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It was published at the re- quest of the Boston School Committee for the use of the eisfhth-grade pupils of Boston. ^ ^tmi6ru/ae//i^ cMm Q7M/a^nd. From (he oldest known print of Harvard College, engraved in 1726, and representing the college as it appeared when ninety years old. The building on the right, Massachusetts Hall, is still in use. THE GOVERNMENT OF NEW ENGLAND. 27 you want instruction on these points, you must seek it in Mr. Bancroft's History. I am merely telling the history of a chair. To proceed. The period during which the governors sat in our chair was not very full of striking incidents. The province was now estab- lished on a secure foundation ; but it did not increase so rapidly as at first, because the Puritans were no longer driven from England by persecution. How- ever, there was still a quiet and natural growth. The Legislature incorporated towns, and made new pur- chases of lands from the Indians. A very memorable event took place in 1643. The colonies of Massachu- setts, Plymouth, Connecticut, and New Haven formed a union, for the purpose of assisting each other in dif- ficulties, for mutual defence against their enemies. They called themselves the United Colonies of New England." " Were they under a government like that of the United States ? " inquired Laurence. " No," replied Grandfather ; " the different colonies did not compose one nation together ; it was merely a confederacy among the governments. It somewhat resembled the league of the Amphictyons, which you remember in Grecian history. But to return to our chair. In 1644 it was highly honored ; for Governor Endicott sat in it when he gave audience to an ambas- sador from the French governor of Acadia, or Nova Scotia. A treaty of peace between Massachusetts and the French colony was then signed." " Did England allow Massachusetts to make war and peace with foreign countries? " asked Laurence. " Massachusetts and the whole of New England was then almost independent of the mother country," said Grandfather. " There was now a civil war in Eng- 28 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. land ; and tlie king, as you may well suppose, had his hands full at home, and could pay but little attention to these remote colonies. When the Parliament got the power into their hands, they likewise had enough to do in keeping down the Cavaliers. Thus New Eng- land, like a young and hardy lad whose father and mother neglect it, was left to take care of itself. In 1649 King Charles was beheaded. Oliver • Cromwell then became Protector of England ; and as he was a Puritan himself, and had risen by the valor of the English Puritans, he showed himself a loving and in- dulgent father to the Puritan colonies in America." Grandfather might have continued to talk in this dull manner nobody knows how long ; but susj^ecting that Charley would find the subject rather dry, he looked sidewise at that vivacious little fellow, and saw him give an involuntary yawn. Whereupon Grand- father proceeded with the history of the chair, and re- lated a very entertaining incident, which will be found in the next chapter CHAPTER YI. THE PINE-TREE SHILLINGS. " According to the most authentic records, my clear children," said Grandfather, " the chair, about this time, had the misfortime to break its leg. It was probably on account of this accident that it ceased to be the seat of the governors of Massachusetts ; for, assuredly, it would have been ominous of evil to the commonwealth if the chair of state had tottered upon three legs. Being therefore sold at auction, — alas ! what a vicissitude for a chair that had figured in such high company ! — our venerable friend was knocked down to a certain Captain John Hull. This old gen- tleman, on carefully examining the maimed chair, dis- covered that its broken leg might be clamped with iron and made as serviceable as ever." " Here is the very leg that was broken ! " exclaimed Charley, throwing himself down on the floor to look at it. " And here are the iron clamps. How well it was mended ! " When they had all sufficiently examined the broken leg. Grandfather told them a story about Captain John Hull and the Pine-tree Shillings. The Captain John Hull aforesaid was the mint-mas- ter of Massachusetts, and coined all the money that was made there. This was a new line of business ; for, in the earlier days of the colony, the current coin- age consisted of gold and silver money of England, 30 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. Portugal, and Spain. These coins being scarce, the people were often forced to barter their commodities instead of selling them. For instance, if a man wanted to buy a coat, he per- haps exchanged a bear-skin for it. If he wished for a barrel of molasses, he might purchase it with a pile of pine boards. Musket-bullets were used instead of farthings. The Indians had a sort of money, called wampum, which was made of clam-shells ; and this strange sort of specie was likewise taken in payment of debts by the English settlers. Bank-bills had never been heard of. There was not money enough of any kind, in many parts of the country, to pay the salaries of the ministers ; so that they sometimes had to take quintals of fish, bushels of corn, or cords of wood, in- stead of silver or gold. As the people grew more numerous, and their trade one with another increased, the want of current money was still more sensibly felt. To supply the de- mand, the General Court passed a law for establishing a coinage of shillings, sixpences, and threepences. Cap- tain John Hull was appointed to manufacture this money, and was to have about one shilling out of every twenty to pay him for the trouble of making them. Hereupon all the old silver in the colony was handed over to Captain John Hull. The battered silver cans and tankards, I suppose, and silver buckles, and bro- ken spoons, and silver buttons of worn-out coats, and silver hilts of swords that had figured at court, — all such curious old articles were doubtless thrown into the melting-pot together. But by far the greater part of the silver consisted of bullion from the mines of South America, which the English buccaneers — who were little better than pirates — had taken from the Spaniards, and brought to Massachusetts. THE PINE-TREE SHILLINGS. 