
               They
               are
               generally
               of
               a
               comely
               Stature
               ,
               grave
               Disposition
               ,
               deliberate
               in
               their
               Talk
               ,
               and
               courteous
               in
               their
               Carriage
               ,
               quick
               of
               Apprehension
               ,
               very
               Ingenious
               ,
               Subtile
               ,
               Proud
               and
               Lazy
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               nothing
               they
               Value
               so
               much
               as
               Liberty
               and
               Ease
               .
               They
               will
               not
               become
               Servil
               upon
               any
               Terms
               whatsoever
               ,
               or
               abridge
               their
               Native
               Freedom
               ,
               with
               either
               Work
               or
               Confinement
               ,
               to
               gain
               the
               Universe
               :
               For
               they
               neither
               covet
               Riches
               ,
               or
               dread
               Poverty
               :
               But
               all
               seem
               Content
               with
               their
               own
               Conditions
               ,
               which
               are
               in
               a
               manner
               Equal
               .
            
             
               For
               these
               four
               Virtues
               they
               are
               very
               Eminent
               ,
               
                 viz.
                 Loyal
              
               to
               their
               
                 Kings
                 ,
                 Constant
              
               to
               their
               
                 Wives
                 ,
                 Indulgent
              
               to
               their
               Children
               ,
               and
               Faithful
               to
               their
               Trust.
               
            
             
               For
               nothing
               will
               tempt
               them
               to
               offer
               Violence
               to
               their
               Sagamore
               ,
               to
               abuse
               their
               Squawes
               ,
               use
               Soverity
               with
               their
               Papooses
               ,
               or
               betray
               a
               Secret
               ;
               rather
               chusing
               to
               die
               then
               do
               either
               .
            
             
               They
               call
               themselves
               Hunters
               ;
               and
               are
               very
               dexterous
               at
               the
               use
               of
               either
               Gun
               or
               Bow
               ,
               by
               the
               excercise
               of
               which
               ;
               they
               maintain
               themselves
               and
               Families
               .
            
             
               They
               acknowledge
               a
               God
               ,
               whom
               they
               Worship
               for
               his
               Benefits
               .
               They
               believe
               a
               Devil
               ,
               whom
               they
               Adore
               thro'
               Fear
               .
               And
               have
               a
               Blind
               Notion
               of
               Futurity
               ,
               which
               appears
               by
               their
               manner
               of
               Interring
               their
               Dead
               ,
               with
               whom
               they
               bury
               his
               Bow
               ,
               Gun
               ,
               with
               Provisions
               for
               his
               Journy
               into
               a
               better
               Country
               ;
               but
               where
               or
               what
               it
               is
               they
               know
               not
               .
            
             
               Upon
               the
               breaking
               out
               of
               a
               War
               ,
               or
               such
               extraordinary
               Occasions
               ,
               as
               the
               old
               Romans
               consulted
               their
               Oracles
               ,
               so
               do
               the
               Indians
               their
               Pawaws
               ,
               which
               are
               a
               kind
               of
               Wizards
               :
               And
               at
               a
               General
               Pawawing
               ,
               the
               Country
               a
               Hundred
               Miles
               round
               assemble
               themselves
               in
               a
               Body
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               are
               thus
               met
               ,
               they
               kindle
               a
               large
               Fire
               ,
               round
               which
               the
               Pawaw
               walks
               ,
               and
               beats
               himself
               upon
               his
               Breast
               ,
               muttering
               out
               a
               strange
               sort
               of
               intricate
               Jargon
               ,
               till
               he
               has
               Elivated
               himself
               into
               so
               great
               an
               Agony
               ,
               that
               he
               
               falls
               down
               by
               the
               Fire
               in
               a
               Trance
               ;
               during
               which
               time
               ,
               the
               Sagamores
               ask
               him
               what
               they
               have
               a
               mind
               to
               know
               :
               After
               which
               ,
               he
               is
               convey'd
               thro'
               the
               Fire
               ,
               in
               the
               same
               posture
               that
               he
               lies
               ,
               by
               a
               Power
               invisible
               ,
               in
               the
               sight
               of
               the
               Spectators
               ;
               then
               awakes
               ,
               and
               Answers
               the
               several
               Questions
               ask'd
               by
               their
               Kings
               or
               Sachems
               .
            
             
               The
               chiefest
               Vice
               amongst
               them
               is
               Drunkenness
               ,
               which
               (
               to
               the
               Reputation
               of
               Christianity
               )
               they
               learn'd
               of
               the
               English
               :
               And
               are
               so
               greedy
               of
               being
               Drunk
               ,
               when
               they
               have
               purchas'd
               any
               Rum
               ,
               that
               if
               they
               have
               not
               enough
               to
               Fuddle
               their
               whole
               Society
               ,
               they
               draw
               Cuts
               who
               shall
               Drink
               ,
               till
               it
               falls
               into
               the
               hands
               of
               so
               few
               ,
               they
               may
               be
               sure
               to
               have
               their
               Bellies
               full
               .
               When
               they
               get
               Drunk
               they
               are
               very
               Mischievous
               one
               to
               another
               :
               But
               are
               never
               known
               to
               offer
               any
               Indignity
               to
               their
               Kings
               ,
               who
               are
               Hail
               Fellow
               well
               met
               with
               his
               Subjects
               .
            
