diff options
| author | Roger Frank <rfrank@pglaf.org> | 2025-10-15 01:28:46 -0700 |
|---|---|---|
| committer | Roger Frank <rfrank@pglaf.org> | 2025-10-15 01:28:46 -0700 |
| commit | 9833340309efbfc613fad7f17d69d2f1baf6f294 (patch) | |
| tree | ad2a236c9a0d6c35d5184b678a025726927f7a28 /20765-h | |
Diffstat (limited to '20765-h')
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/20765-h.htm | 4739 | ||||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/cover.jpg | bin | 0 -> 61878 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/cut_paper.png | bin | 0 -> 83076 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/ebenezer.png | bin | 0 -> 40427 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/frontis.gif | bin | 0 -> 65941 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/frontis.png | bin | 0 -> 52935 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/handwriting.png | bin | 0 -> 29608 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/hannah.png | bin | 0 -> 39218 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/largelogo.png | bin | 0 -> 81001 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/publogo.gif | bin | 0 -> 16184 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/wedding.png | bin | 0 -> 48737 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/winslow.gif | bin | 0 -> 24099 bytes | |||
| -rw-r--r-- | 20765-h/images/winslow.png | bin | 0 -> 23738 bytes |
13 files changed, 4739 insertions, 0 deletions
diff --git a/20765-h/20765-h.htm b/20765-h/20765-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5da3554 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/20765-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,4739 @@ +<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN"> +<html> +<head> +<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=ISO-8859-1"> +<title>The Project Gutenberg eBook of Diary of Anna Green Winslow, by Anna Green Winslow</title> +<style type = "text/css"> + +body {margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%;} + +sup {font-size: 75%; line-height: 1em;} + +img {padding: 0em; border: none;} + +hr {width: 80%; margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;} +hr.tiny {width: 20%;} + +div.intro, div.diary, div.notes {margin-top: 4em; margin-bottom: 4em;} + +h1, h2, h3, h4, h5, h6 {text-align: center; font-style: normal; +font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.5; margin-top: .5em; +margin-bottom: .5em;} + +h1.pg {text-align: center; font-style: normal; +font-weight: bold; line-height: 1; margin-top: 0em; +margin-bottom: 0em;} + +h4.pg {text-align: center; font-style: normal; +font-weight: bold; line-height: 1; margin-top: 0em; +margin-bottom: 0em;} + +h1 {font-size: 200%;} +h2 {font-size: 150%;} +h3 {font-size: 125%;} +h4 {font-size: 115%;} +h5 {font-size: 100%; line-height: 1.2em;} +h6 {font-size: 85%; line-height: 1.2em; +margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 0em;} + +p {margin-top: .5em; margin-bottom: 0em; line-height: 1.2;} + +p.illustration {text-align: center; margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: +1em;} +p.caption {text-align: center; margin-bottom: 1.5em; font-size: 85%;} +p.break {margin-top: 1.5em;} +p.space {margin-top: 1em;} +p.notehead {text-align: center; font-variant: small-caps; +margin-top: 1em;} + +p.poem {font-size: 88%; margin-left: 2em;} +p.poem.pair {margin-left: 5em; text-indent: -1em;} +p.poem + p.poem {margin-top: 0em;} +p.inset2 {margin-left: 2em;} +p.inset4 {margin-left: 4em;} +p.inset6 {margin-left: 6em;} +p.deepset {text-indent: 40%;} + +p.dots {text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2em;} +span.dots {letter-spacing: 2em;} + +div.intro p {font-style: italic;} +div.intro p.space {margin-top: 1.5em;} + +/* footnotes & tags */ + +.footnote {font-size: 95%; margin-right: 2em; margin-left: 2em;} +a.tag {text-decoration: none; vertical-align: .3em; font-size: 80%; +line-height: 0em; padding-left: .2em;} + +div.diary a {text-decoration: none;} + +/* tables */ + +table {margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 1em; +margin-bottom: 1em;} + +td {vertical-align: top; text-align: left; padding: .1em 1em .1em 0em;} +td.number {text-align: right;} + + +/* conditional */ +table p {margin-top: 0em; margin-left: 1em; +text-indent: -1em; line-height: normal;} +table.toc td.number {vertical-align: bottom;} +table.toc a {text-decoration: none;} + + +/* letter formatting */ + +p.break:first-letter {float: left; padding: 0 .1em 0 0; +margin-top: -.2em; margin-bottom: -0.4em; font-size: 280%;} + +span.gap {padding-left: 4em; float: right;} +span.date {float: left; padding: 0em .5em 0em 0em; +margin: -.2em .5em -.2em 0em; border-right: 1px solid;} + + +/* text formatting */ + +.smallroman {font-size: 0.8em;} +.smallcaps {font-variant: small-caps;} + +/* correction popup */ + +ins.correction {text-decoration: none; border-bottom: thin dotted red;} + +.pagenum {position: absolute; right: 5%; font-size: 95%; +font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: right; +text-indent: 0em;} + +div.mynote {padding-top: .5em; background-color: #DDE; color: #000; +padding: .5em 1em 1em; margin: 1em 5%; font-family: sans-serif; +font-size: 90%;} + +div.mynote.end {background-color: inherit; color: inherit; +border: 3px ridge #AAC; margin: 2em 5%;} + +div.mynote a {text-decoration: none;} + + hr.full { width: 100%; + height: 5px; } + pre { font-size: 80%; } +</style> +</head> +<body> +<h1 class="pg">The Project Gutenberg eBook, Diary of Anna Green Winslow, by Anna Green +Winslow, Edited by Alice Morse Earle</h1> +<pre> +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: Diary of Anna Green Winslow</p> +<p> A Boston School Girl of 1771</p> +<p>Author: Anna Green Winslow</p> +<p>Editor: Alice Morse Earle</p> +<p>Release Date: March 7, 2007 [eBook #20765]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DIARY OF ANNA GREEN WINSLOW***</p> +<br><br><center> +<h4 class="pg">E-text prepared by Louise Hope, Steven desJardins,<br> + and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br> + (http://www.pgdp.net)</h4></center><br><br> +<p> </p> +<div class = "mynote"> +<p> +Spelling, punctuation and capitalization are as in the original. This +includes the writer's various spellings of her own name.</p> + +<p> +The portrait of Anna Green Winslow, originally printed as the +Frontispiece, has been moved down a few pages to avoid visual collision +with the book cover.</p> + +</div> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" noshade> +<p> </p> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<img src = "images/cover.jpg" width = "356" height = "579" +alt = "Book Cover"></p> + +<p> <br> </p> + + +<h4>DIARY OF ANNA GREEN<br> +WINSLOW</h4> + +<h5><i>A BOSTON SCHOOL GIRL OF 1771</i></h5> + +<p> </p> + +<h6>EDITED BY</h6> + +<h5>ALICE MORSE EARLE</h5> + +<p> </p> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a href = "images/largelogo.png" target = "_blank"> +<img src = "images/publogo.gif" width = "99" height = "129" +alt = "publisher's device: Tout bien ou rien" +title = "Tout bien ou rien"></a></p> + +<p> </p> + +<h6>BOSTON AND NEW YORK<br> +HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND COMPANY<br> +<b>The Riverside Press, Cambridge</b><br> +1895</h6> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<h6>Copyright, 1894,<br> +<span class = "smallcaps">By ALICE MORSE EARLE.</span></h6> + +<h6>All rights reserved.</h6> + +<p> </p> + +<h6>THIRD EDITION.</h6> + +<p> </p> + +<h6><i>The Riverside Press, Cambridge, Mass., U.S.A.</i><br> +Electrotyped and Printed by H. O. Houghton & Co.</h6> + +<div class = "mynote end"> + +<p><a href = "#intro">Editor's Introduction</a></p> + +<p><a href = "#illus">List of Illustrations</a></p> + +<p><a href = "#diary">Anna Green Winslow's Diary</a></p> + +<p><a href = "#notes">Editor's Notes</a></p> + +</div> + +<h5><b>This Book</b></h5> + +<h5><i>IS DEDICATED<br> +TO<br> +THE KINSFOLK OF</i></h5> + +<h5><i>ANNA GREEN WINSLOW</i></h5> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_frontis" id = "pic_frontis"> </a> +<img src = "images/frontis.gif" width = "227" height = "373" +alt = "Anna Green Winslow"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +ANNA GREEN WINSLOW</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">iii</span> + +<div class = "intro"> + +<a name = "pageiii" id = "pageiii"> </a> + +<h4><a name = "intro" id = "intro"><i>FOREWORD.</i></a></h4> + + +<p class = "break"> +IN the year 1770, a bright little girl ten years of age, Anna Green +Winslow, was sent from her far away home in Nova Scotia to Boston, the +birthplace of her parents, to be "finished" at Boston schools by Boston +teachers. She wrote, with evident eagerness and loving care, for the +edification of her parents and her own practice in penmanship, this +interesting and quaint diary, which forms a most sprightly record, not +only of the life of a young girl at that time, but of the prim and +narrow round of daily occurrences in provincial Boston. It thus assumes +a positive value as an historical picture of the domestic life of that +day; a value of which the little girl who wrote it, or her kinsfolk +who affectionately preserved it to our own day, never could have +dreamed. To many New England families it is specially interesting as a +complete rendering, a perfect presentment, of the childish life of +their great grandmothers, her companions.</p> + +<p>It is an even chance which ruling thought +<span class = "pagenum">iv</span> +<a name = "pageiv" id = "pageiv"> </a> +in the clever little writer, a love of religion or a love of dress, +shows most plainly its influence on this diary. On the whole, +I think that youthful vanity, albeit of a very natural and innocent +sort, is more pervasive of the pages. And it is fortunate that this is +the case; for, from the frankly frivolous though far from self-conscious +entries we gain a very exact notion, a very valuable picture, of +the dress of a young girl at that day. We know all the details of her +toilet, from the "pompedore" shoes and the shifts (which she had never +worn till she lived in Boston), to the absurd and top-heavy +head-decoration of "black feathers, my past comb & all my past +garnet marquasett and jet pins, together with my silver plume." If this +fantastic assemblage of ornament were set upon the "Heddus roll," so +graphically described, it is easy to understand the denunciations of the +time upon women's headgear. In no contemporary record or account, no +matter who the writer, can be found such a vivacious and witty +description of the modish hairdressing of that day as in the pages of +this diary.</p> + +<p>But there are many entries in the journal of this vain little Puritan +devotee to show an almost equal attention to religion; records of +sermons which she had heard, and of religious +<span class = "pagenum">v</span> +<a name = "pagev" id = "pagev"> </a> +conversations in which she had taken a self-possessed part; and her +frequent use of Biblical expressions and comparisons shows that she also +remembered fully what she read. Her ambitious theological sermon-notes +were evidently somewhat curtailed by the sensible advice of the aunt +with whom she resided, who thereby checked also the consequent +injudicious praise of her pastor, the Old South minister. For Anna and +her kinsfolk were of the congregation of the Old South church; and this +diary is in effect a record of the life of Old South church attendants. +Many were what Anna terms "sisters of the Old South," and nine tenths of +the names of her companions and friends may be found on the baptismal +and membership records of that church.</p> + +<p>Anna was an industrious little wight, active in all housewifely +labors and domestic accomplishments, and attentive to her lessons. She +could make "pyes," and fine network; she could knit lace, and spin linen +thread and woolen yarn; she could make purses, and embroider +pocket-books, and weave watch strings, and piece patchwork. She learned +"dansing, or danceing I should say," from one Master Turner; she +attended a sewing school, to become a neat and deft little sempstress, +and above all, she attended a writing school to +<span class = "pagenum">vi</span> +<a name = "pagevi" id = "pagevi"> </a> +learn that most indispensable and most appreciated of eighteenth century +accomplishments—fine writing. Her handwriting, of which a +fac-simile is here shown, was far better than that of most girls of +twelve to-day; with truth and justice could Anna say, "Aunt says I can +write pretily." Her orthography was quite equal to that of grown persons +of her time, and her English as good as that of Mercy Warren, her older +contemporary writer.</p> + +<p>And let me speak also of the condition of her diary. It covers +seventy-two pages of paper about eight inches long by six and a half +inches wide. The writing is uniform in size, every letter is perfectly +formed; it is as legible as print, and in the entire diary but three +blots can be seen, and these are very small. A few pages were ruled +by the writer, the others are unruled. The old paper, though heavy and +good, is yellow with age, and the water marks C.F.R. and the crown stand +out distinctly. The sheets are sewed in a little book, on which a +marbled paper cover has been placed, probably by a later hand than +Anna's. Altogether it is a remarkably creditable production for a girl +of twelve.</p> + +<p>It is well also to compare her constant diligence and industry +displayed to us through her records of a day's work—and at another +<span class = "pagenum">vii</span> +<a name = "pagevii" id = "pagevii"> </a> +time, of a week's work—with that of any girl of her age in a +corresponding station of life nowadays. We learn that physical pain or +disability were no excuse for slothfulness; Anna was not always +well—had heavy colds, and was feverish; but well or ill was always +employed. Even with painful local afflictions such as a "whitloe," she +still was industrious, "improving it to perfect myself in learning to +spin flax." She read much—the Bible constantly—and also +found amusement in reading "a variety of composures."</p> + +<p>She was a friendly little soul, eager to be loved; resenting deeply +that her Aunt Storer let "either one of her chaises, her chariot or +babyhutt," pass the door every day, without sending for her; going +cheerfully tea-drinking from house to house of her friends; delighting +even in the catechising and the sober Thursday Lecture. She had few +amusements and holidays compared with the manifold pleasures that +children have nowadays, though she had one holiday which the Revolution +struck from our calendar—the King's Coronation Day. She saw the +Artillery Company drill, and she visited brides and babies and old +folks, and attended some funerals. When she was twelve years old she +"came out"—became a "miss in her teens"—and went to a +<span class = "pagenum">viii</span> +<a name = "pageviii" id = "pageviii"> </a> +succession of prim little routs or parties, which she called +"constitutions." To these decorous assemblies girls only were +invited,—no rough Boston boys. She has left to us more than one +clear, perfect picture of these formal little routs in the great +low-raftered chamber, softly alight with candles on mantel-tree and in +sconces; with Lucinda, the black maid, "shrilly piping;" and rows of +demure little girls of Boston Brahmin blood, in high rolls and feathers, +discreetly partaking of hot and cold punch, and soberly walking and +curtsying through the minuet; fantastic in costume, but proper and +seemly in demeanor, models of correct deportment as were their elegant +mammas.</p> + +<p>But Anna was not solemn; she was always happy, and often +merry—full of life and wit. She jested about getting a "fresh +seasoning with Globe salt," and wrote some labored jokes and some +unconscious ones home to her mother. She was subject to "egregious fits +of laughterre," and fully proved the statement, "Aunt says I am a +whimsical child." She was not beautiful. Her miniature is now owned by +Miss Elizabeth C. Trott of Niagara Falls, the great grand-daughter of +General John Winslow, and a copy is shown in the frontispiece. It +displays a gentle, winning +<span class = "pagenum">ix</span> +<a name = "pageix" id = "pageix"> </a> +little face, delicate in outline, as is also the figure, and showing +some hint also of delicacy of constitution. It may be imagination to +think that it is plainly the face of one who could never live to be +old—a face typical of youth.</p> + + +<p class = "break"> +LET us glance at the stock from whence sprung this tender and engaging +little blossom. When the weary Pilgrims landed at Cape Cod before they +made their memorable landing at Plymouth, a sprightly young girl +jumped on shore, and was the first English woman to set foot on the soil +of New England. Her name was Mary Chilton. She married John Winslow, the +brother of Governor Edward Winslow. Anna Green Winslow was Mary +Chilton's direct descendant in the sixth generation.</p> + +<p>Anna's grandfather, John Winslow the fourth, was born in Boston. His +son Joshua wrote thus in the Winslow Family Bible: "Jno Winslow my +Honor'd Father was born ye 31 Dec. at 6 o'c. in the morning on the Lords +Day, 1693, and was baptized by Mr. Willard the next day & dyed att +sea Octo. 13, 1731 aged 38 years." A curious attitude was assumed +by certain Puritan ministers, of +<span class = "pagenum">x</span> +<a name = "pagex" id = "pagex"> </a> +reluctance and even decided objection and refusal to baptize children +who were unlucky enough to be born on the Lord's Day; but Samuel +Willard, the pastor of the "South Church" evidently did not concur in +that extraordinary notion, for on the day following "Jno's" +birth—on New Year's Day—he was baptized. He was married on +September 21, 1721, to Sarah Pierce, and in their ten years of married +life they had three children.</p> + +<p>Joshua Winslow, Anna's father, was the second child. He was born +January 23, 1727, and was baptized at the Old South. He was "published" +with his cousin Anna Green on December 7, 1758, and married to her four +weeks later, January 3, 1759. An old piece of embroidered tapestry +herein shown gives a good portrayal of a Boston wedding-party at that +date; the costumes, coach, and cut of the horses' mane and tail are very +curious and interesting to note. Mrs. Winslow's mother was Anna Pierce +(sister of Sarah), and her father was Joseph Green, the fourth +generation from Percival Green, whose descendants have been enumerated +by Dr. Samuel Abbott Green, the president of the Massachusetts +Historical Society, in his book entitled "Account of Percival and Ellen +Green and some of their descendants."</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">xi</span> +<a name = "pagexi" id = "pagexi"> </a> +<p>Mrs. Joshua Winslow was the oldest of twelve Green children, hence +the vast array of uncles and aunts and cousins in little Anna's +diary.</p> + +<p>Joseph Green, Anna's maternal grandfather, was born December 12, +1703, and was baptised on the same day. He died July 11, 1765. He was a +wealthy man for his time, being able to pay Governor Belcher £3,600 for +a tract of land on Hanover Street. His firm name was Green & Walker. +A fine portrait of him by Copley still exists.</p> + +<p>Thus Anna came of good stock in all lines of descent. The Pierces +were of the New Hampshire provincial gentry, to which the Wentworths and +Langdons also belonged.</p> + +<p>Before Joshua Winslow was married, when he was but eighteen years of +age, he began his soldierly career. He was a Lieutenant in Captain +Light's company in the regiment of Colonel Moore at the taking of +Louisburg in 1745. He was then appointed Commissary-General of the +British forces in Nova Scotia, and an account-book of his daily +movements there still exists. Upon his return to New England he went to +live at Marshfield, Massachusetts, in the house afterwards occupied by +Daniel Webster. But troublous times were now approaching for the +faithful servants of +<span class = "pagenum">xii</span> +<a name = "pagexii" id = "pagexii"> </a> +the King. Strange notions of liberty filled the heads of many +Massachusetts men and women; and soon the Revolution became more than a +dream. Joshua Winslow in that crisis, with many of his Marshfield +friends and neighbors, sided with his King.</p> + +<p>He was in Marshfield certainly in June, 1775, for I have a letter +before me written to him there by Mrs. Deming at that date. One clause +of this letter is so amusing that I cannot resist quoting it. We must +remember that it was written in Connecticut, whence Mrs. Deming had fled +in fright and dismay at the siege of Boston; and that she had lost her +home and all her possessions. She writes in answer to her brother's +urgent invitation to return to Marshfield.</p> + +<p>"We have no household stuff. Neither could I live in the terror of +constant alarms and the din of war. Besides I know not how to look you +in the face, unless I could restore to you your family Expositer, which +together with my Henry on the Bible & Harveys Meditations which are +your daughter's (the gift of her grandmother) I pack'd in a Trunk that +exactly held them, some days before I made my escape, and did my utmost +to git to you, but which I am told are still in Boston. It is not, nor +ever will be in my power +<span class = "pagenum">xiii</span> +<a name = "pagexiii" id = "pagexiii"> </a> +to make you Satisfaction for this Error—I should not have +coveted to keep 'em so long—I am heartily sorry now that I +had more than one book at a time; in that case I might have thot to have +bro't it away with me, tho' I forgot my own Bible & almost every +other necessary. But who can tell whether you may not git your Valuable +Books. I should feel comparatively easy if you had these your +Valuable property."</p> + +<p>Her painful solicitude over the loss of a borrowed book is indeed +refreshing, as well as her surprising covetousness of the Family +Expositor and Harvey's Meditations. And I wish to add to the posthumous +rehabilitation of the damaged credit of this conscientious aunt, that +Anna's book—Harvey's Meditations—was recovered and restored +to the owner, and was lost at sea in 1840 by another Winslow.