31 All this old and new silver being melted down and coined, the result was an immense amount of splendid shillings, sixpences, and threepences. Each had the date, 1652, on the one side, and the figure of a pine- tree on the other. Hence they were called pine-tree shillings. And for every twenty shillings that he coined, you will remember. Captain John Hidl was entitled to put one shilling into his own pocket. The magistrates soon began to suspect that the mint- master would have the best of the bargain. They of- fered him a large sum of money if he would but give up that twentieth shilling which he was continually dropping into his own pocket. But Captain Hull de- clared himself perfectly satisfied with the shilling. And well he might be ; for so diligently did he labor, that, in a few years, his pockets, his money-bags, and his strong box were overflowing with pine-tree shil- lings. This was probably the case when he came into possession of Grandfather's chair ; and, as he had worked so hard at the mint, it was certainly proper that he should have a comfortable chair to rest him- self in. When the mint-master had grown very rich, a young man, Samuel Sewall by name, came a-courting to his only daughter. His daughter — whose name I do not know, but we will call her Betsey — was a fine, hearty damsel, by no means so slender as some young ladies of our own days. On the contrary, having always fed heartily on pumpkin-pies, doughnuts, Indian puddings, and other Puritan dainties, she was as round and plump as a pudding herself. With this round, rosy Miss Betsey did Samuel Sewall fall in love. As he was a young man of good character, industrious in his business, and a member of the church, the mint-master very readily gave his consent. 32 GRANDFATHERS CHAIR. " Yes, you may take her," said he, in his rough way, " and you'll find her a heavy burden enough ! " On the wedding day, we may suppose that honest John Hull dressed himself in a plum-colored coat, all the buttons of which were made of pine-tree shillings. The buttons of his waistcoat were sixpences ; and the knees of his small-clothes were buttoned with silver threepences. Thus attired, he sat with great dignity in Grandfather's chair ; and, being a jjortly old gen- tleman, he completely filled it from elbow to elbow. On the opposite side of the room, between her bride- maids, sat Miss Betsey. She was blushing with all her might, and looked like a full-blown peony, or a great red apple. There, too, was the bridegroom, dressed in a fine purple coat and gold-lace waistcoat, with as much other finery as the Puritan laws and customs would allow him to put on. His hair was cropped close to his head, because Governor Endicott had forbidden any man to wear it below the ears. But he was a very personable young man ; and so thought the bridemaids and Miss Betsey herself. The mint-master also was pleased with his new son- in-law ; especially as he had courted Miss Betsey out of pure love, and had said nothing at all about her portion. So, when the marriage ceremony was over, Captain Hull whispered a word to two of his men-ser- vants, who immediately went out, and soon returned, lugging in a large pair of scales. They were such a pair as wholesale merchants use for weighing bulky commodities ; and quite a bulky commodity was now to be weighed in them. " Daughter Betsey," said the mint-master, " get into one side of these scales." THE PINE-TREE SHILLINGS. 33 Miss Betsey — or Mrs. Sewall, as we must now call her — did as she was bid, like a dutiful child, without any question of the why and wherefore. But what her father could mean, unless to make her husband pay for her by the pound (in which case she would have been a dear bargain), she had not the least idea. " And now," said honest John Hull to the servants, "bring that box hither." The box to which the mint-master pointed was a huge, square, iron-bound, oaken chest ; it was big enough, my children, for all four of you to play at hide-and-seek in. The servants tugged with might and main, but could not lift this enormous receptacle, and were finally obliged to drag it across the floor. Captain Hull then took a key from his girdle, un- locked the chest, and lifted its ponderous lid. Be- hold ! it was full to the brim of bright pine-tree shil- lings, fresh from the mint ; and Samuel Sewall began to think that his father-in-law had got possession of all the money in the Massachusetts treasury. But it was only the mint-master's honest share of the coin- age. Then the servants, at Captain Hull's command, heaped double handfuls of shillings into one side of the scales, while Betsey remained in the other. Jingle, jingle, went the shillings, as handful after handful was thrown in, till, plump and ponderous as she was, they fairly weighed the young lady from the floor. " There, son Sewall ! " cried the honest mint-master, resuming his seat in Grandfather's chair, " take these shillings for my daughter's portion. Use her kindly, and thank Heaven for her. It is not every wife that 's worth her weight in silver ! " The children laughed heartily at this legend, and 34 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. would hardly be convinced but that Grandfather had made it out of his own head. He assured them faith- fully, however, that he had found it in the pages of a grave historian, and had merely tried to tell it in a somewhat funnier style. As for Samuel Sewall, he afterwards became chief justice of Massachusetts.