             
               Their
               Garments
               are
               Mantles
               ,
               about
               the
               bigness
               of
               a
               Cradle-Rug
               ,
               made
               of
               course
               English
               Cloth
               ,
               which
               they
               call
               a
               Coat
               .
               They
               also
               have
               a
               piece
               of
               the
               same
               Cloth
               ,
               about
               six
               Inches
               wide
               ,
               between
               their
               Legs
               ,
               tuck'd
               under
               a
               Deer's-Skin
               Belt
               ,
               to
               hide
               their
               Privities
               ,
               by
               them
               call'd
               Breeches
               .
               Adorning
               themselves
               with
               Beads
               of
               several
               Colours
               ,
               of
               their
               own
               making
               .
               Their
               Heads
               ,
               Breast
               ,
               Legs
               and
               Thighs
               being
               bare
               .
               Sometimes
               ,
               for
               their
               Children
               ,
               they
               Weave
               Coates
               of
               
                 Turky
                 Feathers
              
               .
            
             
               Their
               Houses
               they
               call
               Wigwams
               ;
               and
               are
               built
               with
               bended
               Poles
               ,
               after
               the
               fashion
               of
               our
               Arbours
               ,
               cover'd
               with
               Bark
               of
               Trees
               ,
               and
               lin'd
               with
               Mats
               they
               make
               of
               Rushes
               ,
               leaving
               a
               hole
               at
               top
               for
               a
               Smoke-vent
               ,
               kindling
               their
               Fires
               in
               the
               middle
               of
               their
               Wigwams
               .
               Their
               Lodging
               is
               upon
               Hurdles
               ,
               rais'd
               from
               the
               Ground
               with
               Wooden
               Stumps
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               their
               Women
               .
            
             
               Their
               Squaws
               when
               Young
               ,
               are
               generally
               round
               Visage'd
               ,
               well
               Feitur'd
               ,
               Plump
               ,
               and
               Handsome
               ;
               black-Eyed
               ,
               with
               Alabaster
               Teeth
               ,
               a
               Satin
               Skin
               ,
               and
               of
               excellent
               proportion
               ;
               with
               tolerable
               Complections
               ,
               which
               they
               injure
               much
               with
               Red-lead
               and
               Bears-grease
               ,
               being
               so
               silly
               to
               believe
               it
               gives
               an
               advantage
               to
               their
               Beauty
               .
            
             
               They
               are
               extreamly
               Modest
               when
               Virgins
               ;
               very
               Continent
               when
               
                 Wives
                 ,
                 Obedient
              
               to
               their
               Husbands
               ,
               and
               tender
               Mothers
               to
               their
               Children
               .
               From
               whom
               our
               English
               Ladies
               might
               learn
               those
               Virtues
               ,
               which
               would
               heighthen
               their
               Charms
               ,
               and
               Illusterate
               their
               Perfection
               beyound
               the
               Advantages
               of
               gaudy
               Dresses
               .
            
             
               They
               are
               much
               in
               the
               Condition
               of
               our
               first
               Parents
               ;
               having
               a
               little
               more
               than
               a
               Fig-leaf
               to
               hide
               their
               Nakedness
               :
               Yet
               the
               modestty
               of
               their
               deportment
               ,
               makes
               it
               not
               look
               like
               Impudence
               but
               Necessity
               .
            
             
               They
               carry
               their
               Children
               at
               their
               Backs
               ,
               lac'd
               to
               a
               Board
               in
               the
               form
               of
               a
               Boot-jack
               :
               which
               is
               said
               to
               be
               the
               reason
               their
               Children
               are
               never
               Rickety
               ,
               or
               shall
               you
               ever
               see
               a
               Bandy-leg'd
               or
               Crooked
               Indian
               .
            
          
           
             
               Of
               their
               Food
               .
            
             
               Their
               Diet
               is
               
                 Fish
                 ,
                 Fowl
                 ,
                 Bear
                 ,
                 Wild-cat
                 ,
                 Raccoon
                 ,
                 Deer
                 ,
                 Oysters
                 ,
                 Lobsters
              
               roasted
               or
               dry'd
               in
               Smoke
               ,
               
                 Lampres
                 ,
                 Moot-tongues
              
               dry'd
               ,
               which
               they
               esteem
               a
               dish
               for
               a
               Sagamore
               .
               With
               hard
               Eggs
               Pulveriz'd
               ,
               they
               thicken
               their
               Broth
               ;
               Indian-Corn
               and
               Kidney-Beans
               boil'd
               ,
               
                 Earth-Nuts
                 ,
                 Chest-Nuts
                 ,
                 Lilly-Roots
                 ,
                 Pumpkins
                 ,
                 Milions
                 ,
              
               and
               divers
               sorts
               of
               Berries
               ;
               Cook'd
               after
               various
               manners
               .
            
          
           
             
               Their
               Distempers
               are
               ,
            
             
               
                 Quinsies
                 ,
                 Pleurisies
                 ,
                 Sciatica
                 ,
                 Head-Ach
                 ,
                 Palsey
                 ,
                 Dropsie
                 ,
                 Worms
                 ,
                 Cancer
                 ,
                 Pestilent
                 Fever
              
               and
               Scurvy
               ;
               For
               all
               which
               Diseases
               ,
               the
               Indians
               are
               Incomparable
               Physicians
               :
               Being
               well
               skill'd
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               Herbs
               and
               Plants
               of
               that
               Country
               .
               But
               the
               English
               will
               not
               make
               use
               of
               them
               ,
               because
               their
               Ministers
               have
               infus'd
               this
               Notion
               into
               'em
               ,
               That
               what
               they
               do
               ,
               is
               by
               the
               Power
               of
               the
               Devil
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           FINIS
           .