</p> + +<p>Joshua Winslow, when exiled, went to England, and thence to Quebec, +where he retained throughout his life his office as Royal Paymaster. He +was separated many years from his wife and daughter, and doubtless Anna +died while her father was far from her; for in a letter dated Quebec, +December 26, 1783, and written to his wife, he says,</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">xiv</span> +<a name = "pagexiv" id = "pagexiv"> </a> +<p>"The Visiting Season is come on, a great practice here about +Christmas and the New Year; on the return of which I congratulate my +Dearest Anna and Friends with you, it being the fifth and I hope the +last I shall be obliged to see the return of in a Separation from each +other while we may continue upon the same Globe."</p> + + +<p class = "space"> +She shortly after joined him in Quebec. His letters show careful +preparations for her comfort on the voyage. They then were childless; +Anna's brothers, George Scott and John Henry, died in early youth. It is +interesting to note that Joshua Winslow was the first of the Winslows to +give his children more than one baptismal name.</p> + +<p>Joshua Winslow was a man of much dignity and of handsome person, if +we can trust the Copley portrait and miniature of him which still exist. +The portrait is owned by Mr. James F. Trott of Niagara Falls, New York, +the miniature by Mrs. J. F. Lindsey of Yorkville, South Carolina, +both grandchildren of General John Winslow. His letters display much +intelligence. His spelling is unusually correct; his penmanship +elegant—as was that of all the Winslows; his forms of expression +scholarly and careful. He sometimes +<span class = "pagenum">xv</span> +<a name = "pagexv" id = "pagexv"> </a> +could joke a little, as when he began his letters to his wife Anna +thus—2. N. A.—though it is possible that the +"Obstructions to a free Correspondence, and the Circumspection we are +obliged to practice in our Converse with each other" arising from his +exiled condition, may have made him thus use a rebus in the address of +his letter.</p> + +<p>He died in Quebec in 1801. His wife returned to New England and died +in Medford in 1810. Her funeral was at General John Winslow's house on +Purchase Street, Fort Hill, Boston; she was buried in the Winslow tomb +in King's Chapel burial ground.</p> + + +<p class = "break"> +WE know little of the last years of Anna Green Winslow's life. +A journal written by her mother in 1773 during their life in +Marshfield is now owned by Miss Sarah Thomas of Marshfield, Mass. It is +filled chiefly with pious sermon notes and religious thoughts, and sad +and anxious reflections over absent loved ones, one of whom (in the +sentimental fashion of the times) she calls "my Myron"—her +husband.</p> + +<p>Through this journal we see "Nanny Green's" simple and monotonous +daily life; her little tea-drinkings; her spinning and +<span class = "pagenum">xvi</span> +<a name = "pagexvi" id = "pagexvi"> </a> +reeling and knitting; her frequent catechisings, her country walks. We +find her mother's testimony to the "appearance of reason that is in my +children and for the readiness with which they seem to learn what is +taught them." And though she repeatedly thanks God for living in a warm +house, she notes that "my bason of water froze on the hearth with as +good a fire as we could make in the chimney." This rigor of climate and +discomfort of residence, and Anna's evident delicacy shown through the +records of her fainting, account for her failing health. The last +definite glimpse which we have of our gentle little Nanny is in the +shape of a letter written to her by "Aunt Deming." It is dated Boston, +April 21, 1779, and is so characteristic of the day and so amusing also +that I quote it in full.</p> + +<p class = "space"> +Dear Neice,</p> + +<p class = "deepset"> +I receivd your favor of 6<sup>th</sup> instant by nephew Jack, who with +the Col. his trav'ling companion, perform'd an easy journey from you to +us, and arriv'd before sunset. I thank you for the beads, the wire, +and the beugles, I fancy I shall never execute the plan of the head +dress to which you allude—if I should, some of your largest corn +<span class = "pagenum">xvii</span> +<a name = "pagexvii" id = "pagexvii"> </a> +stalks, dril'd of the pith and painted might be more proportionable. +I rejoice that your cloths came off so much better than my +fears—a troublesome journey, I expected you would have; +and very much did I fear for your bones. I was always unhappy in +anticipating trouble—it is my constitution, +I believe—and when matters have been better than my +fears—I have never been so dutifully thankful as my bountiful +Benefactor had a right to expect. This, also, I believe, is the +constitution of all my fellow race.</p> + +<p>Mr. Deming had a Letter from your Papa yesterday; he mention'd your +Mama & you as indispos'd & Flavia as sick in bed. I'm at too +great a distance to render you the least service, and were I near, too +much out of health to—some part of the time—even speak to +you. I am seiz'd with exceeding weakness at the very seat of life, +and to a greater degree than I ever before knew. Could I ride, it might +help me, but that is an exercise my income will not permit. I walk +out whenever I can. The day will surely come, when I must quit this +frail tabernacle, and it may be soon—I certainly know, +I am not of importance eno' in this world, for any one to wish my +stay—rather am I, and so I consider myself as a cumberground. +However +<span class = "pagenum">xviii</span> +<a name = "pagexviii" id = "pagexviii"> </a> +I shall abide my appointed time & I desire to be found waiting for +my change.</p> + +<p>Our family are well—had I time and spirits I could acquaint you +of an expedition two sisters made to Dorchester, a walk begun at +sunrise last thursday morning—dress'd in their dammasks, padusoy, +gauze, ribbins, flapets, flowers, new white hats, white shades, and +black leather shoes, (Pudingtons make) and finished journey, & +garments, orniments, and all quite finish'd on Saturday, before noon, +(mud over shoes) never did I behold such destruction in so short a +space—bottom of padusoy coat fring'd quite round, besides places +worn entire to floss, & besides frays, dammask, from shoulders to +bottom, not lightly soil'd, but as if every part had rub'd tables and +chairs that had long been us'd to wax mingl'd with grease. I could +have cry'd, for I really pitied 'em—nothing left fit to be +seen—They had leave to go, but it never entered any ones tho'ts +but their own to be dressd in all (even to loading) of their +best—their all, as you know. What signifies it to worry ones +selves about beings that are, and will be, just so? I can, and do +pity and advise, but I shall git no credit by such like. The eldest +talks much of learning dancing, musick (the spinet & guitar), +embroidry, dresden, the +<span class = "pagenum">xix</span> +<a name = "pagexix" id = "pagexix"> </a> +French tongue &c &c. The younger with an air of her own, advis'd +the elder when she first mention'd French, to learn first to read +English, and was answered "law, so I can well eno' a'ready." You've +heard her do what she calls reading, I believe. Poor creature! +Well! we have a time of it!</p> + +<p>If any one at Marshfield speaks of me remember me to them. Nobody +knows I'm writing, each being gone their different ways, & all from +home except the little one who is above stairs. Farewell my dear, I've +wrote eno' I find for this siting.</p> + +<p class = "deepset">Yr affect</p> + +<p align = "right">Sarah Deming.</p> + + +<p class = "space"> +It does not need great acuteness to read between the lines of this +letter an affectionate desire to amuse a delicate girl whom the writer +loved. The tradition in the Winslow family is that Anna Green Winslow +died of consumption at Marshfield in the fall of 1779. There is no town +or church record of her death, no known grave or headstone to mark her +last resting-place. And to us she is not dead, but lives and +speaks—always a loving, endearing little child; not so passionate +and gifted and rare a creature as that star among +children—Marjorie Fleming—but a natural +<span class = "pagenum">xx</span> +<a name = "pagexx" id = "pagexx"> </a> +and homely little flower of New England life; fated never to grow old or +feeble or dull or sad, but to live forever and laugh in the glamour of +eternal happy youth through the few pages of her time-stained diary.</p> + +<p align = "right">Alice Morse Earle.</p> + +<p align = "center">Brooklyn Heights, September, 1894.</p> + +</div> + + +<h4><a name = "illus" id = "illus">LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.</a></h4> + +<hr class = "tiny"> + +<table class = "toc" summary = "contents"> +<tr> +<td></td> +<td class = "number smallroman"> +PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_frontis"><span class = "smallcaps">Anna Green +Winslow.</span></a> +From miniature now owned by Miss Elizabeth C. Trott, Niagara Falls, +N.Y.<span class = "gap"><i>Frontispiece.</i></span></p> +</td> +<td></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_writing"><span class = "smallcaps">Facsimile of +Writing of Anna Green Winslow.</span></a> +From original diary</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">1</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_wedding"><span class = "smallcaps">Wedding Party +in Boston in 1756.</span></a> +From tapestry now owned by American Antiquarian Society</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">20</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_winslow"><span class = "smallcaps">General Joshua +Winslow.</span></a> +From miniature painted by Copley, 1755, and now owned by Mrs. John F. +Lindsey, Yorkville, S.C.</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">34</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_ebenezer"><span class = "smallcaps">Ebenezer +Storer.</span></a> +From portrait painted by Copley, now owned by Mrs. Lewis C. Popham, +Scarsdale, N.Y.</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">45</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_hannah"><span class = "smallcaps">Hannah Green +Storer.</span></a> +From portrait painted by Copley, now owned by Mrs. Lewis C. Popham, +Scarsdale, N.Y.</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">65</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> +<p><a href = "#pic_paper"><span class = "smallcaps">Cut-Paper +Picture.</span></a> +Cut by Mrs. Sarah Winslow Deming, now owned by James F. Trott, Esq., +Niagara Falls, N.Y.</p> +</td> +<td class = "number">74</td> +</tr> +</table> + + +<p> <br> </p> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_writing" id = "pic_writing"> </a> +<img src = "images/handwriting.png" width = "423" height = "484" +alt = "handwriting facsimile"></p> + +<p class = "caption"><a href = "#writing_text">Transcription</a></p> + +<div class = "diary"> + + +<span class = "pagenum">1</span> +<a name = "page1" id = "page1"> </a> +<!-- png 025 --> + +<a name = "diary" id = "diary"> </a> + +<h4>DIARY OF ANNA GREEN<br> +WINSLOW.</h4> + +<h5>1771-1773.</h5> + +<hr class = "tiny"> + +<p class = "dots">........</p> + +<p>Lady, by which means I had a bit of the wedding cake. I guess I +shall have but little time for journalising till after thanksgiving. My +aunt Deming<a class = "tag" name = "tag1" id = "tag1" href = +"#note1">1</a> says I shall make one pye myself at least. I hope +somebody beside myself will like to eat a bit of my Boston pye thou' my +papa and you did not (I remember) chuse to partake of my +Cumberland<a class = "tag" name = "tag2" id = "tag2" href = +"#note2">2</a> performance. I think I have been writing my own +Praises this morning. Poor Job was forced to praise himself when no +<i>man</i> would do him that justice. I am not as he was. +I have made two shirts for unkle since I finish'd mamma's +shifts.</p> + + +<p>Nov<sup>r</sup> 18th, 1771.—Mr. Beacons<a class = "tag" name = +"tag3" id = "tag3" href = "#note3">3</a> text yesterday was Psalm cxlix. +4. For the +<span class = "pagenum">2</span> +<a name = "page2" id = "page2"> </a> +<!-- png 026 --> +Lord taketh pleasure in his people; he will beautify the meek with +salvation. His Doctrine was something like this, viz: That the Salvation +of Gods people mainly consists in Holiness. The name <i>Jesus</i> +signifies <i>a Savior</i>. Jesus saves his people <i>from their +Sins</i>. He renews them in the spirit of their minds—writes his +Law in their hearts. Mr. Beacon ask'd a question. What is +beauty—or, wherein does true beauty consist? He answer'd, in +holiness—and said a great deal about it that I can't remember, +& as aunt says she hant leisure now to help me any further—so +I may just tell you a little that I remember without her assistance, and +that I repeated to her yesterday at Tea—He said he would lastly +address himself to the young people: My dear young friends, you are +pleased with beauty, & like to be tho't beautifull—but let me +tell ye, you'l never be truly beautifull till you are like the King's +daughter, all glorious within, all the orniments you can put on while +your souls are unholy make you the more like white sepulchres garnish'd +without, but full of deformyty within. You think me very unpolite +<span class = "pagenum">3</span> +<a name = "page3" id = "page3"> </a> +<!-- png 027 --> +no doubt to address you in this manner, but I must go a little further +and tell you, how cource soever it may sound to your delicacy, that +while you are without holiness, your beauty is deformity—you are +all over black & defil'd, ugly and loathsome to all holy beings, the +wrath of th' great God lie's upon you, & if you die in this +condition, you will be turn'd into hell, with ugly devils, to +eternity.</p> + + +<p>Nov. 27th.—We are very glad to see Mr. Gannett, because of him +"we hear of your affairs & how you do"—as the apostle Paul +once wrote. My unkle & aunt however, say they are sorry he is to be +absent, so long as this whole winter, I <i>think</i>. I long +now to have you come up—I want to see papa, mama, & +brother, all most, for I cannot make any distinction which +most—I should like to see Harry too. Mr. Gannett tells me he +keeps a journal—I do want to see that—especially as Mr. +Gannett has given me some specimens, as I may say of his "I and Aunt +&c." I am glad Miss Jane is with you, I will write to her +soon—Last monday I went with my aunt to visit Mrs. Beacon. +I was +<span class = "pagenum">4</span> +<a name = "page4" id = "page4"> </a> +<!-- png 028 --> +exceedingly pleased with the visit, & so I <i>ought</i> to be, my +aunt says, for there was much notice taken of me, particylarly by Mr. +Beacon. I think I like him better every time I see him. +I suppose he takes the kinder notice of me, because last thursday +evening he was here, & when I was out of the room, aunt told him +that I minded his preaching & could repeat what he +said—I might have told you that notwithstanding the stir +about the Proclamatien, we had an agreable Thanksgiven. Mr. Hunt's<a +class = "tag" name = "tag4" id = "tag4" href = "#note4">4</a> text was +Psa. xcvii. 1. The <span class = "smallcaps">Lord</span> +reigneth,—let the earth rejoice. Mr. Beacon's text P M Psa. +xxiv. 1. The earth is the <span class = "smallcaps">Lord</span>'s +& the fulness thereof. My unkle & aunt Winslow<a class = "tag" +name = "tag5" id = "tag5" href = "#note5">5</a> of Boston, their son +& daughter, Master Daniel Mason (Aunt Winslows nephew from Newport, +Rhode Island) & Miss Soley<a class = "tag" name = "tag6" id = "tag6" +href = "#note6">6</a> spent the evening with us. We young folk had a +room with a fire in it to ourselves. Mr Beacon gave us his company for +one hour. I spent Fryday with my friends in Sudbury Street. +I saw Mrs. Whitwell<a class = "tag" name = "tag7" id = "tag7" href += "#note7">7</a> very well yesterday, she was very glad of your +Letter.</p> + + +<p>Nov. 28th.—I have your favor Hon<sup>d</sup> +<span class = "pagenum">5</span> +<a name = "page5" id = "page5"> </a> +<!-- png 029 --> +Mamma, by Mr. Gannett, & heartily thank you for the broad cloath, +bags, ribbin & hat. The cloath & bags are both at work upon, +& my aunt has bought a beautifull ermin trimming for my cloak. AC +stands for Abigail Church. PF for Polly Frazior. I have presented +one piece of ribbin to my aunt as you directed. She gives her love to +you, & thanks you for it. I intend to send Nancy Mackky a pair +of lace mittens, & the fag end of Harry's watch string. I hope +Carolus (as papa us'd to call him) will think his daughter very +smart with them. I am glad Hon<sup>d</sup> madam, that you think my +writing is better than it us'd to be—you see it is mended just +here. I dont know what you mean by <i>terrible margins vaze</i>. +I will endeavor to make my letters even for the future. Has Mary +brought me any Lozong Mamma? I want to know whether I may give my +old black quilt to Mrs Kuhn, for aunt sais, it is never worth while to +take the pains to mend it again. Papa has wrote me a longer letter this +time than you have Mad<sup>m</sup>.</p> + + +<p>November the 29th.—My aunt Deming +<span class = "pagenum">6</span> +<a name = "page6" id = "page6"> </a> +<!-- png 030 --> +gives her love to you and says it is this morning 12 years since she had +the pleasure of congratulating papa and you on the birth of your +scribling daughter. She hopes if I live 12 years longer that I shall +write and do everything better than can be expected in the <i>past</i> +12. I should be obliged to you, you will dismiss me for +company.</p> + + +<p>30th Nov.—My company yesterday were</p> + +<table summary = "list of names"> +<tr> +<td> +Miss Polly Deming,<a class = "tag" name = "tag8" id = "tag8" href = +"#note8">8</a><br> +Miss Polly Glover,<a class = "tag" name = "tag9" id = "tag9" href = +"#note9">9</a><br> +Miss Peggy Draper,<br> +Miss Bessy Winslow,<a class = "tag" name = "tag10" id = "tag10" href = +"#note10">10</a><br> +Miss Nancy Glover,<a class = "tag" name = "tag11" id = "tag11" href = +"#note11">11</a><br> +Miss Sally Winslow<a class = "tag" name = "tag12" id = "tag12" href = +"#note12">12</a><br> +Miss Polly Atwood,<br> +Miss Han<sup>h</sup> Soley. +</td> +</tr> +</table> + +<p>Miss Attwood as well as Miss Winslow are of this family. And Miss +N. Glover did me honor by her presence, for she is older than +cousin Sally and of her acquaintance. We made four couple at country +dansing; danceing I mean. In the evening young Mr. Waters<a class = +"tag" name = "tag13" id = "tag13" href = "#note13">13</a> hearing of my +assembly, put +<span class = "pagenum">7</span> +<a name = "page7" id = "page7"> </a> +<!-- png 031 --> +his flute in his pocket and played several minuets and other tunes, to +which we danced mighty cleverly. But Lucinda<a class = "tag" name = +"tag14" id = "tag14" href = "#note14">14</a> was our principal piper. +Miss Church and Miss Chaloner would have been here if +sickness,—and the Miss Sheafs,<a class = "tag" name = "tag15" id = +"tag15" href = "#note15">15</a> if the death of their father had not +prevented. The black Hatt I gratefully receive as your present, but if +Captain Jarvise had arrived here with it about the time he sail'd from +this place for Cumberland it would have been of more service to me, for +I have been oblig'd to borrow. I wore Miss Griswold's<a class = +"tag" name = "tag16" id = "tag16" href = "#note16">16</a> Bonnet on my +journey to Portsmouth, & my cousin Sallys Hatt ever since I came +home, & now I am to leave off my black ribbins tomorrow, & am to +put on my red cloak & black hatt—I hope aunt wont let me +wear the black hatt with the red Dominie—for the people will ask +me what I have got to sell as I go along street if I do, or, how the +folk at New guinie do? Dear mamma, you dont know the fation +here—I beg to look like other folk. You dont know what a stir +would be made in sudbury street, were I to make my appearance there in +my red Dominie & black +<span class = "pagenum">8</span> +<a name = "page8" id = "page8"> </a> +<!-- png 032 --> +Hatt. But the old cloak & bonnett together will make me a decent +bonnett for common ocation (I like that) aunt says, its a pitty +some of the ribbins you sent wont do for the Bonnet.—I must +now close up this Journal. With Duty, Love, & Compliments as due, +perticularly to my Dear little brother (I long to see him) & +Mrs. Law, I will write to her soon.</p> + +<p class = "inset2"> +I am Hon<sup>d</sup> Papa & mama,</p> + +<p class = "inset4"> +Yr ever Dutiful Daughter</p> + +<p class = "inset6 smallcaps"> +Anne Green Winslow.</p> + +<p>N.B. My aunt Deming dont approve of my English & has not the fear +that you will think her concernd in the Diction.</p> + + +<p>Dec<sup>br</sup>. 6th.—Yesterday I was prevented dining at +unkle Joshua's<a class = "tag" name = "tag17" id = "tag17" href = +"#note17">17</a> by a snow storm which lasted till 12 o'clock today, +I spent some part of yesterday afternoon and evening at Mr. +Glovers. When I came home, the snow being so deep I was bro't home in +arms. My aunt got Mr. Soley's Charlstown to fetch me. The snow is up to +the peoples wast in some places in the street. +<span class = "pagenum">9</span> +<a name = "page9" id = "page9"> </a> +<!-- png 033 --></p> + + +<p>Dec 14th.—The weather and walking have been very winter like +since the above hotch-potch, pothooks & trammels. I went to +Mrs. Whitwell's last wednessday—you taught me to spell the 4 day +of the week, but my aunt says that it should be spelt wednesday. My aunt +also says, that till I come out of an egregious fit of laughterre that +is apt to sieze me & the violence of which I am at this present +under, neither English sense, nor anything rational may be expected of +me. I ment to say, that, I went to Mrs. Whitwell's to see +Mad<sup>m</sup> Storers<a class = "tag" name = "tag18" id = "tag18" href += "#note18">18</a> funeral, the walking was very bad except on the sides +of the street which was the reason I did not make a part of the +procession. I should have dined with Mrs. Whitwell on thursday if a +grand storm had not prevented, As she invited me. I saw Miss Caty +Vans<a class = "tag" name = "tag19" id = "tag19" href = "#note19">19</a> +at lecture last evening. I had a visit this morning from Mrs Dixon +of Horton & Miss Polly Huston. Mrs Dixon is dissipointed at not +finding her sister here.</p> + + +<p>Dec<sup>r</sup> 24th.—Elder Whitwell told my aunt, that this +winter began as did the Winter of 1740. How that was I dont remember but +<span class = "pagenum">10</span> +<a name = "page10" id = "page10"> </a> +<!