^ " Well, Grandfather," remarked Clara, " if wedding portions nowadays were paid as Miss Betsey's was, young ladies would not pride themselves upon an airy figure, as many of them do." 1 Whittier's poem, The Prophecy of Samuel Sewall, gives a very good picture of the chief justice in his old age. A PINE-TREE SHILLING. CHAPTER VII. THE QUAKERS AND THE INDIANS. When his little audience next assembled round the chair, Grandfather gave them a doleful history of the Quaker persecution, which began in 1656, and raged for about three years in Massachusetts. He told them how, in the first place, twelve of the converts of George Fox, the first Quaker in the world, had come over from England. They seemed to be impelled by an earnest love for the souls of men, and a pure desire to make known what they considered a revelation from Heaven. But the rulers looked upon them as plotting the downfall of all government and religion. They were banished from the colony. In a little while, however, not only the first twelve had re- turned, but a multitude of other Quakers had come to rebuke the rulers and to preach against the priests and steeple-houses. Grandfather described the hatred and scorn with which these enthusiasts were received. They were thrown into dungeons ; they were beaten with many stripes, women as well as men ; they were driven forth into the wilderness, and left to the tender mercies of wild beasts and Indians. The children were amazed to hear that the more the Quakers were scourged, and imprisoned, and banished, the more did the sect increase, both by the influx of strangers and by con- verts from among the Puritans. But Grandfather 36 GRANDFATHERS CHAIR. told tliem that God had put something into the soul of man, which always turned the cruelties of the per- secutor to nought. He went on to relate that, in 1659, two Quakers, named William Robinson and Marmaduke Stephen- son, were hanged at Boston. A woman had been sen- tenced to die with them, but was reprieved on condi- tion of her leaving the colony. Her name was Mary Dyer. In the year 1660 she returned to Boston, al- though she knew death awaited her there ; and, if Grandfather had been correctly informed, an incident had then taken place which connects her with our story. This Mary Dyer had entered the mint-master's dwelling, clothed in sackcloth and ashes, and seated herself in our great chair with a sort of dignity and state. Then she proceeded to deliver what she called a message from Heaven, but in the midst of it they dragged her to prison. "And was she executed?" asked Laurence. " She was," said Grandfather. " Grandfather," cried Charley, clinching his fist, " I would have fought for that poor Quaker woman ! " " Ah, but if a sword had been drawn for her," said Laurence, " it would have taken away all the beauty of her death." It seemed as if hardly any of the preceding stories had thrown such an interest around Grandfather's chair as did the fact that the poor, persecuted, wander- ing Quaker woman had rested in it for a moment. The children were so much excited that Grandfather found it necessary to bring his account of the persecu- tion to a close. "In 1660, the same year in which Mary Dyer was executed," said he, " Charles II. was restored to the THE QUAKERS AND THE INDIANS. 37 throne of his fathers. This king had many vices ; but he would not permit blood to be shed, under pretence of religion, in any part of his dominions. The Quak- ers in England told him what had been done to their brethren in Massachusetts ; and he sent orders to Governor Endicott to forbear all such proceedings in future. And so ended the Quaker persecution, — one of the most mournful passages in the history of our forefathers." ^ Grandfather then told his auditors, that, shortly after the above incident, the great chair had been given by the mint-master to the Rev. Mr. John Eliot. He was the first minister of Roxbury. But besides attending to the jDastoral duties there, he learned the language of the red men, and often went into the woods to preach to them. So earnestly did he labor for their conversion that he has always been called the apostle to the Indians. The mention of this holy man suggested to Grandfather the projDriety of giving a brief sketch of the history of the Indians, so far as they were connected with the English colonists. A short period before the arrival of the first Pil- grims at Plymouth there had been a very grievous plague among the red men ; and the sages and minis- ters of that day were inclined to the opinion that Prov- idence had sent this mortality in order to make room for the settlement of the English. But I know not why we should suppose that an Indian's life is less 1 Hawthorne laid the scenes of one of his longer stories, The Gentle Boy, in the time of the Quaker persecution, and Whit- tier has several poems relating to the same event, such as The Exiles, Cassandra Southwick, How the Women Went from Dover. His poem The King^s Missive especially tells the story of the close of the persecution. 38 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. precious, in the eye of Heaven, than that of a white man. Be that as it may, death had certainly been very busy with the savage tribes. In many phices the English found the wigwams de- serted and the cornfields growing to waste, with none to harvest the grain. There were heaps of earth also, which, being dug open, proved to be Indian graves, containing bows and flint-headed spears and arrows ; for the Indians buried the dead warrior's weapons along with him. In some spots there were skulls and other human bones lying unburied. In 1633, and the year afterwards, the small-pox broke out among the Massachusetts Indians, multitudes of whom died by this terrible disease of the Old World. These mis- fortunes made them far less powerful than they had formerly been. For nearly half a century after the arrival of the English the red men showed themselves generally in- clined to peace and amity. They often made submis- sion when they might have made successful war. The Plymouth settlers, led by the famous Captain Miles Standish, slew some of them, in 1623, without any very evident necessity for so doing. In 1636, and the fol- lowing year, there was the most dreadful war that had yet occurred between the Indians and the English. The Connecticut settlers, assisted by a celebrated In- dian chief named Uncas, bore the brunt of this war, with but little aid from Massachusetts. Many hun- dreds of the hostile Indians were slain or burned in their wigwams. Sassacus, their sachem, fled to an- other tribe, after his own people were defeated ; but he was murdered by them, and his head was sent to his English enemies. From that period down to the time of King Philip's THE QUAKERS AND THE INDIANS. 39 War, wliieh will be mentioned hereafter, there was not much trouble with the Indians. But the colonists were always on their guard, and kept their weapons ready for the conflict. "I have sometimes doubted," said Grandfather, when he had told these things to the children, — "I have sometimes doubted whether there was more than a single man among our forefathers who realized that an Indian possesses a mind, and a heart, and an im- mortal soul. That single man was John Eliot. All the rest of the early settlers seemed to think that the Indians were an inferior race of beings, whom the Creator had merely allowed to keep possession of this beautiful country till the white men should be in want of it." *^ Did the pious men of those days never try to make Christians of them ? " asked Laurence. " Sometimes, it is true," answered Grandfather, *' the magistrates and ministers would talk about civi- lizing and converting the r<3d people. But, at the bot- tom of their hearts, they would have had almost as much expectation of civilizing the wild bear of the woods and making him fit for paradise. They felt no faith in the success of any such attempts, because they had no love for the poor Indians. Now, Eliot was full of love for them ; and therefore so full of faith and ho])e that he spent the labor of a lifetime in their behalf." " I would have conquered them first, and then con- verted them," said Charley. " Ah, Charley, there spoke the very spirit of our forefathers ! " rei)lied Grandfather. " But Mr. Eliot had a better spirit. He looked upon them as his brethren. He persuaded as many of them as he could 40 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. to leave off their idle and wandering habits, and to build houses and cultivate the earth, as the English did. He established schools among them and taught many of the Indians how to read. He taught them, likewise, how to pray. Hence they were called ' pray- ing Indians.' Finally, having spent the best years of his life for their good, Mr. Eliot resolved to spend the remainder in doing them a yet greater benefit." " I know what that was ! " cried Laurence. " He sat down in his study," contjaiued Grandfather, " and began a translation of the Bible into the Indian tongue. It was while he was engaged in this pious work that the mint-master gave him our great chair. His toil needed it and deserved it." " O Grandfather, tell us all about that Indian Bible ! " exclaimed Laurence. " I have seen it in the library of the Athenieum ; and the tears came into my eyes to think that there were no Indians left to read it." f CHAPTER VIII. THE INDIAN BIBLE. As Grandfather was a great admirer of the apostle Eliot, he was glad to comply with the earnest request which Laurence had made at the close of the last chapter. So he proceeded to describe how good Mr. Eliot labored, while he was at work upon the Indian Bible. My dear children, what a task would you think it, even with a long lifetime before you, were you bidden to copy every chapter, and verse, and word, in yonder family Bible ! Would not this be a heavy toil ? But if the task were, not to write oif the English Bible, but to learn a language utterly unlike all other tongues, — a lanouaoe which hitherto had never been learned, except by the Indians themselves, from their mothers' lips, — a language never written, and the strange words of which seemed inexpressible by letters, — if the task were, first to learn this new variety of speech, and then to translate the Bible into it, and to do it so carefully that not one idea throughout the holy book should be