-- png 034 --> +this I know, that to-day is by far the coldest we have had since I have +been in New England. (N.B. All run that are abroad.) Last sabbath +being rainy I went to & from meeting in Mr. Soley's chaise. +I dined at unkle Winslow's, the walking being so bad I rode there +& back to meeting. Every drop that fell froze, so that from +yesterday morning to this time the appearance has been similar to the +discription I sent you last winter. The walking is so slippery & the +air so cold, that aunt chuses to have me for her scoller these two days. +And as tomorrow will be a holiday, so the pope and his associates have +ordained,<a class = "tag" name = "tag20" id = "tag20" href = +"#note20">20</a> my aunt thinks not to trouble Mrs Smith with me this +week. I began a shift at home yesterday for myself, it is pretty +forward. Last Saturday was seven-night my aunt Suky<a class = "tag" name += "tag21" id = "tag21" href = "#note21">21</a> was delivered of a pretty +little son, who was baptiz'd by Dr. Cooper<a class = "tag" name = +"tag22" id = "tag22" href = "#note22">22</a> the next day by the name of +Charles. I knew nothing of it till noonday, when I went there a +visiting. Last Thursday I din'd & spent the afternoon at unkle +Joshua's I should have gone to lecture with my aunt & heard our Mr +Hunt preach, but +<span class = "pagenum">11</span> +<a name = "page11" id = "page11"> </a> +<!-- png 035 --> +she would not wait till I came from writing school. Miss Atwood, the +last of our boarders, went off the same day. Miss Griswold & Miss +Meriam, having departed some time agone, I forget whether I +mention'd the recept of Nancy's present. I am oblig'd to her for +it. The Dolphin is still whole. And like to remain so.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Dec<sup>r</sup><br>27<sup>th</sup></span> +This day, the extremity of the cold is somewhat abated. I keept +Christmas at home this year, & did a very good day's work, aunt says +so. How notable I have been this week I shall tell you by & by. +I spent the most part of Tuesday evening with my favorite, Miss +Soley, & as she is confined by a cold & the weather still so +severe that I cannot git farther, I am to visit her again before I +sleep, & consult with her (or rather she with me) upon a +perticular matter, which you shall know in its place. How <i>strangely +industrious</i> I have been this week, I will inform you with my +own hand—at present, I am so dilligent, that I am oblig'd to +use the hand & pen of my old friend, who being <i>near by</i> is +better than a brother <i>far off</i>. I dont forgit dear little +<span class = "pagenum">12</span> +<a name = "page12" id = "page12"> </a> +<!-- png 036 --> +John Henry so pray mamma, dont mistake me.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Dec<sup>r</sup><br> +28<sup>th</sup></span> +Last evening a little after 5 o'clock I finished my shift. I spent +the evening at Mr. Soley's. I began my shift at 12 o'clock last +monday, have read my bible every day this week & wrote every day +save one.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Dec<sup>r</sup><br> +30<sup>th</sup></span> +I return'd to my sewing school after a weeks absence, I have +also paid my compliments to Master Holbrook.<a class = "tag" name = "tag23" id = "tag23" href = "#note23">23</a> Yesterday between meetings +my aunt was call'd to Mrs. Water's<a class = "tag" +href = "#note13">13</a> & about 8 in the evening Dr. Lloyd<a +class = "tag" name = "tag24" id = "tag24" href = "#note24">24</a> +brought little master to town (N.B. As a memorandum for myself. My +aunt stuck a white sattan pincushin<a class = "tag" name = "tag25" id = +"tag25" href = "#note25">25</a> for Mrs Waters.<a class = "tag" +href = "#note13">13</a> On one side, is a planthorn +with flowers, on the reverse, just under the border are, on one side +stuck these words, Josiah Waters, then follows on the end, +Dec<sup>r</sup> 1771, on the next side & end are the words, Welcome +little Stranger.) Unkle has just come in & bro't one from me. +I mean, unkle is just come in with a letter from Papa in his hand +(& none for me) by way of Newbury. I am glad to hear +that all +<span class = "pagenum">13</span> +<a name = "page13" id = "page13"> </a> +<!-- png 037 --> +was well the 26 Nov<sup>r</sup> ult. I am told my Papa has not +mention'd me in this Letter. Out of sight, out of mind. My aunt gives +her love to papa, & says that she will make the necessary enquieries +for my brother and send you via. Halifax what directions and wormseed +she can collect.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">1<sup>st</sup> Jan<sup>y</sup><br> +1772.</span> +I wish my Papa, Mama, brother John Henry, & cousin Avery & +all the rest of my acquaintance at Cumberland, Fortlaurence, +Barronsfield, Greenland, Amherst &c. a Happy New Year, +I have bestow'd no new year's gift,<a class = "tag" name = "tag26" +id = "tag26" href = "#note26">26</a> as yet. But have received one very +handsome one, viz. the History of Joseph Andrews abreviated. In nice +Guilt and flowers covers. This afternoon being a holiday I am going to +pay my compliments in Sudbury Street.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Jan<sup>y</sup> 4th<br> +1772</span> +I was dress'd in my yellow coat, my black bib & apron, my +pompedore<a class = "tag" name = "tag27" id = "tag27" href = +"#note27">27</a> shoes, the cap my aunt Storer<a class = "tag" name = +"tag28" id = "tag28" href = "#note28">28</a> sometime since presented me +with (blue ribbins on it) & a very handsome loket in the shape +of a hart she gave me—the past pin my Hon<sup>d</sup> Papa +presented me with in my cap, My new cloak & bonnet on, my pompedore +<span class = "pagenum">14</span> +<a name = "page14" id = "page14"> </a> +<!-- png 038 --> +gloves, &c, &c. And I would tell you, that <i>for the first +time, they all lik'd my dress very much</i>. My cloak & bonnett are +really very handsome, & so they had need be. For they cost an +amasing sight of money, not quite £45<a class = "tag" name = "tag29" id += "tag29" href = "#note29">29</a> tho' Aunt Suky said, that she suppos'd +Aunt Deming would be frighted out of her Wits at the money it cost. +I have got <i>one</i> covering, by the cost, that is genteel, & +I like it much myself. On thursday I attended my aunt to Lecture & +heard Dr Chauncey<a class = "tag" name = "tag30" id = "tag30" href = +"#note30">30</a> preach a third sermon from Acts ii. 42. They continued +stedfastly—in breaking of bread. I din'd & spent the +afternoon at Mr. Whitwell's. Miss Caty Vans was one of our company. Dr. +Pemberton<a class = "tag" name = "tag31" id = "tag31" href = +"#note31">31</a> & Dr Cooper had on gowns, In the form of the +Episcopal cassock we hear, the Doct<sup>s</sup> design to distinguish +themselves from the inferior clergy by these strange habits [at a time +too when the good people of N.E. are threaten'd with & dreading the +comeing of an episcopal bishop]<a class = "tag" name = "tag32" id = +"tag32" href = "#note32">32</a> N.B. I dont know whether one sleeve +would make a full trimm'd negligee<a class = "tag" name = "tag33" id = +"tag33" href = "#note33">33</a> as the fashion is at present, tho' I +cant say but it might make one of the frugal +<span class = "pagenum">15</span> +<a name = "page15" id = "page15"> </a> +<!-- png 039 --> +sort, with but scant triming. Unkle says, they all have popes in their +bellys. Contrary to I. Peter v. 2. 3. Aunt says, when she saw +Dr P. roll up the pulpit stairs, the figure of Parson Trulliber, +recorded by Mr Fielding occur'd to her mind & she was really sorry a +congregational divine, should, by any instance whatever, give her so +unpleasing an idea.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Jan<sup>y</sup><br> +11<sup>th</sup></span> +I have attended my schools every day this week except wednesday +afternoon. When I made a setting up visit to aunt Suky, & was +dress'd just as I was to go to the ball. It cost me a pistoreen<a class += "tag" name = "tag34" id = "tag34" href = "#note34">34</a> to nurse +Eaton for tow cakes, which I took care to eat before I paid for them.<a +class = "tag" name = "tag35" id = "tag35" href = "#note35">35</a> I +heard Mr Thacher preach our Lecture last evening Heb. 11. 3. I +remember a great deal of the sermon, but a'nt time to put it down. It is +one year last Sep<sup>r</sup> since he was ordain'd & he will be 20 +years of age next May if he lives so long. I forgot that the +weather want fit for me to go to school last thursday. I work'd at +home.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Jan<sup>y</sup><br> +17<sup>th</sup></span> +I told you the 27th Ult that I was going to a constitation with +miss +<span class = "pagenum">16</span> +<a name = "page16" id = "page16"> </a> +<!-- png 040 --> +Soley. I have now the pleasure to give you the result, viz. +a very genteel well regulated assembly which we had at Mr Soley's +last evening, miss Soley being mistress of the ceremony. Mrs Soley +desired me to assist Miss Hannah in making out a list of guests which I +did some time since, I wrote all the invitation cards. There was a +large company assembled in a handsome, large, upper room in the new end +of the house. We had two fiddles, & I had the honor to open the +diversion of the evening in a minuet with miss Soley.—Here follows +a list of the company as we form'd for country dancing.</p> + +<table summary = "list of names"> +<tr> +<td> +Miss Soley &<br> +Miss Calif<br> +Miss Williams<br> +Miss Codman<br> +Miss Ives<br> +Miss Scolley<a class = "tag" name = "tag36" id = "tag36" href = +"#note36">36</a><br> +Miss Waldow<br> +Miss Glover<br> +Miss Hubbard +</td> +<td> +Miss Anna Greene Winslow<br> +Miss Scott<br> +Miss McCarthy<br> +Miss Winslow<br> +Miss Coffin<br> +Miss Bella Coffin<a class = "tag" name = "tag37" id = "tag37" href = +"#note37">37</a><br> +Miss Quinsy<a class = "tag" name = "tag38" id = "tag38" href = +"#note38">38</a><br> +Miss Draper +</td> +</tr> +</table> + +<p>Miss Cregur (usually pronounced Kicker) & two Miss Sheafs were +invited but were +<span class = "pagenum">17</span> +<a name = "page17" id = "page17"> </a> +<!-- png 041 --> +sick or sorry & beg'd to be excus'd. There was a little Miss Russell +& the little ones of the family present who could not dance. As +spectators, there were Mr & Mrs Deming, Mr. & Mrs Sweetser Mr +& Mrs Soley, Mr & Miss Cary, Mrs Draper, Miss Oriac, Miss +Hannah—our treat was nuts, rasins, Cakes, Wine, punch,<a class = +"tag" name = "tag39" id = "tag39" href = "#note39">39</a> hot & +cold, all in great plenty. We had a very agreeable evening from 5 to 10 +o'clock. For variety we woo'd a widow, hunted the whistle, threaded the +needle, & while the company was collecting, we diverted ourselves +with playing of pawns, no rudeness Mamma I assure you. Aunt Deming +desires you would <i>perticulary observe</i>, that the elderly part of +the company were <i>spectators only</i>, they mix'd not in either of the +above describ'd scenes.</p> + +<p>I was dress'd in my yellow coat, black bib & apron, black +feathers on my head, my past comb, & all my past<a class = "tag" +name = "tag40" id = "tag40" href = "#note40">40</a> garnet marquesett<a +class = "tag" name = "tag41" id = "tag41" href = "#note41">41</a> & +jet pins, together with my silver plume—my loket, rings, black +collar round my neck, black mitts & 2 or 3 yards of blue ribbin, +(black & blue is high tast) striped tucker and ruffels (not my best) +& my silk shoes compleated my dress. +<span class = "pagenum">18</span> +<a name = "page18" id = "page18"> </a> +<!-- png 042 --></p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Jan<sup>y</sup><br> +18<sup>th</sup></span> +Yesterday I had an invitation to celebrate Miss Caty's birth-day with +her. She gave it me the night before. Miss is 10 years old. The best +dancer in Mr Turners<a class = "tag" name = "tag42" id = "tag42" href = +"#note42">42</a> school, she has been his scoller these 3 years. My aunt +thought it proper (as our family had a invitation) that I should +attend a neighbor's funeral yesterday P.M. I went directly from it +to Miss Caty's Rout & arriv'd ex<span class = +"dots"> ......</span></p> + + +<p class = "space" align = "right"> +<span class = "smallcaps">Boston</span> January 25 1772.</p> + +<p>Hon<sup>'d</sup> Mamma, My Hon<sup>'d</sup> Papa has never signified +to me his approbation of my journals, from whence I infer, that he +either never reads them, or does not give himself the trouble to +remember any of their contents, tho' some part has been address'd to +him, so, for the future, I shall trouble only you with this part of +my scribble—Last thursday I din'd at Unkle Storer's & spent +the afternoon in that neighborhood. I met with some adventures in +my way viz. As I was going, I was overtaken by a lady who was quite +a stranger to me. She accosted me with "how do you do miss?" +I answer'd +<span class = "pagenum">19</span> +<a name = "page19" id = "page19"> </a> +<!-- png 043 --> +her, but told her I had not the pleasure of knowing her. She then ask'd +"what is your name miss? I believe you think 'tis a very strange +questian to ask, but have a mind to know." Nanny Green—She +interrupted me with "not Mrs. Winslow of Cumberland's daughter." Yes +madam I am. When did you hear from your Mamma? how do's she do? When +shall you write to her? When you do, tell her that you was overtaken in +the street by her old friend Mrs Login, give my love to her & tell +her she must come up soon & live on Jamaca plain. we have got a nice +meeting-house, & a charming minister, & all so cleaver. She told +me she had ask'd Unkle Harry to bring me to see her, & he said he +would. Her minister is Mr Gordon. I have heard him preach several +times at the O. South. In the course of my peregrination, as aunt +calls it, I happen'd in to a house where D—— was +attending the Lady of the family. How long she was at his opperation, +I know not. I saw him twist & tug & pick & cut off +whole locks of grey hair at a slice (the lady telling him she would have +no hair to dress next time) for +<span class = "pagenum">20</span> +<a name = "page20" id = "page20"> </a> +<!-- png 044 --> +the space of a hour & a half, when I left them, he seeming not to be +near done. This lady is not a grandmother tho' she is both old enough +& grey enough to be one.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Jan<sup>y</sup><br> +31</span> +I spent yesterday with Aunt Storer, except a little while I was at +Aunt Sukey's with Mrs Barrett dress'd in a white brocade, & cousin +Betsey dress'd in a red lutestring, both adorn'd with past, perls +marquesett &c. They were after tea escorted by Mr. Newton & Mr +Barrett to ye assembly at Concert Hall. This is a snowy day, & I am +prevented going to school.</p> + + +<!-- png 045 --> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_wedding" id = "pic_wedding"> </a> +<img src = "images/wedding.png" width = "306" height = "439" +alt = "wedding party"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +WEDDING PARTY IN BOSTON IN 1756</p> + + +<p>Feb. 9<sup>th</sup>.—My honored Mamma will be so good as to +excuse my useing the pen of my old friend just here, because I am +disabled by a whitloe on my fourth finger & something like one on my +middle finger, from using my own pen; but altho' my right hand is in +bondage, my left is free; & my aunt says, it will be a nice +oppertunity if I do but improve it, to perfect myself in learning to +spin flax. I am pleased with the proposal & am at this present, +exerting myself for this purpose. I hope, when two, or at most +three months are past, to give you occular demonstration +<span class = "pagenum">21</span> +<a name = "page21" id = "page21"> </a> +<!-- png 046 --> +of my proficiency in <i>this art</i>, as well as several others. My +fingers are not the only part of me that has suffer'd with sores within +this fortnight, for I have had an ugly great boil upon my right hip +& about a dozen small ones—I am at present swath'd hip +& thigh, as Samson smote the Philistines, but my soreness is near +over. My aunt thought it highly proper to give me some cooling physick, +so last tuesday I took 1-2 oz Globe Salt (a disagreeable potion) +& kept chamber. Since which, there has been no new erruption, & +a great alteration for the better in those I had before.</p> + +<p>I have read my bible to my aunt this morning (as is the daily +custom) & sometimes I read other books to her. So you may perceive, +I <i>have the use of my tongue</i> & I tell her it is a good +thing to have the use of my tongue. Unkle Ned<a class = "tag" name = +"tag43" id = "tag43" href = "#note43">43</a> called here just +now—all well—by the way he is come to live in Boston again, +& till he can be better accomodated, is at housekeeping where +Mad<sup>m</sup> Storer lately lived, he is looking for a less house. +I tell my Aunt I feel a disposician to be a good girl, & she +pleases herself +<span class = "pagenum">22</span> +<a name = "page22" id = "page22"> </a> +<!-- png 047 --> +that she shall have much comfort of me to-day, which as cousin Sally is +ironing we expect to have to ourselves.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 10<sup>th</sup>.—This day I paid my respects to Master +Holbrook, after a week's absence, my finger is still in limbo as you may +see by the writeing. I have not paid my compliments to Madam +Smith,<a class = "tag" name = "tag44" id = "tag44" href = +"#note44">44</a> for, altho' I can drive the goos quill a bit, +I cannot so well manage the needle. So I will lay my hand to the +distaff, as the virtuous woman did of old—Yesterday was very bad +weather, neither aunt, nor niece at publick worship.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 12<sup>th</sup>.—Yesterday afternoon I spent at unkle +Joshuas. Aunt Green gave me a plaister for my fingure that has near +cur'd it, but I have a new boil, which is under poultice, & tomorrow +I am to undergo another seasoning with globe Salt. The following lines +Aunt Deming found in grandmama Sargent's<a class = "tag" name = "tag45" +id = "tag45" href = "#note45">45</a> pocket-book & gives me leave to +copy 'em here.—</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +Dim eyes, deaf ears, cold stomach shew,<br> +My dissolution is in view<br> +The shuttle's thrown, my race is run,<br> +My sun is set, my work is done;<br> +My span is out, my tale is told,<br> +<span class = "pagenum">23</span> +<a name = "page23" id = "page23"> </a> +<!-- png 048 --> +My flower's decay'd, & stock grows old,<br> +The dream is past, the shadows fled,<br> +My soul now longs for Christ my head,<br> +I've lived to seventy six or nigh,<br> +<span class = "smallcaps">God</span> calls at last, & now I'll +die.<a class = "tag" name = "tag46" id = "tag46" href = +"#note46">46</a></p> + +<p>My honor'd Grandma departed this vale of tears 1-4 before 4 o'clock +wednesday morning August 21, 1771. Aged 74 years, 2 months & +ten days.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 13<sup>th</sup>.—Everybody says that this is a bitter cold +day, but I know nothing about it but hearsay for I am in aunt's chamber +(which is very warm always) with a nice fire, a stove, sitting in +Aunt's easy chair, with a tall three leav'd screen at my back, & I +am very comfortable. I took my second (& I hope last) +potion of Globe salts this morning. I went to see Aunt Storer +yesterday afternoon, & by the way Unkle Storer is so ill that he +keeps chamber. As I went down I call'd at Mrs Whitwell's & must tell +you Mr & Mrs Whitwell are both ill. Mrs. Whitwell with the +rheumatism. I saw Mad<sup>m</sup> Harris, Mrs Mason and Miss Polly +Vans<a class = "tag" name = "tag47" id = "tag47" href = "#note47">47</a> +there, they all give their love to you—Last evening I went to +catechizing with Aunt. Our ministers +<span class = "pagenum">24</span> +<a name = "page24" id = "page24"> </a> +<!-- png 049 --> +have agreed during the long evenings to discourse upon the questions or +some of 'em in the assembly's shorter catechism, taking 'em in their +order at the house of Mrs Rogers in School Street, every wednesday +evening. Mr. Hunt began with the first question and shew'd what it is to +glorify <span class = "smallcaps">God</span>. Mr Bacon then took the +second, what rule &c. which he has spent three evenings upon, & +now finished. Mr Hunt having taken his turn to show what the Scriptures +principly teach, & what is <span class = "smallcaps">God</span>. +I remember he said that there was nothing properly done without a +rule, & he said that the rule God had given us to glorify him by was +the bible. How miraculously (said he) has God preserv'd this +blessed book. It was once in the reign of a heathen emperor condemn'd to +be burnt, at which time it was death to have a bible & conceal it, +but God's providence was wonderful in preserving it when so much human +policy had been exerted to bury it in Oblivion—but for all that, +here we have it as pure & uncorrupted as ever—many books of +human composure have had much pains taken to preserve 'em, +notwithstanding they +<span class = "pagenum">25</span> +<a name = "page25" id = "page25"> </a> +<!-- png 050 --> +are buried in Oblivion. He considered who was the author of the bible, +he prov'd that <span class = "smallcaps">God</span> was the author, for +no <i>good</i> man could be the author, because such a one would not be +guilty of imposition, & an evil man could not unless we suppose a +house divided against itself. he said a great deal more to prove the +bible is certainly the word of God from the matter it contains &c, +but the best evidence of the truth of divine revelation, every true +believer has in his own heart. This he said, the natural man had no idea +of. I did not understand all he said about the external and +internal evidence, but this I can say, that I understand him better than +any body else that I hear preach. Aunt has been down stairs all the time +I have been recolecting & writeing this. Therefore, all this of own +head, of consequence.</p> + +<p>Valentine day.<a class = "tag" name = "tag48" id = "tag48" href = +"#note48">48</a>—My cousin Sally reeled off a 10 knot skane of +yarn today. My valentine was an old country plow-joger. The yarn was of +my spinning. Aunt says it will do for filling. Aunt also says niece is a +whimsical child.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 17.—Since Wednesday evening, I +<span class = "pagenum">26</span> +<a name = "page26" id = "page26"> </a> +<!