changed, — what would induce you to un- dertake this toil ? Yet this was what the apostle Eliot did. It was a mighty work for a man, now growing old, to take upon himself. And what earthly reward could he expect from it ? None ; no reward on earth. But he believed that the red men were the descendants of 'jaSi 42 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. those lost tribes of Israel of whom history has been able to tell us nothing- for thousands of years. He hoped that God had sent the English across the ocean, Gentiles as they were, to enlighten this benighted por- tion of his once chosen race. And when he should be summoned hence, he trusted to meet blessed spirits in another world, whose bliss would have been earned by his j^atient toil in translating the word of God. This hope and trust were far dearer to him than any- thing that earth could offer. Sometimes, while thus at work, he was visited by learned men, who desired to know what literary un- dertaking Mr. Eliot had in hand. They, like him- self, had been bred in the studious cloisters of a uni- versity, and were supposed to possess all the erudition which mankind has hoarded up from age to age. Greek and Latin were as familiar to them as the bab- ble of their childhood. Hebrew was like their mother tongue. They had grown gray in study ; their eyes were bleared with poring over print and manuscript by the light of the midnight lamp. And yet, how much had they left unlearned ! Mr. Eliot would put into their hands some of the pages which he had been writing ; and behold ! the gray- headed men stammered over the long, strange words, like a little child in his first attempts to read. Then would the apostle call to him an Indian boy, one of his scholars, and show him the manuscript which had so puzzled the learned Englishmen. '* Read this, my child," would he say ; " these are some brethren of mine, who would fain hear the sound of thy native tongue." Then woidd the Indian boy cast his eyes over the mysterious page, and read it so skilfully that it THE INDIAN BIBLE. 43 sounded like wild music. It seemed as if the forest leaves were singing in the ears of his auditors, and as if the roar of distant streams were poured through the young Indian's voice. Such were the sounds amid which the language of the red man had been formed ; and they were still heard to echo in it. The lesson being over, Mr. Eliot would give the In- dian boy an apple or a cake, and bid him leap forth into the open air which his free nature loved. The apostle was kind to children, and even shared in their sports sometimes. And when his visitors had bidden him farewell, the good man turned patiently to his toil again. No other Englishman had ever imderstood the In- dian character so well, nor possessed so great an influ- ence over the New England tribes, as the apostle did. His advice and assistance must often have been valu- able to his countrymen in their transactions with the Indians. Occasionally, perhaps, the governor and some of the councillors came to visit Mr. Eliot. Per- chance they were seeking some method to circumvent the forest people. They inquired, it may be, how they could obtain possession of such and such a tract of their rich land. Or they talked of making the Indians their servants ; as if God had destined them for per- petual bondage to the more powerful white man. Perhaps, too, some warlike captain, dressed in his buff coat, with a corselet beneath it, accompanied the governor and councillors. Laying his hand upon his sword hilt, he would declare that the only method of dealing with the red men was to meet them with the sword drawn and the musket presented. But the apostle resisted both the craft of the politi- cian and the fierceness of the warrior. 44 GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR. " Treat these sons of the forest as men and breth- ren," he would say ; " and let us endeavor to make them Christians. Their forefathers were of that chosen race whom God delivered from Egyptian bond- age. Perchance he has destined us to deliver the chil- dren from the more cruel bondage of ignorance and idolatry. Chiefly for this end, it may be, we were directed across the ocean." When these other visitors were gone, Mr. Eliot bent himself again over the half-written page. He dared hardly relax a moment from his toil. He felt that, in the book which he was translating, there was a deep human as well as heavenly wisdom, which would of itself suffice to civilize and refine the savage tribes. Let the Bible be diffused among them, and all earthly good would follow. But how slight a con- sideration was this, when he reflected that the eternal welfare of a whole race of men de23ended upon his accomplishment of the task which he had set himself ! What if his hands should be palsied ? What if his mind should lose its vigor ? What if death should come upon him ere the work were done ? Then must the red man wander in the dark wilderness of hea- thenism forever. Impelled by such thoughts as these, he sat writing in the great chair when the pleasant summer breeze came in through his open casement ; and also when the fire of forest logs sent up its blaze and smoke, through the broad stone chimney, into the wintry air. Before the earliest bird sang in the morning the apos- tle's lamp was kindled ; and, at midnight, his weary head was not yet upon its pillow. And at length, leaning back in the great chair, he could say to him- self, with a holy triumph, " The work is finished ! 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