-- png 051 --> +have not been abroad since yesterday afternoon. I went to meeting +& back in Mr. Soley's chaise. Mr. Hunt preached. He said that human +nature is as opposite to God as darkness to light. That our sin is only +bounded by the narrowness of our capacity. His text was Isa. xli. 14. +18. The mountains &c. He said were unbelief, pride, covetousness, +enmity, &c. &c. &c. This morning I took a walk for Aunt as +far as Mr. Soley's. I called at Mrs Whitwell's & found the good +man & lady both better than when I saw them last. On my return I +found Mr. Hunt on a visit to aunt. After the usual salutations & +when did you hear from your papa &c. I ask'd him if the +blessing pronounced by the minister before the congregation is +dismissed, is not a part of the publick worship? "Yes."</p> + +<p>"Why then, do you Sir, say, let us conclude the publick worship by +singing?" "Because singing is the last act in which the whole +congregation is unanimously to join. The minister in Gods name blesses +his i.e. Gods people agreeable to the practice of the apostles, who +generally close the +<span class = "pagenum">27</span> +<a name = "page27" id = "page27"> </a> +<!-- png 052 --> +epistles with a benediction in the name of the Trinity, to which, Amen +is subjoined, which, tho' pronounc'd by the minister, is, or ought to be +the sentiment & prayer of the whole assembly, the meaning whereof +is, So be it."</p> + + +<p>Feb. 18<sup>th</sup>.—Another ten knot skane of my yarn was +reel'd off today. Aunt says it is very good. My boils & whitloes are +growing well apace, so that I can knit a little in the evening.</p> + +<p>Transcribed from the Boston Evening Post:</p> + +<p>Sep. 18, 1771. Under the head of London news, you may find that last +Thursday was married at Worcester the Widow Biddle of Wellsburn in the +county of Warwick, to her grandson John Biddle of the same place, aged +twenty three years. It is very remarkable. the widdow had one son & +one daughter; 18 grandchildren & 5 great grandchildren; her present +husband has one daughter, who was her great granddaughter but is now +become her daughter; her other great grandchildren are become her +cousins; her grandchildren her brothers & sisters; her son & +<span class = "pagenum">28</span> +<a name = "page28" id = "page28"> </a> +<!-- png 053 --> +daughter her father & mother. <ins class = "correction" title = +"possible error for 'I think 'tis'">I think! tis</ins> the most +extraordinary account I ever read in a News-Paper. It will serve to +puzzel Harry Dering with.</p> + + +<p>Monday Feb. 18<sup>th</sup>—Bitter cold. I am just come +from writing school. Last Wednesday P.M. while I was at school Aunt +Storer called in to see Aunt Deming in her way to Mr Inches's. She +walk'd all that long way. Thursday last I din'd & spent the +afternoon with Aunt Sukey. I attended both my schools in the +morning of that day. I cal'd at unkle Joshua's as I went along, as +I generally do, when I go in town, it being all in my way. Saterday I +din'd at Unkle Storer's, drank tea at Cousin Barrel's, was entertain'd +in the afternoon with scating. Unkle Henry was there. Yesterday by the +help of neighbor Soley's Chaise, I was at meeting all day, tho' it +snow'd in the afternoon. I might have say'd I was at Unkle +Winslow's last Thursday Eve<sup>g</sup> & when I inform you that my +needle work at school, & knitting at home, went on <i>as usual</i>, +I think I have laid before you a pretty full account of the last +week. You see how I improve in my writing, but I drive on as fast as I +can. +<span class = "pagenum">29</span> +<a name = "page29" id = "page29"> </a> +<!-- png 054 --></p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Feb. 21<br> +Thursday.</span> +This day Jack Frost bites very hard, so hard aunt won't let me go to any +school. I have this morning made part of a coppy with the very pen +I have now in my hand, writting this with. Yesterday was so cold there +was a very thick vapor upon the water, but I attended my schools all +day. My unkle says yesterday was 10 degrees colder than any day we have +had before this winter. And my aunt says she believes this day is 10 +degrees colder than it was yesterday; & moreover, that she would not +put a dog out of doors. The sun gives forth his rays through a vapor +like that which was upon the water yesterday. But Aunt bids me give her +love to pappa & all the family & tell them that she should be +glad of their company in her warm parlour, indeed there is not one room +in this house but is very warm when there is a good fire in them. As +there is in this at present. Yesterday I got leave (by my aunt's +desire) to go from school at 4 o'clock to see my unkle Ned who has had +the misfortune to break his leg. I call'd in to warm myself at +unkle Joshua's. Aunt Hannah told +<span class = "pagenum">30</span> +<a name = "page30" id = "page30"> </a> +<!-- png 055 --> +me I had better not go any further for she could tell me all about him, +so I say'd as it is so cold I believe aunt won't be angry so I will +stay, I therefore took off my things, aunt gave me leave to call at +Unkle Joshua's & was very glad I went no further. Aunt Hannah told +me he was as well as could be expected for one that has a broken bone. +He was coming from Watertown in a chaise the horse fell down on the +Hill, this side Mr Brindley's. he was afraid if he fell out, the wheel +would run over him, he therefore gave a start & fell out & broke +his leg, the horse strugled to get up, but could not. unkle Ned was +affraid if he did get up the chaise wheels would run over him, so he +went on his two hands and his other foot drawing his lame leg after him +& got behind the chaise, (so he was safe) & there lay in +the snow for some time, nobody being near. at last 2 genteelmen came, +they tho't the horse was dead when they first saw him at a distance, but +hearing somebody hollow, went up to it. By this time there was a +countraman come along, the person that hollow'd was unkle Ned. They got +a slay and +<span class = "pagenum">31</span> +<a name = "page31" id = "page31"> </a> +<!-- png 056 --> +put him in it with some hay and a blanket, wrapt him up well as they +could & brought him to Deacon Smith's in town. Now Papa & Mamma, +this hill is in Brookline. And now again, I have been better +inform'd for the hill is in Roxbury & poor Unkle Ned was alone in +the chaise. Both bones of his leg are broke, but they did not come thro' +the skin, which is a happy circumstance. It is his right leg that is +broke. My Grandmamma sent Miss Deming, Miss Winslow & I one +eight<sup>th</sup> of a Dollar a piece for a New Years gift. My Aunt +Deming & Miss Deming had letters from Grandmamma. She was pretty +well, she wrote aunt that Mrs Marting was brought to bed with a son +Joshua about a month since, & is with her son very well. Grandmamma +was very well last week. I have made the purchase I told you of a +few pages agone, that is, last Thursday I purchas'd with my aunt +Deming's leave, a very beautiful white feather hat, that is, the +out side, which is a bit of white hollond with the feathers sew'd on in +a most curious manner white & unsullyed as the falling snow, this +hat I have long been saving my money to +<span class = "pagenum">32</span> +<a name = "page32" id = "page32"> </a> +<!-- png 057 --> +procure for which I have let your kind allowance, Papa, lay in my aunt's +hands till this hat which I spoke for was brought home. As I am +(as we say) a daughter of liberty<a class = "tag" name = "tag49" id += "tag49" href = "#note49">49</a> I chuse to wear as much of our own +manufactory as pocible. But my aunt says, I have wrote this account +very badly. I will go on to save my money for a chip & a +lineing &c.</p> + +<p>Papa I rec'd your letter dated Jan. 11, for which I thank you, Sir, +& thank you greatly for the money I received therewith. I am +very glad to hear that Brother John papa & mamma & cousin are +well. I'll answer your letter papa and yours mamma and cousin Harry's +too. I am very glad mamma your eyes are better. I hope by the +time I have the pleasure of hearing from Cumberland again your eyes will +be so well that you will favor me with one from you.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 22<sup>d</sup>.—Since about the middle of December, ult. +we have had till this week, a series of cold and stormy +weather—every snow storm (of which we have had abundance) +except the first, ended with rain, by which means the snow was so +hardened that +<span class = "pagenum">33</span> +<a name = "page33" id = "page33"> </a> +<!-- png 058 --> +strong gales at NW soon turned it, & all above ground to ice, which +this day seven-night was from one to three, four & they say, in some +places, five feet thick, in the streets of this town. Last saturday +morning we had a snow storm come on, which continued till four o'clock +P.M. when it turned to rain, since which we have had a warm air, with +many showers of rain, one this morning a little before day attended with +thunder. The streets have been very wet, the water running like rivers +all this week, so that I could not possibly go to school, neither have I +yet got the bandage off my fingure. Since I have been writing now, the +wind suddenly sprung up at NW and blew with violence so that we may get +to meeting to-morrow, perhaps on dry ground. Unkle Ned was here just now +& has fairly or unfairly carried off aunt's cut paper pictures,<a +class = "tag" name = "tag50" id = "tag50" href = "#note50">50</a> tho' +she told him she had given them to papa some years ago. It has been a +very sickly time here, not one person that I know of but has been under +heavy colds—(all laid up at unkle Storer's) in general got abroad +again. Aunt Suky had not been +<span class = "pagenum">34</span> +<a name = "page34" id = "page34"> </a> +<!-- png 059 --> +down stairs since her lying in, when I last saw her, but I hear she is +got down. She has had a broken breast. I have spun 30 knots of +linning yarn, and (partly) new footed a pair of stockings for Lucinda, +read a part of the pilgrim's progress, coppied part of my text journal +(that if I live a few years longer, I may be able to understand it, +for aunt sais, that to her, the contents as I first mark'd them, were an +impenetrable secret) play'd some, tuck'd a great deal (Aunt Deming says +it is very true) laugh'd enough, & I tell aunt it is all human +<i>nature</i>, if not human reason. And now, I wish my honored +mamma a very good night.</p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Saturday<br> +noon Feb. 23<sup>d</sup></span> +Dear Pappa, do's the winter continue as pleasant at Cumberland as when +you wrote to me last? We had but very little winter here, till February +came in, but we have little else since. The cold still continues tho' +not so extreme as it was last Thursday. I have attended my schools +all this week except one day, and am going as soon as I have din'd to +see how Unkle Ned does. I was thinking, Sir, to lay up a piece of +money you sent me, but +<span class = "pagenum">35</span> +<a name = "page35" id = "page35"> </a> +<!-- png 061 --> +as you sent it to me to lay out I have a mind to buy a chip & +linning for my feather hatt. But my aunt says she will think of it. My +aunt says if I behave myself very well indeed, not else, she will give +me a garland of flowers to orniment it, tho' she has layd aside the +biziness of flower making.<a class = "tag" name = "tag51" id = "tag51" +href = "#note51">51</a></p> + + +<!-- png 060 --> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_winslow" id = "pic_winslow"> </a> +<img src = "images/winslow.gif" width = "260" height = "350" +alt = "Joshua Winslow"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +GENERAL JOSHUA WINSLOW</p> + + +<p>Feb. 25<sup>th</sup>.—This is a very stormy day of snow, hail +& rain, so that I cannot get to Master Holbrook's, therefore I will +here copy something I lately transcribed on a loose paper from Dr. +Owen's sermon on Hab. iii, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, +8, 9. "I have heard that a full wind behind the ship drives +her not so fast forward, as a side wind, that seems almost as much +against her as with her; & the reason they say is, because a full +wind fills but some of her sails.</p> + + +<p>Wednesday.—Very cold, but this morning I was at sewing and +writing school, this afternoon all sewing, for Master Holbrook does not +in the winter keep school of afternoons. Unkle Henrys feet are so much +better that he wears shoos now. +<span class = "pagenum">36</span> +<a name = "page36" id = "page36"> </a> +<!-- png 062 --></p> + + +<p><span class = "date">Monday<br> +noon<br> +Feb. 25<sup>th</sup>.</span> +I have been to writing school this morning and Sewing. The day +being very pleasant, very little wind stirring. Jemima called to see me +last evening. She lives at Master Jimmy Lovel's.<a class = "tag" name = +"tag52" id = "tag52" href = "#note52">52</a> Dear mamma, I suppose +that you would be glad to hear that Betty Smith who has given you so +much trouble, is well & behaves herself well & I should be glad +if I could write you so. But the truth is, no sooner was the 29th +Regiment encamp'd upon the common but miss Betty took herself among them +(as the Irish say) & there she stay'd with Bill Pinchion & +awhile. The next news of her was, that she was got into gaol for +stealing: from whence she was taken to the publick whipping post.<a +class = "tag" name = "tag53" id = "tag53" href = "#note53">53</a> The +next adventure was to the Castle, after the soldier's were remov'd +there, for the murder of the 5th March last.<a class = "tag" name = +"tag54" id = "tag54" href = "#note54">54</a> When they turn'd her away +from there, she came up to town again, and soon got into the workhouse +for new misdemeanours, she soon ran away from there and sit up her old +trade of pilfering again, for which she was put a second time into gaol, +there she still remains. About +<span class = "pagenum">37</span> +<a name = "page37" id = "page37"> </a> +<!-- png 063 --> +two months agone (as well as I can remember) she & a number of +her wretched companions set the gaol on fire, in order to get out, but +the fire was timely discovered & extinguished, & there, as I +said she still remains till this day, in order to be tried for her +crimes. I heard somebody say that as she has some connections with +the army no doubt but she would be cleared, and perhaps, have a pension +into the bargain. Mr. Henry says the way of sin is down hill, when +persons get into that way they are not easily stopped.</p> + + +<p>Feb. 27.—This day being too stormy for me to go to any school, +and nothing as yet having happen'd that is worth your notice, my aunt +gives me leave to communicate to you something that much pleas'd her +when she heard of it, & which I hope will please you my Papa and +Mamma. I believe I may have inform'd you that since I have been in +Boston, Dr. Byles<a class = "tag" name = "tag55" id = "tag55" href = +"#note55">55</a> has pretty frequently preached & sometimes +administer'd the sacrament, when our Candidates have preached to the +O.S. Church, because they are not tho't qualified to administer +Gospel Ordinance, +<span class = "pagenum">38</span> +<a name = "page38" id = "page38"> </a> +<!-- png 064 --> +till they be settled Pastours. About two months ago a brother of the +church sent Dr Byles a Card which contain'd after the usual +introduction, the following words, Mr W—— dont set up for an +Expositor of Scripture, yet ventures to send Dr. Byles a short comment +on 1 Cor. ix. 11. which he thinks agreeable to the genuine import of the +text, & hopes the Dr will not disapprove it. The comment was a dozen +pounds of Chocolate &c.—To which the D<sup>r</sup> return'd +the following very pretty answer. D<sup>r</sup> Byles returns respects +to Mr W & most heartily thanks him for his judicious practical +Familie Expositor, which is in Tast. My aunt Deming gives her love to +you mamma, and bids me tell you, as a matter you will be very glad to +know, that D<sup>r</sup> Byles & his lady & family, have enjoy'd +a good share of health & perfect harmony for several years past.</p> + +<p>Mr Beacon is come home. My unkle Neddy is very comfortable, has very +little pain, & know fever with his broken bone. My Unkle Harry<a +class = "tag" name = "tag56" id = "tag56" href = "#note56">56</a> was +here yesterday & is very well. Poor Mrs Inches is dangerously ill of +a fever. We have not heard how she does today. +<span class = "pagenum">39</span> +<a name = "page39" id = "page39"> </a> +<!-- png 065 --></p> + + +<p>March 4<sup>th</sup>.—Poor Mrs Inches is dead. Gone from a +world of trouble, as she has left this to her poor mother. Aunt says she +heartyly pities Mrs Jackson. Mr Nat. Bethune died this morning, Mrs +Inches last night.</p> + +<p>We had the greatest fall of snow yesterday we have had this winter. +Yet cousin Sally, miss Polly, & I rode to & from meeting in Mr +Soley's chaise both forenoon & afternoon, & with a stove<a class += "tag" name = "tag57" id = "tag57" href = "#note57">57</a> was very +comfortable there. If brother John is as well and hearty as cousin +Frank, he is a clever boy. Unkle Neddy continues very comfortable. +I saw him last saturday. I have just now been writing four +lines in my Book almost as well as the copy. But all the intreaties in +the world will not prevail upon me to do always as well as I can, which +is not the least trouble to me, tho' its a great grief to aunt Deming. +And she says by writing so frightfully above.</p> + + +<p>March 6.—I think the appearance this morning is as +winterish as any I can remember, earth, houses, trees, all covered with +snow, which began to fall yesterday morning +<span class = "pagenum">40</span> +<a name = "page40" id = "page40"> </a> +<!-- png 066 --> +& continued falling all last night. The Sun now shines very bright, +the N.W. wind blows very fresh. Mr Gannett din'd here yesterday, from +him, my unkle, aunt & cousin Sally, I had an account of +yesterday's publick performances,<a class = "tag" name = "tag58" id = +"tag58" href = "#note58">58</a> & exhibitions, but aunt says I need +not write about 'em because, no doubt there will be printed accounts. +I should have been glad if I could have seen & heard for +myselfe. My face is better, but I have got a heavy cold yet.</p> + + +<p>March 9<sup>th</sup>.—After being confined a week, I rode +yesterday afternoon to & from meeting in Mr Soley's chaise. +I got no cold and am pretty well today. This has been a very snowy +day today. Any body that sees this may see that I have wrote nonsense +but Aunt says, I have been a very good girl to day about my work +however—I think this day's work may be called a piece meal +for in the first place I sew'd on the bosom of unkle's shirt, mended two +pair of gloves, mended for the wash two handkerchiefs, (one cambrick) +sewed on half a border of a lawn apron of aunts, read part of the +xxi<sup>st</sup> chapter of Exodous, & a story in the Mother's gift. +<span class = "pagenum">41</span> +<a name = "page41" id = "page41"> </a> +<!-- png 067 --> +Now, Hon<sup>d</sup> Mamma, I must tell you of something that +happened to me to-day, that has not happen'd before this great while, +viz My Unkle & Aunt both told me, I was a very good girl. Mr +Gannett gave us the favour of his company a little while this morning +(our head). I have been writing all the above gibberish while aunt +has been looking after her family—now she is out of the +room—now she is in—& takes up my pen in <i>my</i> +absence to observe, I am a little simpleton for informing my mamma, +that it is <i>a great while</i> since I was prais'd because she will +conclude that it is <i>a great while</i> since I deserv'd to be prais'd. +I will henceforth try to observe their praise & yours too. +I mean deserve. It's now tea time—as soon as that is over, +I shall spend the rest of the evening in reading to my aunt. It is +near candle lighting.</p> + + +<p>March 10, 5 o'clock P.M.—I have finish'd my stent of +sewing work for this day & wrote a billet to Miss Caty Vans, +a copy of which I shall write on the next page. To-morrow if the +weather is fit I am to visit. I have again been told I was a good +girl. +<span class = "pagenum">42</span> +<a name = "page42" id = "page42"> </a> +<!-- png 068 --> +My Billet to Miss Vans was in the following words. Miss Green gives her +compliments to Miss Vans, and informs her that her aunt Deming quite +misunderstood the matter about the queen's night-Cap.<a class = "tag" +name = "tag59" id = "tag59" href = "#note59">59</a> Mrs. Deming thou't +that it was a black skull cap linn'd with red that Miss Vans ment which +she thou't would not be becoming to Miss Green's light complexion. Miss +Green now takes the liberty to send the materials for the Cap Miss Vans +was so kind as to say she would make for her, which, when done, she +engages to take special care of for Miss Vans' sake. Mrs. Deming joins +her compliments with Miss Green's—they both wish for the pleasure +of a visit from Miss Vans. Miss Soley is just come in to visit me & +'tis near dark.</p> + + +<p>March 11.—Boast not thyself of tomorrow; for thou knowest not +what a day may bring forth. Thus king Solomon, inspired by the Holy +Ghost, cautions, Pro. xxvii. 1. My aunt says, this is a most +necessary lesson to be learn'd & laid up in the heart. I am +quite of her mind. I have met with a disappointment to day, & +aunt says, I may look +<span class = "pagenum">43</span> +<a name = "page43" id = "page43"> </a> +<!-- png 069 --> +for them every day—we live in a changing world—in scripture +call'd a vale of tears. Uncle said yesterday that there had not been so +much snow on the ground this winter as there was then—it has been +vastly added to since then, & is now 7 feet deep in some places +round this house; it is above the fence in the coart & thick snow +began to fall and condtinu'd till about 5 o'clock P.M. (it is about +1-4 past 8 o'clock) since which there has been a steady rain—so no +visiting as I hoped this day, & this is the disappointment I +mentioned on t'other page. Last saturday I sent my cousin Betsy Storer a +Billet of which the following is a copy. Miss Green gives her love to +Miss Storer & informs her that she is very <i>sensible</i> of the +effects of a bad cold, not only in the pain she has had in her throat, +neck and face, which have been much swell'd & which she is not quite +clear of, but that she has also been by the same depriv'd of the +pleasure of seeing Miss Storer & her other friends in Sudbury +Street. She begs, her Duty, Love & Compliments, may be presented as +due & that she may be inform'd if they be in health. +<span class = "pagenum">44</span> +<a name = "page44" id = "page44"> </a> +<!-- png 070 --> +To this I have receiv'd no answer. I suppose she don't think I am +worth an answer. But I have finished my stent, and wrote all under this +date, & now I have just daylight eno' to add, my love and duty to +dear friends at <i>Cumberland</i>.</p> + + +<!-- png 071 --> +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_ebenezer" id = "pic_ebenezer"> </a> +<img src = "images/ebenezer.png" width = "297" height = "418" +alt = "Ebenezer Storer"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +EBENEZER STORER</p> + + +<p>March 14.—Mr. Stephen March, at whose house I was treated so +kindly last fall, departed this life last week, after languishing +several months under a complication of disorders—we have not had +perticulars, therefore cannot inform you, whether he engag'd the King of +terrors with Christian fortitude, or otherwise.</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +"Stoop down my Thoughts, that use to rise,<br> +Converse a while with Death;<br> +Think how a gasping Mortal lies,<br> +And pants away his Breath."</p> + +<p>Last Thursday I din'd with unkle Storer, & family at aunt +Sukey's—all well except Charles Storer who was not so ill but +what, <i>that</i> I mean, he din'd with us. Aunt Suky's Charles is a +pretty little boy & grows nicely. We were diverted in the afternoon +with an account of a queer Feast that had been made that day in a +certain Court of this town for +<span class = "pagenum">45</span> +<a name = "page45" id = "page45"> </a> +<!-- png 072 --> +the Entertainment of a number of Tories—perhaps seventeen. One +contain'd three calves heads (skin off) with their appurtinencies +anciently call'd pluck—Their other dish (for they had but two) +contain'd a number of roast fowls—half a dozen, we suppose,<a +class = "tag" name = "tagA" id = "tagA" href = "#noteA">*</a> & all +roosters at this season no doubt. Yesterday, soon after I came from +writing school we had another snow storm begun, which continued till +after I went to bed. This morning the sun shines clear (so it did +yesterday morning till 10 o'clock.) It is now bitter cold, & such a +quantity of snow upon the ground, as the Old people don't remember ever +to have seen before at this time of the year. My aunt Deming says, when +she first look'd abroad this morning she felt anxious for her brother, +& his family at Cumberland, fearing lest they were covered up in +snow. It is now 1-2 after 12 o'clock noon. The sun has been shineing in +his full strength for full 6 hours, & the snow not melted enough +anywhere in sight of this house, to cause one drop of water.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "noteA" id = "noteA" href = "#tagA"> * </a> +There was six as I have since heard.</p> + + +<p>March 17.—Yesterday, I went to see +<span class = "pagenum">46</span> +<a name = "page46" id = "page46"> </a> +<!-- png 073 --> +aunt Polly, & finding her going out, I spent the afternoon with +aunt Hannah. While I was out, a snow storm overtook me. This being +a fine sun shine (tho' cold) day I have been to writing school, & +wrote two pieces, one I presented to aunt Deming, and the other I design +for my Honor'd Papa, I hope he will approve of it. I sent a +piece of my writing to you Hon'd Mamma last fall, which I hope you +receiv'd. When my aunt Deming was a little girl my Grandmamma Sargent +told her the following story viz. One Mr. Calf who had three times +enjoy'd the Mayorality of the city of London, had after his decease, +a monoment erected to his memory with the following inscription +on it.</p> + +<p class = "poem pair"> +Here lies buried the body of<br> +Sir Richard Calf,</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +Thrice Lord Mayor of London.<br> +Honor, Honor, Honor.</p> + +<p>A drol gentleman passing by with a bit of chalk in his hand +underwrote thus—</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +O cruel death! more subtle than a Fox<br> +That would not let this Calf become an Ox,<br> +That he might browze among the briers & thorns<br> +And with his brethren wear,<br> +Horns. Horns. Horns.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">47</span> +<a name = "page47" id = "page47"> </a> +<!-- png 074 --> + +<p>My aunt told me the foregoing some time since & today I ask'd her +leave to insert it in my journal. My aunt gives her love to you & +directs me to tell you that she tho't my piece of linnin would have made +me a dozen of shifts but she could cut no more than ten out of it. There +is some left, but not enough for another. Nine of them are finish'd +wash'd & iron'd; & the other would have been long since done if +my fingers had not been sore. My cousin Sally made three of them for me, +but then I made two shirts & part of another for unkle to help her. +I believe unless something remarkable should happen, such as a +<i>warm day</i>, my mamma will consent that I dedicate a few of my next +essays to papa. I think the second thing I said to aunt this +morning was, that I intended to be <i>very good all day</i>. To make +this out,</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +"Next unto <i>God</i>, dear Parents I address<br> +Myself to you in humble Thankfulness,<br> +For all your Care & Charge on me bestow'd;<br> +The means of Learning unto me allow'd,<br> +Go on I pray, & let me still pursue<br> +Those Golden <span class = "smallcaps">Arts</span> the Vulgar never +knew."</p> + +<p class = "inset4">Yr Dutifull Daughter</p> + +<p class = "inset6 smallcaps">Anna Green Winslow.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">48</span> +<a name = "page48" id = "page48"> </a> +<!-- png 075 --> + +<p>The poetry I transcrib'd from my Copy Book.</p> + + +<p>March 19.—Thursday last I spent at home, except a quarter of an +hour between sunset and dark, I stepped over the way to Mr. +Glover's with aunt. Yesterday I spent at Unkle Neddy's & stitched +wristbands for aunt Polly. By the way, I must inform you, (pray +dont let papa see this) that yesterday I put on No 1 of my new shifts, +& indeed it is very comfortable. It is <i>long</i> since I had a +shift to my <i>back</i>. I dont know if I ever had till +now—It seem'd so strange too, to have any linen below my +waist—I am going to dine at Mrs. Whitwell's to day, by +invitation. I spent last evening at Mrs Rogers. Mr Hunt discoursed +upon the doctrine of the Trinity—it was the second time that he +spoke upon the subject at that place. I did not hear him the first +time. His business last eve<sup>g</sup> was to prove the divinity of the +Son, & holy Ghost, & their equality with the Father. My aunt +Deming says, it is a grief to her, that I don't always write as well as +I can, <i>I can write pretily</i>.</p> + + +<p>March 21.—I din'd & spent the afternoon +<span class = "pagenum">49</span> +<a name = "page49" id = "page49"> </a> +<!-- png 076 --> +of Thursday last, at Mrs Whitwell's. Mrs Lathrop, & Mrs Carpenter +din'd there also. The latter said she was formerly acquainted with +mamma, ask'd how she did, & when I heard from her,—said, +I look'd much like her. Madam Harris & Miss P. Vans were +also of the company. While I was abroad the snow melted to such a +degree, that my aunt was oblig'd to get Mr Soley's chaise to bring me +home. Yesterday, we had by far the gratest storm of wind & snow that +there has been this winter. It began to fall yesterday morning & +continued falling till after our family were in bed. (P.M.) Mr. Hunt +call'd in to visit us just after we rose from diner; he ask'd me, +whether I had heard from my papa & mamma, since I wrote 'em. He was +answer'd, no sir, it would be strange if I had, because I had been +writing to 'em today, & indeed so I did every day. Aunt told him +that <i>his name</i> went frequently into my journals together with +broken & some times whole sentences of his sermons, conversations +&c. He laugh'd & call'd me Newsmonger, & said I was a daily +advertiser. He added, that he did not doubt but my journals +<span class = "pagenum">50</span> +<a name = "page50" id = "page50"> </a> +<!-- png 077 --> +afforded much entertainment & would be a future benefit &c. Here +is a fine compliment for me mamma.</p> + + +<p>March 26.—Yesterday at 6 o'clock, I went to Unkle +Winslow's, their neighbor Greenleaf was their. She said she knew Mamma, +& that I look like her. Speaking about papa & you occation'd +Unkle Winslow to tell me that he had kiss'd you long before papa knew +you. From thence we went to Miss Rogers's where, to a full assembly Mr +Bacon read his 3<sup>d</sup> sermon on R. iv. 6, I can remember he +said, that, before we all sinned in Adam our father, Christ loved us. He +said the Son of God always did as his father gave him commandment, & +to prove this, he said, that above 17 hundred years ago he left the +bosom of the Father, & came & took up his abode with men, & +bore all the scourgings & buffetings which the vile Jews inflicted +on him, & then was hung upon the accursed tree—he died, was +buried, & in three days rose again—ascended up to heaven & +there took his seat at the right hand of the Majesty on high from whence +he will come to be the supream and impartial +<span class = "pagenum">51</span> +<a name = "page51" id = "page51"> </a> +<!-- png 078 --> +judge of quick & dead—and when his poor Mother & her poor +husband went to Jerusalem to keep the passover & he went with them, +he disputed among the doctors, & when his Mother ask'd him about it +he said "wist ye not that I must be about my Father's +business,"—all this he said was a part of that wrighteousness for +the sake of which a sinner is justafied—Aunt has been up stairs +all the time I have been writeing & recollecting this—so no +help from her. She is come down now & I have been reading this over +to her. She sais, she is glad I remember so much, but I have not done +the subject justice. She sais I have blended things somewhat +improperly—an interuption by company.</p> + + +<p>March 28.—Unkle Harry was here last evening & inform'd us +that by a vessel from Halifax which arriv'd yesterday, Mr H Newton, +inform'd his brother Mr J Newton of the sudden death of their brother +Hibbert in your family 21 January ult. (Just five months to a day since +Grandmamma Sargent's death.) With all the circumstances relating to it. +My aunt Deming gives her +<span class = "pagenum">52</span> +<a name = "page52" id = "page52"> </a> +<!-- png 079 --> +love to Mamma & wishes her a sanctified improvement of all God's +dealings with her, & that it would please him to bring her & all +the family safe to Boston. Jarvis is put up for Cumberland, we hope he +will be there by or before Mayday. This minute I have receiv'd my +queen's night cap from Miss Caty Vans—we like it. Aunt says, that +if the materials it is made of were more substantial than gauze, it +might serve occationally to hold any thing mesur'd by an 1-2 peck, but +it is just as it should be, & very decent, & she wishes my +writing was <i>as</i> decent. But I got into one of my frolicks, upon +sight of the Cap.</p> + + +<p>April 1st.—Will you be offended mamma, if I ask you, if you +remember the flock of wild Geese that papa call'd you to see flying over +the Blacksmith's shop this day three years? I hope not; I only +mean to divert you. The snow is near gone in the street before us, & +mud supplys the place thereof; After a week's absence, I this day +attended Master Holbrook with some difficulty, what was last week a pond +is to-day a quag, thro' which I got safe however, & if aunt<a class += "tag" name = "tagB" id = "tagB" href = "#noteB">*</a> had known it +<span class = "pagenum">53</span> +<a name = "page53" id = "page53"> </a> +<!-- png 080 --> +was so bad, she sais she would not have sent me, but I neither wet my +feet, nor drabled my clothes, indeed I have but one garment that I could +contrive to drabble.</p> + +<p>N.B. It is 1 April.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "noteB" id = "noteB" href = "#tagB"> * </a> +Miss Green tells her aunt, that the word refer'd to begins with a +dipthong.</p> + + +<p>April 3.—Yesterday was the annual Fast, & I was at meeting +all day. Mr Hunt preach'd A.M. from Zac. vii. 4, 5, 6, 7. He +said, that if we did not mean as we said in pray's it was only a +compliment put upon God, which was a high affront to his divine Majesty. +Mr Bacon, P.M. from James v. 17. He said, "pray's, effectual & +fervent, might be, where there were no words, but there might be elegant +words where there is no prayr's. The essence of pray's consists in +offering up holy desires to God agreeable to his will,—it is the +flowing out of gracious affections—what then are the pray'rs of an +unrenewed heart that is full of enmity to God? doubtless they are an +abomination to him. What then, must not unregenerate men pray? +I answer, it is their duty to breathe out holy desires to God in +pray's. Prayer is a natural duty. Hannah pour'd out her soul before the +Lord, yet her voice +<span class = "pagenum">54</span> +<a name = "page54" id = "page54"> </a> +<!-- png 081 --> +was not heard, only her lips moved. Some grieve and complain that their +pray's are not answered, but if <i>thy will be done is</i>, as it ought +to be, in every prayer; their prayers are answer'd."</p> + +<p>The wind was high at N.E. all day yesterday, but nothing fell from +the dark clouds that overspread the heavens, till 8 o'clock last +evening, when a snow began which has continued falling ever since. The +bell being now ringing for 1 o'clock P.M. & no sign of +abatement.</p> + +<p>My aunt Deming says, that if my memory had been equal to the memory +of some of my ancestors, I might have done better justice to Mr. +Bacon's good sermon, & that if hers had been better than mine she +would have helped me. Mr Bacon <i>did</i> say what is here recorded, but +in other method.</p> + + +<p>April 6.—I made a shift to walk to meeting yesterday +morning. But there was so much water in the streets when I came home +from meeting that I got a seat in Mr Waleses chaise. My aunt walk'd home +& she sais thro' more difaculty than ever she did in her life +before. Indeed had the stream get +<span class = "pagenum">55</span> +<a name = "page55" id = "page55"> </a> +<!-- png 082 --> +up from our meeting house as it did down, we might have taken boat as we +have talk'd some times of doing to cross the street to our oposite +neighbor <i>Soley's</i> chaise. I remember some of Mr Hunts sermon, +how much will appear in my text journal.</p> + + +<p>April 7.—I visited yesterday P.M. with my aunt at Mr +Waldron's. This afternoon I am going with my aunt to visit Mrs Salisbury +who is Dr Sewall's granddaughter, I expect Miss Patty Waldow will +meet me there. It is but a little way & we can now thro' favour +cross the street without the help of a boat. I saw Miss Polly Vans +this morning. She gives her love to you. As she always does whenever I +see her. Aunt Deming is this minute come into the room, & from what +her niece has wrote last, takes the liberty to remind you, that Miss +Vans is a sister of the Old South Church, a society remarkable for +Love. Aunt Deming is sorry she has spoil'd the look of this page by her +carelessness & hopes her niece will mend its appearance in what +follows. She wishes my English had been better, but has not time to +correct more than one word.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">56</span> +<a name = "page56" id = "page56"> </a> +<!-- png 083 --> + +<p>April 9.—We made the visit refer'd to above. The company was +old Mrs Salisbury,<a class = "tag" name = "tag60" id = "tag60" href = +"#note60">60</a> Mrs Hill, (Mrs Salisbury's sister she was Miss Hannah +Sewall & is married to young Mr James Hill that us'd to live in this +house) Miss Sally Hill, Miss Polly Belcher Lyde, Miss Caty Sewall, My +Aunt & myself. Yesterday afternoon I visited Miss Polly Deming & +took her with me to Mr Rogers' in the evening where Mr Hunt discours'd +upon the 7<sup>th</sup> question of the catechism viz what are the +decrees of God? I remember a good many of his observations, which I +have got set down on a loose paper. But my aunt says that a Miss of 12 +year's old cant possibly do justice to the nicest subject in Divinity, +& therefore had better not attempt a repetition of perticulars, that +she finds lie (as may be easily concluded) somewhat confused in my +young mind. She also says, that in her poor judgment, Mr Hunt discours'd +soundly as well as ingeniously upon the subject, & very much to her +instruction & satisfaction. My Papa inform'd me in his last letter +that he had done me the honor to read my journals & that he +<span class = "pagenum">57</span> +<a name = "page57" id = "page57"> </a> +<!-- png 084 --> +approv'd of some part of them, I suppose he means that he likes +some parts better than other, indeed it would be wonderful, as aunt +says, if a gentleman of papa's understanding & judgment cou'd be +highly entertain'd with <i>every little</i> saying or observation that +came from a girl of my years & that I ought to esteem it a great +favour that he notices any of my simple matter with his +<i>approbation</i>.</p> + + +<p>April 13<sup>th</sup>.—Yesterday I walk'd to meeting all day, +the ground very dry, & when I came home from meeting in the +afternoon the Dust blew so that it almost put my eyes out. What a +difference in the space of a week. I was just going out to writing +school, but a slight rain prevented so aunt says I must make up by +writing well at home. Since I have been writing the rain is turn'd to +snow, which is now falling in a thick shower. I have now before me, +hon<sup>d</sup>. Mamma, your favor dated January 3. I am glad you +alter'd your mind when you at first thought not to write to me. +I am glad my brother made an essay for a Post Script to your +Letter. I must get him to read it to me, when he comes up, for two +<span class = "pagenum">58</span> +<a name = "page58" id = "page58"> </a> +<!-- png 085 --> +reasons, the one is because I may have the pleasure of hearing his +voice, the other because I don't understand his characters. +I observe that he is mamma's "Ducky Darling." I never again +shall believe that Mrs Huston will come up to Boston till I see her +here. I shall be very glad to see Mrs Law here & I have some +hopes of it. Mr Gannett and the things you sent by him we safely +receiv'd before I got your Letter—you say "you see I am still a +great housekeeper," I think more so than when I was with you. Truly +I answer'd Mr Law's letter as soon as I found opportunity therefor. +I shall be very glad to see Miss Jenny here & I wish she could +live with me. I hope you will answer this "viva vosa" as you say +you intend to. Pray mamma who larnt you lattan? It now rains fast, but +the sun shines, & I am glad to see it, because if it continues I am +going abroad with aunt this afternoon.</p> + + +<p>April 14<sup>th</sup>.—I went a visiting yesterday to Col. +Gridley's with my aunt. After tea Miss Becky Gridley sung a minuet. Miss +Polly Deming & I danced to her musick, +<span class = "pagenum">59</span> +<a name = "page59" id = "page59"> </a> +<!-- png 086 --> +which when perform'd was approv'd of by Mrs Gridley, Mrs Deming, Mrs +Thompson, Mrs Avery,<a class = "tag" name = "tag61" id = "tag61" href = +"#note61">61</a> Miss Sally Hill, Miss Becky Gridley, Miss Polly Gridley +& Miss Sally Winslow. Col<sup>n</sup> Gridley was out o' the room. +Col<sup>n</sup> brought in the talk of Whigs & Tories & taught +me the difference between them. I spent last evening at home. +I should have gone a visiting to day in sudbury street, but Unkle +Harry told me last night that they would be full of company. I had +the pleasure of hearing by him, that they were all well. I believe +I shall go somewhere this afternoon for I have acquaintances enough that +would be very glad to see me, as well as my sudbury street friends.</p> + + +<p>April 15<sup>th</sup>.—Yesterday I din'd at Mrs. Whitwell's +& she being going abroad, I spent the afternoon at +Mad<sup>m</sup> Harris's & the evening at home, Unkle Harry gave us +his company some part of it. I am going to Aunt Storer's as soon as +writing school is done. I shall dine with her, if she is not +engaged. It is a long time since I was there, & indeed it is a long +time since I have been able to get there. For tho' the walking has +<span class = "pagenum">60</span> +<a name = "page60" id = "page60"> </a> +<!-- png 087 --> +been pretty tolerable at the South End, it has been intolerable down in +town. And indeed till yesterday, it has been such bad walking, that I +could not get there on my feet. If she had wanted much to have seen me, +she might have sent either one of her chaises, her chariot, or her +babyhutt,<a class = "tag" name = "tag62" id = "tag62" href = +"#note62">62</a> one of which I see going by the door almost every +day.</p> + + +<p>April 16<sup>th</sup>.—I dined with Aunt Storer yesterday +& spent the afternoon very agreeably at Aunt Suky's. Aunt Storer is +not very well, but she drank tea with us, & went down to Mr +Stillman's lecture in the evening. I spent the evening with Unkle +& Aunt at Mrs Rogers's. Mr Bacon preach'd his fourth sermon from +Romans iv. 6. My cousin Charles Storer lent me Gulliver's Travels +abreviated, which aunt says I may read for the sake of perfecting myself +in reading a variety of composures. she sais farther that the piece was +desin'd as a burlesque upon the times in which it was wrote,—& +Martimas Scriblensis & Pope Dunciad were wrote with the same design +& as parts of the same work, tho' wrote by three several hands.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">61</span> +<a name = "page61" id = "page61"> </a> +<!-- png 088 --> + +<p>April 17<sup>th</sup>.—You see, Mamma, I comply with your +orders (or at least have done father's some time past) of writing +in my journal every day tho' my matters are of little importance & I +have nothing at present to communicate except that I spent yesterday +afternoon & evening at Mr Soley's. The day was very rainy. +I hope I shall at least learn to spell the word <i>yesterday</i>, +it having occur'd so frequently in these pages! (The bell is ringing for +good friday.) Last evening aunt had a letter from Unkle Pierce, he +informs her, that last Lords day morning Mrs Martin was deliver'd of a +daughter. She had been siezed the Monday before with a violent pluritick +fever, which continued when my Unkle's letter was dated 13<sup>th</sup> +instant. My Aunt Deming is affraid that poor Mrs Martin is no more. She +hopes she is reconcil'd to her father—but is affraid whether that +was so—She had try'd what was to be done that way on her late +visits to Portsmouth, & found my unkle was placably dispos'd, poor +Mrs Martin, she could not then be brought to make any acknowledgements +as she ought to have done.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">62</span> +<a name = "page62" id = "page62"> </a> +<!-- png 089 --> + +<p>April 18<sup>th</sup>.—Some time since I exchang'd a piece of +patchwork, which had been wrought in my leisure intervals, with Miss +Peggy Phillips,<a class = "tag" name = "tag63" id = "tag63" href = +"#note63">63</a> my schoolmate, for a pair of curious lace mitts with +blue flaps which I shall send, with a yard of white ribbin edg'd with +green to Miss Nancy Macky for a present. I had intended that the +patchwork should have grown large enough to have cover'd a bed when that +same live stock which you wrote me about some time since, should be +increas'd to that portion you intend to bestow upon me, should a certain +event take place. I have just now finish'd my Letter to Papa. +I had wrote to my other correspondents at Cumberland, some time +ago, all which with this I wish safe to your & their hand. +I have been carefull not to repeat in my journal any thing that I +had wrote in a Letter either to papa, you, &c. Else I should have +inform'd you of some of Bet Smith's abominations with the deserv'd +punishment she is soon to meet with. But I have wrote it to papa, so +need not repeat. I guess when this reaches you, you will be too +much engag'd in preparing to quit your +<span class = "pagenum">63</span> +<a name = "page63" id = "page63"> </a> +<!-- png 090 --> +present habitation, & will have too much upon your head & hands, +to pay much attention to this scrowl. But it may be an amusement to you +on your voyage—therefore I send it.</p> + +<p>Pray mamma, be so kind as to bring up all my journal with you. My +Papa has promised me, he will bring up my baby house with him. +I shall send you a droll figure of a young lady,<a class = "tag" +name = "tag64" id = "tag64" href = "#note64">64</a> in or under, which +you please, a tasty head Dress. It was taken from a print that came +over in one of the last ships from London. After you have sufficiently +amused yourself with it I am willing . . .</p> + + +<p>Boston April 20, 1772.—Last Saterday I seal'd up 45 pages of +Journal for Cumberland. This is a very stormy day—no going to +school. I am learning to knit lace.</p> + + +<p>April 21.—Visited at uncle Joshua Green's. I saw three +funerals from their window, poor Cap<sup>n</sup> Turner's was one.</p> + + +<p>April 22<sup>d</sup>.—I spent this evening at Miss Rogers +as usual. Mr. Hunt continued his discourse upon the 7<sup>th</sup> +question of the catechism & finish'd what he had to say +upon it.</p> + + +<p>April 23<sup>d</sup>.—This morn<sup>g</sup> early our Mr Bacon +<span class = "pagenum">64</span> +<a name = "page64" id = "page64"> </a> +<!-- png 091 --> +set out upon a tour to Maryland, he proposed to be absent 8 weeks. He +told the Church that brother Hunt would supply the pulpit till his +return. I made a visit this afternoon with cousin Sally at Dr. +Phillip's.</p> + + +<p>April 24<sup>th</sup>.—I drank tea at Aunt Suky's. Aunt +Storer was there, she seemed to be in charming good health & +spirits. My cousin Charles Green seems to grow a little fat pritty boy +but he is very light. My aunt Storer lent me 3 of cousin Charles' books +to read, viz.—The puzzeling cap, the female Oraters & the +history of Gaffer too-shoes.<a class = "tag" name = "tag65" id = "tag65" +href = "#note65">65</a></p> + + +<p>April 25<sup>th</sup>.—I learn't three stitches upon net +work to-day.</p> + + +<p>April 27<sup>th</sup>.—I din'd at Aunt Storer's & +spent the P.M. at aunt Suky's.</p> + + +<p>April 28<sup>th</sup>.—This P.M. I am visited by Miss +Glover, Miss Draper & Miss Soley. My aunt abroad.</p> + + +<p>April 29<sup>th</sup>.—Tomorrow, if the weather be good, +I am to set out for Marshfield.</p> + + +<!-- png 092 --> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_hannah" id = "pic_hannah"> </a> +<img src = "images/hannah.png" width = "298" height = "415" +alt = "Hannah (Mrs. Ebenezer) Storer"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +MRS. EBENEZER STORER</p> + + +<p>May 11.—The morning after I wrote above, I sat out for +Marshfield. I had the pleasure of drinking tea with aunt Thomas the +same day, the family all well, but Mr G +<span class = "pagenum">65</span> +<a name = "page65" id = "page65"> </a> +<!-- png 093 --> +who seems to be near the end of the journey of life. I visited +General Winslow<a class = "tag" name = "tag66" id = "tag66" href = +"#note66">66</a> & his son, the Dr., spent 8 days very agreeably +with my friends at Marshfield, & returned on saterday last in good +health & gay spirits which I still enjoy. The 2 first days I was at +Marshfield, the heat was extream & uncommon for the season. It ended +on saterday evening with a great thunder storm. The air has been very +cool ever since. My aunt Deming observ'd a great deal of lightning in +the south, but there was neither thunder, rain nor clouds in Boston.</p> + + +<p>May 16.—Last Wednesday Bet Smith was set upon the gallows. She +behav'd with great impudence. Thursday I danc'd a minuet & country +dances at school, after which I drank tea with aunt Storer. To day I am +somewhat out of sorts, a little sick at my stomach.</p> + + +<p>23<sup>d</sup>.—I followed my schools every day this week, +thursday I din'd at aunt Storer's & spent the P.M. there.</p> + + +<p>25.—I was not at meeting yesterday, Unkle & Aunt say +they had very good Fish at the O.S. I have got very sore eyes.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">66</span> +<a name = "page66" id = "page66"> </a> +<!-- png 094 --> + +<p>June 1<sup>st</sup>.—All last week till saterday was very cold +& rainy. Aunt Deming kept me within doors, there were no schools on +account of the Election of Councellers,<a class = "tag" name = "tag67" +id = "tag67" href = "#note67">67</a> & other public doings; with one +eye (for t'other was bound up) I saw the governer & his train +of life guard &c. ride by in state to Cambridge. I form'd +Letters last week to suit cousin Sally & aunt Thomas, but my eyes +were so bad aunt would not let me coppy but one of them. Monday being +Artillery Election<a class = "tag" name = "tag68" id = "tag68" href = +"#note68">68</a> I went to see the hall, din'd at aunt Storer's, took a +walk in the P.M. Unkle laid down the commission he took up last year. Mr +Handcock invited the whole company into his house in the afternoon & +treated them very genteelly & generously, with cake, wine, &c. +There were 10 corn baskets of the feast (at the Hall) sent to the +prison & almshouse.</p> + + +<p>4<sup>th</sup>.—From June 1 when I wrote last there has nothing +extraordinary happen'd till today the whole regiment muster'd upon the +common. Mr Gannett, aunt & myself went up into the common, & +there saw Cap<sup>t</sup> Water's, Cap<sup>t</sup> Paddock's, +Cap<sup>t</sup> Peirce's, Cap<sup>t</sup> Eliot's, +<span class = "pagenum">67</span> +<a name = "page67" id = "page67"> </a> +<!-- png 095 --> +Cap<sup>t</sup> Barret's, Cap<sup>t</sup> Gay's, Cap<sup>t</sup> May's, +Cap<sup>t</sup> Borington's & Cap<sup>t</sup> Stimpson's company's +exercise. From there, we went into King street to Col Marshal's<a class += "tag" name = "tag69" id = "tag69" href = "#note69">69</a> where we saw +all of them prettily exercise & fire. Mr. Gannett din'd with us. On +Sabbath-day evening 7 June My Hon<sup>d</sup> Papa, Mamma, little +Brother, cousin H. D. Thomas, Miss Jenny Allen, & Mrs Huston +arriv'd here from Cumberland, all in good health, to the great joy of +all their friends, myself in particular—they sail'd from +Cumberland the 1<sup>st</sup> instant, in the evening.</p> + +<!-- gap of 2 1/2 months --> + +<p>Aug. 18.—Many avocations have prevented my keeping my journal +so exactly as heretofore, by which means a pleasant visit to the +peacock, my Papa's & mamma's journey to Marshfield &c. have been +omitted. The 6 instant Mr Sam<sup>l</sup> Jarvis was married to Miss +Suky Peirce, & on the 13th I made her a visit in company with mamma +& many others. The bride was dress'd in a white satin night gound.<a +class = "tag" name = "tag70" id = "tag70" href = "#note70">70</a></p> + + +<p>27.—Yesterday I heard an account of a cat of 17 years old, that +has just recovered of the meazels. This same cat it is said had the +small pox 8 years ago!</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">68</span> +<a name = "page68" id = "page68"> </a> +<!-- png 096 --> + +<p>28.—I spent the P.M. & eve at aunt Suky's very +agreeably with aunt Pierce's young ladies viz. Miss Johnson, Miss +Walker, Miss Polly & Miss Betsey Warton, (of Newport) Miss +Betsey is just a fortnight wanting 1 day older than I am, who I became +acquainted with that P.M. Papa, Mamma, Unkle & aunt Storer, Aunt +Pierce & Mr & Mrs Jarvis was there. There were 18 at supper +besides a great many did not eat any. Mrs Jarvis sang after supper. My +brother Johny has got over the measels.</p> + + +<p>Sept. 1.—Last evening after meeting, Mrs Bacon was brought to +bed of a fine daughter. But was very ill. She had fits.</p> + + +<p>September 7.—Yesterday afternoon Mr Bacon baptiz'd his daughter +by the name of Elizabeth Lewis. It is a pretty looking child. Mrs +Whitwell is like to loose her Henry Harris. He is very ill.</p> + + +<p>8.—I visited with mamma at cousin Rogers'. There was a +good many.</p> + + +<p>14.—Very busy all day, went into the common in the afternoon to +see training. It was very prettyly perform'd.</p> + + +<p>18.—My Papa, aunt Deming, cousin Rogers, +<span class = "pagenum">69</span> +<a name = "page69" id = "page69"> </a> +<!-- png 097 --> +& Miss Betsey Gould set out for Portsmouth. I went over to +Charlestown with them, after they were gone, I came back, & +rode up from the ferry in Mrs Rogers' chaise; it drop'd me at Unkle +Storer's gate, where I spent the day. My brother was very sick.</p> + + +<p>Sep<sup>r</sup> 17. 18.—Spent the days at aunt Storer's, the +nights at home.</p> + + +<p>19.—Went down in the morn<sup>g</sup> & spent the day & +night there. My brother better than he was.</p> + + +<p>20.—Sabbath day. I went to hear Mr Stilman<a class = "tag" +name = "tag71" id = "tag71" href = "#note71">71</a> all day, I like +him very much. I don't wonder so many go to hear him.</p> + + +<p>21<sup>st</sup>.—Mr. Sawyer, Mr Parks, & Mrs Chatbourn, +din'd at aunt Storer's. I went to dancing in the afternoon. Miss +Winslow & Miss Allen visited there.</p> + + +<p>22<sup>d</sup>.—The king's coronation day. In the evening I +went with mamma to Col<sup>n</sup> Marshal's in King Street to see the +fireworks.</p> + + +<p>23<sup>d</sup>.—I din'd at aunt Suky's with Mr & Mrs +Hooper<a class = "tag" name = "tag72" id = "tag72" href = +"#note72">72</a> of Marblehead. In the afternoon I went over to see Miss +Betsy Winslow. When I came back I had the pleasure to meet papa. +I came home in the evening to +<span class = "pagenum">70</span> +<a name = "page70" id = "page70"> </a> +<!-- png 098 --> +see aunt Deming. Unkle Winslow sup'd here.</p> + + +<p>24.—Papa cal'd here in the morn<sup>g</sup>. Nothing else worth +noticeing.</p> + + +<p>25.—Very pleasant. Unkle Ned cal'd here. Little Henry Harris +was buried this afternoon.</p> + + +<p>26. 27.—Nothing extraordinary yesterday & to day.</p> + + +<p>28.—My papa & unkle Winslow spent the evening here.</p> + + +<p>29. 30.—Very stormy. Miss Winslow & I read out the Generous +Inconstant, & have begun Sir Charles +Grandison. . . .</p> + +<!-- gap of 8 months --> + +<p>May 25.—Nothing remarkable since the preceding date. Whenever I +have omited a school my aunt has directed me to sit it down here, so +when you dont see a memorandum of that kind, you may conclude that I +have paid my compliments to mess<sup>rs</sup> Holbrook & Turner +(to the former you see to very little purpose) & mrs Smith as +usual. The Miss Waldow's I mentioned in a former are Mr. Danl Waldo's +daughters (very pretty misses) their mamma was Miss Becca Salisbury.<a +class = "tag" name = "tag73" id = "tag73" href = "#note73">73</a> After +making a short visit with my Aunt at Mrs +<span class = "pagenum">71</span> +<a name = "page71" id = "page71"> </a> +<!-- png 099 --> +Green's, over the way, yesterday towards evening, I took a walk +with cousin Sally to see the good folks in Sudbury Street, & found +them all well. I had my HEDDUS roll on, aunt Storer said it ought +to be made less, Aunt Deming said it ought not to be made at all. It +makes my head itch, & ach, & burn like anything Mamma. This +famous roll is not made <i>wholly</i> of a red <i>Cow Tail</i>, but is a +mixture of that, & horsehair (very course) & a little human hair +of yellow hue, that I suppose was taken out of the back part of an old +wig. But D—— made it (our head) all carded together and +twisted up. When it first came home, aunt put it on, & my new cap on +it, she then took up her apron & mesur'd me, & from the roots of +my hair on my forehead to the top of my notions, I mesur'd above an +inch longer than I did downwards from the roots of my hair to the end of +my chin. Nothing renders a young person more amiable than virtue & +modesty without the help of fals hair, red <i>Cow tail</i>, or +D—— (the barber).<a class = "tag" name = "tag74" id = +"tag74" href = "#note74">74</a> Now all this mamma, I have just +been reading over to my aunt. She is pleas'd with my whimsical +description & grave (half +<span class = "pagenum">72</span> +<a name = "page72" id = "page72"> </a> +<!-- png 100 --> +grave) improvement, & hopes a little fals English will not spoil the +whole with Mamma. Rome was not built in a day.</p> + + +<p>31<sup>st</sup> May.—Monday last I was at the factory to see a +piece of cloth cousin Sally spun for a summer coat for unkle. After +viewing the work we recollected the room we sat down in was Libberty +Assembly Hall, otherwise called factory hall, so Miss Gridley & I +did ourselves the Honour of dancing a minuet in it. On tuesday I made +Mrs Smith my morning & p.m. visits as usual, neither Mr. Holbrook +nor Turner have any school this week, nor till tuesday next. +I spent yesterday with my friends in sudbury St. Cousin Frank has +got a fever, aunt Storer took an emmetick while I was there, cousin +Betsy had violent pains almost all the forenoon. Last tuesday Miss +Ursula Griswold, daughter of the right Hon. Matthew Griswold Esq +governer of one of his Majesty's provinces, was made one of our family, +& I have the honor of being her chambermade. I have just been +reading over what I wrote to the company present, & have got myself +laughed at for my ignorance. It seems I should have said the daughter of +<span class = "pagenum">73</span> +<a name = "page73" id = "page73"> </a> +<!-- png 101 --> +the Hon Lieu<sup>t</sup>. Governor of Connecticutt. Mrs Dixon lodg'd at +Capn Mitchell's. She is gone to Connecticutt long since.</p> + + +<p>31 May.—I spent the afternoon at unkle Joshua's. +yesterday, after tea I went to see how aunt Storer did. I found her +well at Unkle Frank's. Mr Gerrish & wife of Halifax I had the +pleasure to meet there, the latter sends love to you. Indeed Mamma, till +I receiv'd your last favour, I never heard a word about the little +basket &c. which I sent to brother Johny last fall. I suppose +Harry had so much to write about cotton, that he forgot what was of more +consequence. Dear Mamma, what name has Mr Bent given his Son? something +like Nehemiah, or Jehoshaphat, I suppose, it must be an odd name +(our head indeed, Mamma.) Aunt says she hopes it a'nt Baal Gad, & +she also says that I am a little simpleton for making my note within the +brackets above, because, when I omit to do it, Mamma will think I have +the help of somebody else's head but, N.B. for herself she utterly +disclames having either her head or hand concern'd in this curious +journal, except where the writing makes it manifest. So much for this +matter.</p> + +</div> + +<span class = "pagenum">74</span> +<a name = "page74" id = "page74"> </a> +<!-- png 102 --> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "pic_paper" id = "pic_paper"> </a> +<img src = "images/cut_paper.png" width = "467" height = "424" +alt = "cut paper"></p> + +<p class = "caption"> +CUT-PAPER PICTURE</p> + +<div class = "notes"> + +<span class = "pagenum">75</span> +<a name = "page75" id = "page75"> </a> +<!-- png 103 --> + +<h4><a name = "notes" id = "notes">NOTES.</a></h4> + +<hr class = "tiny"> + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note1" id = "note1" href = "#tag1">Note 1.</a></p> + +<p>Aunt Deming was Sarah, the oldest child of John Winslow and Sarah +Peirce, and therefore sister of Joshua Winslow, Anna Green Winslow's +father. She was born August 2, 1722, died March 10, 1788. She married +John West, and after his death married, on February 27, 1752, John +Deming. He was a respectable and intelligent Boston citizen, but not a +wealthy man. He was an ensign in the Ancient and Honorable Artillery in +1771, and a deacon of the Old South Church in 1769, both of which +offices were patents of nobility in provincial Boston. They lived in +Central Court, leading out of Washington Street, just south of Summer +Street. Aunt Deming eked out a limited income in a manner dear to Boston +gentlewomen in those and in later days; she took young ladies to board +while they attended Boston schools. Advertisements in colonial +newspapers of "Board and half-board for young ladies" were not rare, and +many good old New England names are seen in these advertisements. Aunt +Deming was a woman of much judgment, as is shown in the pages of this +diary; of much power of graphic description, as is +<span class = "pagenum">76</span> +<a name = "page76" id = "page76"> </a> +<!-- png 104 --> +proved by a short journal written for her niece, Sally Coverly, and +letters of hers which are still preserved. She died childless.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note2" id = "note2" href = "#tag2">Note 2.</a></p> + +<p>Cumberland was the home in Nova Scotia of Anna Green Winslow's +parents, where her father held the position of commissary to the British +regiments stationed there. George Green, Anna's uncle, writing to Joseph +Green, at Paramaribo, on July 23, 1770, said: "Mr. Winslow & wife +still remain at Cumberland, have one son & one daughter, the last +now at Boston for schooling, &c." So, at the date of the first entry +in the diary, Anna had been in Boston probably about a year and a +half.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note3" id = "note3" href = "#tag3">Note 3.</a></p> + +<p>Anna Green Winslow had doubtless heard much talk about this Rev. John +Bacon, the new minister at the Old South Church, for much had been said +about him in the weekly press: whether he should have an ordination +dinner or not, and he did not; accounts of his ordination; and then +notice of the sale of his sermons in the <i>Boston Gazette</i>.</p> + +<p>All Mr. Bacon's parishioners did not share Anna's liking for him; he +found himself at the Old South in sorely troubled waters. He made a most +unpropitious and trying entrance at best, through succeeding the beloved +Joseph Sewall, who had preached to Old South listeners for fifty-six +years. He came to town a stranger. When, a month later, Governor +Hutchinson +<span class = "pagenum">77</span> +<a name = "page77" id = "page77"> </a> +<!-- png 105 --> +issued his annual Thanksgiving Proclamation, there was placed therein an +"exceptionable clause" that was very offensive to Boston patriots, +relating to the continuance of civil and religious liberties. It had +always been the custom to have the Proclamation read by the ministers in +the Boston churches for the two Sundays previous to Thanksgiving Day, +but the ruling governor very cannily managed to get two Boston clergymen +to read his proclamation the third Sunday before the appointed day, when +all the church members, being unsuspectingly present, had to listen to +the unwelcome words. One of these clerical instruments of gubernatorial +diplomacy and craft was John Bacon. Samuel Adams wrote bitterly of him, +saying, "He performed this servile task a week before the time, when the +people were not aware of it." The <i>Boston Gazette</i> of November 11 +commented severely on Mr. Bacon's action, and many of his congregation +were disgusted with him, and remained after the service to talk the +Proclamation and their unfortunate new minister over.</p> + +<p>It might have been offered, one might think, as some excuse, that he +had so recently come from Maryland, and was probably unacquainted with +the intenseness of Massachusetts politics; and that he had also been a +somewhat busy and preoccupied man during his six weeks' presence in +Boston, for he had been marrying a wife,—or rather a widow. In the +<i>Boston Evening Post</i> of November 11, 1771, I read this +notice: "Married, the Rev'd John Bacon to Mrs. Elizabeth Cummings, +daughter of Ezekiel Goldthwait, Esq."</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">78</span> +<a name = "page78" id = "page78"> </a> +<!-- png 106 --> + +<p>He retained his pastorate, however, in spite of his early mistake, +through anxious tea-party excitement and forlorn war-threatened days, +till 1775, with but scant popularity and slight happiness, with bitter +differences of opinion with his people over atonement and imputation, +and that ever-present stumbling-block to New England +divines,—baptism under the Half Covenant,—till he was asked +to resign.</p> + +<p>Nor did he get on over smoothly with his fellow minister, John Hunt. +In a curious poem of the day, called "Boston Ministers" (which is +reprinted in the <i>New England Historical and Genealogical Register</i> +of April, 1859), these verses appear:—</p> + +<p class = "poem pair"> +At Old South there's a jarring pair,<br> +If I am not mistaken,</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +One may descry with half an eye<br> +That Hunt is far from Bacon.</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +Wise Hunt can trace out means of grace<br> +As leading to conversion,</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +But Hopkins scheme is Bacons theme,<br> +And strange is his assertion.</p> + +<p>It mattered little, however, that Parson Bacon had to leave the Old +South, for that was soon no longer a church, but a riding school for the +British troops.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bacon retired, after his dismissal, to Canterbury, Conn., his +birthplace. His friendly intimacy with Mrs. Deming proved of value to +her, for when she left Boston, in April, 1775, at the time of the +closing of the city gates, she met Mr. Bacon in Providence. She says in +her journal:—</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">79</span> +<a name = "page79" id = "page79"> </a> +<!-- png 107 --> + +<p>"Towards evening Mr & M<sup>rs</sup> Bacon, with their daughter, +came into town. M<sup>r</sup> Bacon came to see me. Enquir'd into my +designs, &c. I told him truely I did not know what to do. That +I had thot of giting farther into the country. Of trying to place Sally +in some family where she might earn her board, & to do something +like it for Lucinda, or put her out upon wages. That when I left the +plain I had some faint hope I might hear from Mr Deming while I +continued at Providence, but that I had little of that hope remaining. +M<sup>r</sup> Bacon advised me to go into Connecticutt, the very thing I +was desirous of. Mr Bacon sd that he would advise me for the present to +go to Canterbury, his native place. That he would give me a Letter to +his Sister, who would receive me kindly & treat me tenderly, & +that he would follow me there in a few days."</p> + +<p>This advice Mrs. Deming took, and made Canterbury her temporary +home.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bacon did not again take charge of a parish. After the Revolution +he became a magistrate, went to the legislature, became judge of the +court of common pleas, and a member of congress. He did not wholly give +up his disputatious ways, if we can judge from the books written by and +to him, one of the latter being, "A Droll, a Deist, and a John +Bacon, Master of Arts, Gently Reprimanded."</p> + +<p>His wife, who was born in 1733, and died in Stockbridge in 1821, was +the daughter of Ezekiel Goldthwait, a Tory citizen of Boston, +a register of deeds, and a wealthy merchant. A portrait of +Mrs. Bacon, +<span class = "pagenum">80</span> +<a name = "page80" id = "page80"> </a> +<!-- png 108 --> +painted by Copley, is remarkable for its brilliant eyes and beautiful +hands and arms.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note4" id = "note4" href = "#tag4">Note 4.</a></p> + +<p>Rev. John Hunt was born in Northampton, November 20, 1744. He was a +Harvard graduate in the class of 1764, a classmate of Caleb Strong +and John Scollay. He was installed colleague-pastor of the Old South +Church with John Bacon in 1771. He found it a most trying position. He +was of an amiable and gentle disposition, and the poem on "Boston +Ministers" asserted that he "most friends with sisters made." Another +Boston rhymester called him "puny John from Northampton, +a meek-mouth moderate man." When the gates of Boston were closed in +1775, after the battle of Lexington, he returned to Northampton, and +died there of consumption, December 20, 1775. A full account of his +life is given in <i>Sprague's Annals of the American Pulpit</i>. See +also <a href = "#note3">Note 3</a>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note5" id = "note5" href = "#tag5">Note 5.</a></p> + +<p>"Unkle and Aunt Winslow" were Mr. and Mrs. John Winslow. He was the +brother of Joshua Winslow, was born March, 1725-26, died September 29, +1773, in Boston. He was married, on March 12, 1752, to Elizabeth Mason +(born September, 1723, died January, 1780). They had five children: +I. Gen. John Winslow, born September 26, 1753, married Ann Gardner, +May 21, 1782, died November 29, 1819. II. Sarah, born April 12, +1755, married Deacon +<span class = "pagenum">81</span> +<a name = "page81" id = "page81"> </a> +<!-- png 109 --> +Samuel Coverly, of Boston, on November 27, 1787, died April 3, 1804. See +<a href = "#note13">Note 13</a>. III. Henry, born January 11, 1757, +died October 13, 1766. IV. Elizabeth, born November 28, 1759, died +September 8, 1760. V. Elizabeth, born September 14, 1760, married +John Holland, died November 21, 1795.</p> + +<p>Gen. John Winslow was the favorite nephew of Joshua Winslow and of +his wife, and largely inherited their property. He remained in Boston +through the siege, and preserved the communion plate of the Old South +Church by burying it in his uncle Mason's cellar. He was an ardent +patriot, and it is said that his uncle Joshua threatened to hang him if +he caught him during the Revolutionary War. The nephew answered, "No +catchee—no hangee, Uncle;" but did have the contrary fortune of +capturing the uncle, whom he released on parole. He was the sixth signer +and first treasurer of the Society of the Cincinnati. General Winslow's +daughter, Mary Ann Winslow, born in 1790, lived till 1882, and from her +were obtained many of the facts given in these notes.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note6" id = "note6" href = "#tag6">Note 6.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Soley was Hannah Soley, daughter of John Soley and Hannah Carey, +who were married October 11, 1759. Hannah Soley was born June 5, 1762, +and married W. G. McCarty.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note7" id = "note7" href = "#tag7">Note 7.</a></p> + +<p>William and Samuel Whitwell and their families were members of the +Old South Church, and all were +<span class = "pagenum">82</span> +<a name = "page82" id = "page82"> </a> +<!-- png 110 --> +friends of the Winslows and Demings. William Whitwell was born September +3, 1714, died April 10, 1795. He was a prosperous merchant, an estimable +and useful citizen, and church member. His first wife was Rebecca +Keayne, his second Elizabeth Scott (or Swett), who died May 13, +1771; his third, the widow of Royal Tyler. The Mrs. Whitwell here +referred to must have been Mrs. Samuel Whitwell, for William Whitwell +just at that interval was a widower. Samuel Whitwell was born December +17, <span class = "smallroman">O.S.</span> 1717, died June 8, 1801. His +first wife was Elizabeth Kelsey; his second, Sarah Wood; his third, Mary +Smith.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note8" id = "note8" href = "#tag8">Note 8.</a></p> + +<p>Polly Deming was a niece of John Deming.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note9" id = "note9" href = "#tag9">Note 9.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Polly Glover was Mary Glover, born in Boston, October 12, 1758, +baptized at the Old South Church, married to Deacon James Morrell, of +the Old South, on April 23, 1778, and died April 3, 1842. She was the +daughter of Nathaniel Glover (who was born May 16, 1704, in Dorchester; +died December, 1773), and his wife, Anne Simpson. They were married in +1750. Nathaniel Glover was a graduate of Harvard, and a wealthy man; +partner first of Thomas Hancock, and then of John Hancock.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note10" id = "note10" href = "#tag10">Note 10.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Bessy Winslow was Elizabeth, Anna's cousin, who was then about +ten years old. See <a href = "#note5">Note 5</a>.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">83</span> +<a name = "page83" id = "page83"> </a> +<!-- png 111 --> + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note11" id = "note11" href = "#tag11">Note 11.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Nancy or Anne Glover was Mary Glover's sister. See <a href = +"#note9">Note 9</a>. She was born in Boston, March 28, 1753, baptized in +the Old South Church, died in Roxbury, August, 1797. She married Samuel +Whitwell, Jr., son of Samuel Whitwell, a prominent Boston merchant. +See <a href = "#note7">Note 7</a>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note12" id = "note12" href = "#tag12">Note 12.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Sally Winslow was Sarah, daughter of John Winslow (see +Note 5), and was, therefore, Anna's cousin. She was born April 12, +1755, died April 3, 1804. She married, November 27, 1787, Samuel +Coverly, deacon of the Old South Church. She was the Sally Coverly for +whom Mrs. Deming's journal was written. Several of Sally Coverly's +letters still exist, and are models of elegant penmanship and correct +spelling, and redound to the credit of her writing teacher, Master +Holbrook. All the d's and y's and t's end with elaborately twisted +little curls. A careful margin of an inch is left on every side. +The letters speak so plainly of the formal honor and respect paid by all +well-bred persons of the day to their elders, even though familiar +kinsfolk, that I quote one, which contains much family news:—</p> + +<p align = "right"> +<span class = "smallcaps">Boston</span>, Feb. 17th, 1780.</p> + +<p>I thank you my dear Aunt for your kind Epistles of April 9th +& Nov'r 10th, the kind interestedness you yet continue to take in my +concerns merits the warmest returns of Gratitude.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">84</span> +<a name = "page84" id = "page84"> </a> +<!-- png 112 --> + +<p>The Particular circumstances you wish to know I shall with pleasure +inform you of—Mr. Coverly is the youngest son of a Worthy Citizen +late of this town but his Parents are now no more. His age is +thirty-five. His Occupation a Shopkeeper who imports his own goods. And +if you should wish to know who of your acquaintance he resembles, Madam, +I would answer He has been taken for our Minister Mr Eckley, by +whom we were married in my Aunt Demings sick chamber the 27th of Nov'r +last twelve months since. He has two Brothers who both reside in town. +I have been remarkably favor'd the last year as to my health & +we are blest likewise with a fine little Daughter between 4 & 5 +months old, very healthy, which we have named Elizabeth for its +Grandmamas and an Aunt of each side. My Brother call'd today & +inform'd me that M<sup>r</sup> Powell intended setting out tomorrow for +Quebeck & left a Letter for you which I shall send with this. He is +almost if not quite as big as my uncle was last time I saw him—he +was well & his family, he has three sons, the youngest about eleven +months old, he has buried one.</p> + +<p>In your last you mention both my Uncle & yourself as not enjoying +so great a share of health. I hope by this time you have each +regain'd that blessing more perfectly. Be pleased with him My Dear Aunt +to accept My Duty in which Mr Coverly joins me.</p> + +<p>My Sister was very well last week & her son John who is a fine +child about 3 months old. Capt. Holland has purchas'd a house near fort +hill which has +<span class = "pagenum">85</span> +<a name = "page85" id = "page85"> </a> +<!-- png 113 --> +remov'd her to a greater distance from me. She is now gone to the +West-indies, she is connected in a family that are all very fond of her. +We expect soon to remove. M<sup>r</sup> Coverly has taken a lease of a +house for some years belonging to M<sup>r</sup> John Amory, you will +please to direct your next for us in Cornhill N<sup>o</sup> 10, +I shall have the pleasure of your friend M<sup>rs</sup> Whitwell +for my next neighbor there. I had not the pleasure of seeing +M<sup>r</sup> Freeman whiles here altho' I expected it, as his brother +promis'd to wait on him here.</p> + +<p>In one of your kind Epistles, Madam, you mention'd some of your +Movables which you would wish me to take possession of which were at my +Uncle Demings. The Memorandum you did not send me & my Uncle Deming +has none nor knows of any thing but a great wheel.</p> + +<p>He is now maried to the Widow Sebry who is very much lik'd and +appears to be a Gentlewoman, they were very well today. My Aunt Mason +was to see me a few weeks since with M<sup>rs</sup> Coburn +M<sup>rs</sup> Scolly & Miss Becky Scolly from Middleborough. +M<sup>rs</sup> Scolly has since married her youngest daughter to +M<sup>r</sup> Prentice, Minister of Medfield.</p> + +<p>Please to give my Love to Cousin Sally Deming if she is yet with you +I hope she has regain'd her usual health. I should be very glad to +be inform'd how her Mamma is & where & her family.</p> + +<p>Be pleased to continue your Indulgence, as your +<span class = "pagenum">86</span> +<a name = "page86" id = "page86"> </a> +<!-- png 114 --> +Epistles My Dear Aunt will at all times be most gratefully +receiv'd by</p> + +<p class = "inset4">Y<sup>r</sup> Oblidg'd Niece</p> + +<p class = "inset6">Sarah Coverly.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note13" id = "note13" href = "#tag13">Note 13.</a></p> + +<p>Josiah Waters, Jr., was the son of Josiah and Abigail Dawes Waters. +The latter lived to be ninety-five years old. Josiah Sr. was a captain +in the Artillery Company in 1769, and Josiah Jr. in 1791. The latter +married, on March 14, 1771, Mary, daughter of William and Elizabeth +Whitwell. See <a href = "#note7">Note 7</a>. Their child, Josiah Waters, +tertius, born December 29, 1771, lived till August 4, 1818. He was a +Latin School boy, and in the class with Josiah Quincy at Harvard.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note14" id = "note14" href = "#tag14">Note 14.</a></p> + +<p>The life of this slave-girl Lucinda was a fair example of the gentle +form of slavery which existed till this century in our New England +States. From an old paper written by a daughter of Gen. John Winslow, +I quote her description of this girl:—</p> + +<p>"Lucinda was born in Africa and purchased by M<sup>rs</sup> Deming +when she was about seven years of age. She was cherished with care and +affection by the family, and at Mrs. Demings death was 'given her +freedom.' From that time she chose to make her home with 'Master John' +(the late Gen. John Winslow, of Boston), a nephew of M<sup>rs</sup> +Demings—at his house she died after some years. The friends +<span class = "pagenum">87</span> +<a name = "page87" id = "page87"> </a> +<!-- png 115 --> +of the Winslow family attended her funeral; her pastor the Rev +D<sup>r</sup> Eckley of the Old South and Gen. W. walking next the +hearse as chief mourners. A few articles belonging to her are +preserved in the family as memorials of one who was a beloved member of +the household in the olden time."</p> + +<p>Lucinda figures in Mrs. Deming's account of her escape from besieged +Boston in 1775, and was treated with as much consideration as was Sally, +the niece; for her mistress remained behind for a time at Wrentham; +rather than to allow Lucinda to ride outside the coach in the rain.</p> + +<p>In a letter written by Sally Coverly, August 6, 1795, to Mrs. Joshua +Winslow, at Quebec, she says: "You enquire about Lucinda, she is very +much gratified by it. She has lived with my Brother this ten years and +is very good help in their family."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note15" id = "note15" href = "#tag15">Note 15.</a></p> + +<p>The "Miss Sheafs" were Nancy and Mary Sheaffe, youngest daughters of +William Sheaffe, who had recently died, leaving a family of four sons +and six daughters. He had been deputy collector of customs under Joseph +Harrison, the last royal collector of the port. He left his family +penniless, and a small shop was stocked by friends for Mrs Sheaffe. +I have often seen her advertisements in Boston newspapers.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Sheaffe was Susanna Child, daughter of Thomas Child, an +Englishman, one of the founders of Trinity Church. She lived till 1811. +The ten children grew up to fill dignified positions in life. +<span class = "pagenum">88</span> +<a name = "page88" id = "page88"> </a> +<!-- png 116 --> +One son was Sir Roger Hale Sheaffe. Susanna, at the age of fifteen, made +a most romantic runaway match with an English officer, Capt. Ponsonby +Molesworth. Margaret married John R. Livingstone; she was a great +beauty. Lafayette, on his return to France, sent her a satin cardinal +lined with ermine, and an elegant gown. Helen married James Lovell. (See +<a href = "#note52">Note 52</a>.) Nancy, or Anne Sheaffe, married, in +September, 1786, John Erving, Jr., a nephew of Governor Shirley, +and died young, leaving three children,—Maria, Frances, and Major +John Erving. Mary married Benj. Cutler, high sheriff of Boston, and died +December 8, 1784, leaving no children. These Sheaffes were nearly all +buried in the Child tomb in Trinity Church.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note16" id = "note16" href = "#tag16">Note 16.</a></p> + +<p>Governor Matthew Griswold was born March 25, 1714, died April 28, +1799. He married, on Nov. 10, 1743, his second cousin, Ursula Wolcott, +daughter of Gov. Roger Wolcott. A very amusing story is told of +their courtship. Governor Griswold in early life wished to marry a young +lady in Durham, Conn. She was in love with a physician, whom she hoped +would propose to her, and in the mean time was unwilling to give up her +hold upon her assured lover. At last the governor, tired of being held +in an uncertainty, pressed her for a definite answer. She pleaded that +she wished for more time, when he rose with dignity and answered her, +"I will give you a lifetime." This experience made him extremely +shy, +<span class = "pagenum">89</span> +<a name = "page89" id = "page89"> </a> +<!-- png 117 --> +and when thrown with his cousin Ursula he made no advance towards +love-making. At last when she was nineteen and he ten years older she +began asking him on every occasion, "What did you say, Cousin Matthew?" +and he would answer her quietly, "Nothing." At last she asked him +impatiently, "What did you say, Cousin Matthew?" and when he answered +again "Nothing," she replied sharply, "Well, it's time you +did,"—and <i>he did</i>.</p> + +<p>Their daughter Ursula, the visitor at Mrs. Deming's, was born April +13, 1754, and was a great beauty. She married, in November 22, 1777, her +third cousin, Lynde McCurdy, of Norwich, Conn.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note17" id = "note17" href = "#tag17">Note 17.</a></p> + +<p>"Unkle Joshua" was Joshua Green, born in Boston, May 17, 1731, +"Monday 1/2 past 9 oclock in the morn<sup>g</sup>" and died in Wendell, +Mass., on September 2, 1811. He attended the Boston Latin School in +1738, and was in the class of 1749 at Harvard. He married, as did his +brother and sister, a Storer—Hannah, daughter of Ebenezer and +Mary Edwards Storer—on October 7, 1762. After his marriage he +lived in Court Street, the third house south of Hanover Street. His wife +Hannah was for many years before and after her marriage—as was her +mother—the intimate friend and correspondent of Abigail Adams, +wife of John Adams. Some of their letters may be found in the <i>Account +of Percival and Ellen Green and Some of their Descendants</i>, written +by Hon. Samuel Abbott Green, who is a great-grandson of Joshua and +Hannah Green.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">90</span> +<a name = "page90" id = "page90"> </a> +<!-- png 118 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note18" id = "note18" href = "#tag18">Note 18.</a></p> + +<p>Madam Storer was Mary Edwards Storer, the widow of Ebenezer Storer, +a Boston merchant. She was the mother of Anna's uncle Ebenezer +Storer, of her aunt Hannah Storer Green, and of her aunt Mary Storer +Green. See Notes <a href = "#note19">19</a>, <a href = "#note32">32</a>, +<a href = "#note59">59</a>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note19" id = "note19" href = "#tag19">Note 19.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Caty Vans was the granddaughter of Hugh Vans, a merchant of +Boston, who became a member of the Old South Church in 1728. He was born +in Ayr, Scotland, in 1699. He married Mary Pemberton, daughter of Rev. +Ebenezer Pemberton, and died in Boston in 1763. They had four sons, +John, Ebenezer, Samuel, and William. One of the first three was the +father of Caty Vans, who was born January 18, 1770. There are frequent +references to her throughout the diary, but I know nothing of her life. +William Vans married Mary Clarke, of Salem, and had one son, William, +and one daughter, Rebecca, who married Captain Jonathan Carnes. The Vans +family Bible is in the library of the Essex Institute.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note20" id = "note20" href = "#tag20">Note 20.</a></p> + +<p>In the cordial hatred of the Puritans for Christmas Anna heartily +joined. It was not till this century that in New England cheerful +merriment and the universal exchange of gifts marked the day as a real +holiday.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">91</span> +<a name = "page91" id = "page91"> </a> +<!-- png 119 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note21" id = "note21" href = "#tag21">Note 21.</a></p> + +<p>"Aunt Sukey" was Susanna Green, born July 26, 1744, died November 10, +1775. She married, on October 18, 1769, her cousin, Francis Green. The +little child Charles, of whom Anna writes, proved to be a deaf-mute, and +was drowned near Halifax in 1787. Francis Green had two deaf-mute +children by a second wife, and became prominent afterwards in +Massachusetts for his interest in and promotion of methods in +instructing the deaf. In a letter of George Green's, dated Boston, July +23, 1770, we read: "Frank Green was married to Sukey in October last and +they live next house to Mrs Storers." From another, dated December 5, +1770: "Frank keeps a ship going between here & London, but I believe +understands little of the matter, having never been bred to business wch +was one great objection with my father to his courting Sukey." +I think he must have developed into a capable business man, for I +have frequently seen his business advertisements in Boston newspapers of +his day. Anna's mother bequeathed seven hundred and fifty dollars to +Francis Green in her will. He was a man universally esteemed in the +community.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note22" id = "note22" href = "#tag22">Note 22.</a></p> + +<p>Dr. Samuel Cooper was born March 28, 1725; died December 29, 1783. He +graduated at Harvard in 1743, and became pastor of the Brattle Street +Congregational Church, of Boston. He was a brilliant preacher, an ardent +patriot, the intimate friend of John Adams and Benjamin Franklin, and a +very handsome man.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">92</span> +<a name = "page92" id = "page92"> </a> +<!-- png 120 --> + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note23" id = "note23" href = "#tag23">Note 23.</a></p> + +<p>Master Holbrook was Samuel Holbrook, Anna's writing-master, one of a +highly honored family of Boston writing teachers. Perhaps the best known +of this family was Abiah Holbrook. In the <i>Boston Gazette</i> of +January 30, 1769, I find this notice:—</p> + +<p>"Last Friday morning died Mr Abiah Holbrook in the 51st year of his +Age, Master of the South Writing School in this Town. He was looked upon +by the Best Judges as the Greatest Master of the Pen we have ever had +among us, of which he has left a most beautiful Demonstration. He was +indefatigable in his labours, successful in his Instructions, an Honour +to the Town and to crown all an Ornament to the Religion of Jesus. His +Funeral is to be Attended Tomorrow Afternoon at Four Oclock."</p> + +<p>The "beautiful Demonstration" of his penmanship which he left behind +him was a most intricate piece of what was known as "fine knotting" or +"knot work." It was written in "all the known hands of Great Britain." +This work occupied every moment of what Abiah Holbrook called his "spare +time" for seven years. It was valued at £100. It was bequeathed to +Harvard College, unless his wife should need the money which could be +obtained from selling it. If this were so, she was to offer it first for +purchase to John Hancock. Abiah was a stanch patriot.</p> + +<p>Samuel Holbrook was a brother of Abiah. He began teaching in 1745, +when about eighteen years old. A petition of Abiah, dated March 10, +1745-46, sets forth that his school had two hundred and twenty +<span class = "pagenum">93</span> +<a name = "page93" id = "page93"> </a> +<!-- png 121 --> +scholars (Well may his funeral notice say that he was indefatigable in +his labors!), that finding it impossible to properly instruct such a +great number, he had appointed his brother to teach part of them and had +paid his board for seven months, else some of the scholars must have +been turned off without any instruction. He therefore prayed the town to +grant him assistance. Think of one master for such a great school! In +1750 Samuel Holbrook's salary as usher of the South Writing School was +fifty pounds per annum.</p> + +<p>After serving as writing-master of the school in Queen Street, and +also keeping a private school, he was chosen master of the South Writing +School in March, 1769, to supply the place of his brother Abiah +deceased. His salary was one hundred pounds. In 1776, and again in 1777, +he received eighty pounds in addition to his salary. He also was a +patriot. He was one of the "Sons of Liberty" who dined at the Liberty +Tree, Dorchester, on August 14, 1769; and he was a member of Captain +John Haskin's company in 1773. He was a member of the Old South Church, +and he died July 24, 1784. In his later years he kept a school at West +Street, where afterwards was Amos Lawrence's garden.</p> + +<p>Abiah and Samuel left behind them better demonstrations of their +capacity than pieces of "knot-work"—in the handwriting of their +scholars. They taught what Jonathan Snelling described as "Boston Style +of Wri<sup>ting</sup>," and loudly do the elegant letters and signatures +of their scholars, Boston patriots, +<span class = "pagenum">94</span> +<a name = "page94" id = "page94"> </a> +<!-- png 122 --> +clergy, and statesmen, redound to the credit of the Masters +Holbrook.</p> + +<p>Other Holbrooks taught in Boston. From the Selectmen's Minutes of +that little town, we find that on November 10, 1773,—</p> + +<p>"Mr Holbrook, Master of the Writing School in the Common, and Mr +Carter the Master Elect of the school in Queen St having recommended Mr +Abiah Holbrook, a young man near of age, as a suitable person to be +usher at Mr Carters school—the Selectmen sent for him, and upon +discoursing with the young man thought proper to appoint him usher of +said school."</p> + +<p>And from the <i>Boston Gazette</i>, of April 17, 1769, we learn that +Mr. Joseph Ward "Opened an English Grammar School in King St where Mr +Joseph Holbrook hath for many years kept a Writing School."</p> + +<p>These entries of Anna's relating to her attending Master Holbrook's +school have an additional value in that they prove that both boys and +girls attended these public writing schools,—a fact which has +been disputed.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note24" id = "note24" href = "#tag24">Note 24.</a></p> + +<p>Dr. James Lloyd, born March 14, 1728, died March 14, 1810. He began +his medical practice in 1752. He was appointed surgeon of the garrison +at Boston, and was a close friend of Sir William Howe and Earl Percy, +who for a time lived in his house. He was an Episcopalian, and one of +the indignant protesters against the alteration of the liturgy at King's +Chapel. Though a warm Tory and Loyalist, +<span class = "pagenum">95</span> +<a name = "page95" id = "page95"> </a> +<!-- png 123 --> +he was never molested by the American government. He was one of Boston's +most skilful and popular physicians for many years. While other city +doctors got but a shilling and sixpence for their regular fee, he +charged and received the exorbitant sum of half a dollar a visit; and +for "bringing little master to town," in which function he was a +specialist, he charged a guinea.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note25" id = "note25" href = "#tag25">Note 25.</a></p> + +<p>A pincushion was for many years, and indeed is still, in some parts +of New England, a highly conventional gift to a mother with a young +babe. Mrs. Deming must have made many of these cushions. One of her +manufacture still exists. It is about five inches long and three inches +wide; one side is of white silk stuck around the edge with old-fashioned +clumsy pins, with the words, "John Winslow March 1783. Welcome Little +Stranger." The other side is of gray satin with green spots, with a +cluster of pins in the centre, and other pins winding around in a vine +and forming a row round the edge.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note26" id = "note26" href = "#tag26">Note 26.</a></p> + +<p>Though the exchange of Christmas gifts was rare in New England, +a certain observance of New Year's Day by gifts seems to have +obtained. And we find in Judge Sewall's diary that he was greeted on New +Year's morn with a levet, or blast of trumpets, under his window; and he +celebrated the opening of the eighteenth century with a very poor poem +of his own +<span class = "pagenum">96</span> +<a name = "page96" id = "page96"> </a> +<!-- png 124 --> +composition, which he caused to be recited through Boston streets by the +town-crier.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note27" id = "note27" href = "#tag27">Note 27.</a></p> + +<p>The word "pompedore" or Pompadour was in constant use in that day. We +read of pompedore shoes, laces, capes, aprons, sacques, stockings, and +head-dresses.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note28" id = "note28" href = "#tag28">Note 28.</a></p> + +<p>Aunt Storer was Mrs. Ebenezer Storer. Her maiden name was Elizabeth +Green. She was a sister of Mrs. Joshua Winslow. She was born October 12, +1734, died December 8, 1774; was married July 17, 1751, to Ebenezer +Storer, who was born January 27, 1729-30, died January 6, 1807. He was a +Harvard graduate, and was for many years treasurer of that college. He +was one of Boston's most intellectual and respected citizens. His +library was large. His name constantly appears on the lists of +subscribers to new books. After his death his astronomical instruments +became the property of Harvard College, and as late as 1843 his +comet-finder was used there.</p> + +<p>As Anna Green Winslow spent so much of her time in her "Aunt Storers" +home in Sudbury Street, it is interesting to know that a very correct +picture of this elegant Boston home of colonial days has been preserved +through the account given in the <i>Memoir of Eliza Susan Morton +Quincy</i>,—though many persons still living remember the +house:—</p> + +<p>"The mansion of Ebenezer Storer, an extensive +<span class = "pagenum">97</span> +<a name = "page97" id = "page97"> </a> +<!-- png 125 --> +edifice of wood three stories in height, was erected in 1700. It was +situated on Sudbury Street between two trees of great size and +antiquity. An old English elm of uncommon height and circumference grew +in the sidewalk of the street before the mansion, and behind it was a +sycamore tree of almost equal age and dimensions. It fronted to the +south with one end toward the street. From the gate a broad walk of red +sandstone separated it from a grass-plot which formed the courtyard, and +passed the front door to the office of Mr. Storer. The vestibule of the +house, from which a staircase ascended, opened on either side into the +dining and drawing rooms. Both had windows towards the courtyard and +also opened by glazed doors into a garden behind the house. They were +long low apartments; the walls wainscoted and panelled; the furniture of +carved mahogany. The ceilings were traversed through the length of the +rooms by a large beam cased and finished like the walls; and from the +centre of each depended a glass globe which reflected as in a convex +mirror all surrounding objects. There was a rich Persian carpet in the +drawing-room, the colors crimson and green. The curtains and the +cushions of the window-seat were of green damask; and oval mirrors and +girandoles and a teaset of rich china completed the furniture of that +apartment. The wide chimney-place in the dining room was lined and +ornamented with Dutch tiles; and on each side stood capacious armchairs +cushioned and covered with green damask, for the master and mistress of +the family. On the walls +<span class = "pagenum">98</span> +<a name = "page98" id = "page98"> </a> +<!-- png 126 --> +were portraits in crayon by Copley, and valuable engravings representing +Franklin with his lightning rod, Washington, and other eminent men of +the last century. Between the windows hung a long mirror in a mahogany +frame; and opposite the fireplace was a buffet ornamented with porcelain +statuettes and a set of rich china. A large apartment in the second +story was devoted to a valuable library, a philosophical apparatus, +a collection of engravings, a solar microscope, a camera, +etc."</p> + +<p>As I read this description I seem to see the figure of our happy +little diary-writer reflected in the great glass globes that hung from +the summer-trees, while she danced on the Persian carpet, or sat curled +up reading on the cushioned window-seat.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note29" id = "note29" href = "#tag29">Note 29.</a></p> + +<p>As this was in the time of depreciated currency, £45 was not so large +a sum to spend for a young girl's outfit as would at first sight +appear.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note30" id = "note30" href = "#tag30">Note 30.</a></p> + +<p>Dr. Charles Chauncey was born January 1, 1705; died February 10, +1787. He graduated at Harvard in 1721, and soon became pastor of the +First Church in Boston. He was an equally active opponent of Whitefield +and of Episcopacy. He was an ardent and romantic patriot, yet so plain +in his ways and views that he wished <i>Paradise Lost</i> might be +turned into prose that he might understand it.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">99</span> +<a name = "page99" id = "page99"> </a> +<!-- png 127 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note31" id = "note31" href = "#tag31">Note 31.</a></p> + +<p>Rev. Ebenezer Pemberton was pastor of the New Brick Church. He had a +congregation of stanch Whigs; but unluckily, the Tory Governor +Hutchinson also attended his church. Dr. Pemberton was the other +minister of the two who sprung the Governor's hated Thanksgiving +proclamation of 1771 on their parishes a week ahead of time, as told in +<a href = "#note3">Note 3</a>, and the astounded and disgusted New Brick +hearers, more violent than the Old South attendants, walked out of +meeting while it was being read. Dr. Pemberton's troubled and unhappy +pastorate came to an end by the closing of his church in war times in +1775. He was of the 1721 class of Harvard College. He died September 9, +1777.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note32" id = "note32" href = "#tag32">Note 32.</a></p> + +<p>We find frequent references in the writings and newspapers of the +times to this truly Puritanical dread of bishops. To the descendants of +the Pilgrims the very name smacked of incense, stole, and monkish +jargon. A writer, signing himself "America," gives in the <i>Boston +Evening Post</i>, of October 14, 1771, a communication thoroughly +characteristic of the spirit of the community against the establishment +of bishops, the persistent determination to "beate down every sprout of +episcopacie."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note33" id = "note33" href = "#tag33">Note 33.</a></p> + +<p>A negligée was a loose gown or sacque open in front, to be worn over +a handsome petticoat; and in +<span class = "pagenum">100</span> +<a name = "page100" id = "page100"> </a> +<!-- png 128 --> +spite of its name, was not only in high fashion for many years, but was +worn for full dress. Abigail Adams, writing to Mrs. Storer, on January +20, 1785, says: "Trimming is reserved for full dress only, when very +large hoops and negligées with trains three yards long are worn." +I find advertised in the <i>Boston Evening Post</i>, as early as +November, 1755: "Horse-hair Quilted Coats to wear with Negligees." +A poem printed in New York in 1756 has these lines:—</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +"Put on her a Shepherdee<br> +A Short Sack or Negligee<br> +Ruffled high to keep her warm<br> +Eight or ten about an arm."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note34" id = "note34" href = "#tag34">Note 34.</a></p> + +<p>A pistareen was a Spanish coin worth about seventeen cents.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note35" id = "note35" href = "#tag35">Note 35.</a></p> + +<p>There exists in New England a tradition of "groaning cake," made and +baked in honor of a mother and babe. These cakes which Anna bought of +the nurse may have been "groaning cakes." It was always customary at +that time to give "vails" to the nurse when visiting a new-born child; +sometimes gifts of money, often of trinkets and articles of +clothing.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note36" id = "note36" href = "#tag36">Note 36.</a></p> + +<p>Miss "Scolley" was Mary Scollay, youngest of the thirteen children of +John Scollay (who was born in +<span class = "pagenum">101</span> +<a name = "page101" id = "page101"> </a> +<!-- png 129 --> +1712, died October, 1799), and his wife Mary. Mary was born in 1759. She +married Rev. Thomas Prentiss on February 9, 1798, had nine children, and +lived to be eighty-two years old—dying in 1841. Her sister Mercy +was engaged to be married to General Warren, but he fell at Bunker Hill: +and his betrothed devoted herself afterwards to the care and education +of his orphaned children whom he had by his first wife.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note37" id = "note37" href = "#tag37">Note 37.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Bella Coffin was probably Isabella, daughter of John Coffin and +Isabella Child, who were married in 1750. She married Major MacMurde, +and their sons were officers in India.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note38" id = "note38" href = "#tag38">Note 38.</a></p> + +<p>This Miss "Quinsey" was Ann Quincy, the daughter of Col. Josiah +Quincy (who was born 1710, died 1784), and his third wife, Ann Marsh. +Ann was born December 8, 1763, and thus would have been in her ninth +year at the time of the little rout. She married the Rev. Asa Packard, +of Marlborough, Mass., in 1790.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note39" id = "note39" href = "#tag39">Note 39.</a></p> + +<p>In the universal use of wines and strong liquors in New England at +that date children took unrestrainedly their proportionate part. It +seems strange to think of this girl assembly of little Bostonians +drinking wine and hot or cold punch as part of their +<span class = "pagenum">102</span> +<a name = "page102" id = "page102"> </a> +<!-- png 130 --> +"treat," yet no doubt they were well accustomed to such fare. +I know of a little girl of still tenderer years who was sent at +that same time from the Barbadoes to her grandmother's house in Boston +to be "finished" in Boston schools, as was Anna, and who left her +relative's abode in high dudgeon because she was not permitted to have +wine at her meals; and her parents upheld her, saying Missy must be +treated like a lady and have all the wine she wished. Cobbett, who +thought liquor drinking the national disease of America, said that "at +all hours of the day little boys at or under twelve years of age go into +stores and tip off their drams." Thus it does not seem strange for +little maids also to drink at a party. The temperance awakening of this +century came none too soon.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note40" id = "note40" href = "#tag40">Note 40.</a></p> + +<p>Paste ornaments were universally worn by both men and women, as well +as by little girls, and formed the decoration of much of the headgear of +fashionable dames. Many advertisements appear in New England newspapers, +which show how large and varied was the importation of hair ornaments at +that date. We find advertised in the <i>Boston Evening Post</i>, of +1768: "Double and single row knotted Paste Combs, Paste Hair Sprigs +& Pins all prices. Marcasite and Pearl Hair Sprigs, Garnet & +Pearl Hair Sprigs." In the <i>Salem Gazette</i> and various Boston +papers I read of "black & coloured plumes & feathers." Other +hair ornaments advertised in the +<span class = "pagenum">103</span> +<a name = "page103" id = "page103"> </a> +<!-- png 131 --> +<i>Boston News Letter</i>, of December, 1768, were "Long and small Tail +Garnets, Mock Garland of all sorts and Ladies Poll Combs." Steel plumes, +pompons, aigrettes, and rosettes all were worn on the head, and +artificial flowers, wreaths of gauze, and silk ribbons.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note41" id = "note41" href = "#tag41">Note 41.</a></p> + +<p>Marcasite, spelled also marcassite, marchasite, marquesett, or +marquaset, was a mineral, the crystallized form of iron pyrites. It was +largely used in the eighteenth century for various ornamental purposes, +chiefly in the decoration of the person. It took a good polish, and when +cut in facets like a rose-diamond, formed a pretty material for shoe and +knee-buckles, earrings, rings, pins, and hair ornaments. Scarce a single +advertisement of wares of milliner or mantua maker can he found in +eighteenth century newspapers that does not contain in some form of +spelling the word marcasite, and scarce a rich gown or headdress was +seen without some ornament of marcasite.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note42" id = "note42" href = "#tag42">Note 42.</a></p> + +<p>Master Turner was William Turner, a fashionable dancing master +of Boston, who afterward resided in Salem, and married Judith, daughter +of Dr. Edward Augustus Holyoke, of Salem, who died in 1829, aged one +hundred and one years. It was recalled by an old lady that the scholars +in the school of her youth marched through Boston streets, to the music +of the fiddle played by "Black Henry," to Concert Hall, +<span class = "pagenum">104</span> +<a name = "page104" id = "page104"> </a> +<!-- png 132 --> +corner Tremont and Bromfield streets, to practice dancing; and that Mr. +Turner walked at the head of the school. His advertisements may be seen +in Boston and Salem papers, thus:—</p> + +<p>"Mr. Turner informs the Ladies and Gentlemen in Town and Country that +he has reduced his price for teaching from Six Dollars Entrance to One +Guinea, and from Four Dollars per month to Three. Those ladies and +Gentlemen who propose sending their children to be taught will notice no +books will be kept as Mr. T. has suffered much by Booking. The +pupils must pay monthly if they are desirous the School should +continue."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note43" id = "note43" href = "#tag43">Note 43.</a></p> + +<p>"Unkle Ned" was Edward Green, born September 18, 1733; died July 29, +1790. He married, on April 14, 1757, Mary Storer (sister of Ebenezer +Storer and of Hannah Storer Green). They had no children. He was, in +1780, one of the enlisting officers for Suffolk County. In a letter of +George Green's, written July 25, 1770, we read: "Ned still lives +gentleman-like at Southwacks Court without doing any business tho' +obliged to haul in his horns;" and from another of December 5, 1770: +"Ned after having shown off as long as he you'd with his +yell<sup>o</sup> damask window curtains &c is (the last month) +retired into the country and lives w<sup>th</sup> his wife at Parson +Storers at Watertown. How long that will hold I cant say."</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">105</span> +<a name = "page105" id = "page105"> </a> +<!-- png 133 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note44" id = "note44" href = "#tag44">Note 44.</a></p> + +<p>Madam Smith was evidently Anna's teacher in sewing. The duties +pertaining to a sewing school were, in those days, no light matter. From +an advertisement of one I learn that there were taught at these +schools:—</p> + +<p>"All kinds of Needleworks viz: point, Brussels, Dresden Gold, Silver, +and silk Embroidery of every kind. Tambour Feather, India & Darning, +Spriggings with a Variety of Open-work to each. Tapestry plain, lined, +and drawn. Catgut, black & white, with a number of beautiful +Stitches. Diaper and Plain Darnings. French Quiltings, Knitting, Various +Sorts of marking with the Embellishments of Royal cross, Plain cross, +Queen, Irish, and Tent Stitches."</p> + +<p>Can any nineteenth century woman read this list of feminine +accomplishments without looking abashed upon her idle hands, and ceasing +to wonder at the delicate heirlooms of lace and embroidery that have +come down to us!</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note45" id = "note45" href = "#tag45">Note 45.</a></p> + +<p>Grandmamma Sargent was Joshua Winslow's mother. Her maiden name was +Sarah Pierce. She was born April 30, 1697, died August 2, 1771. She +married on September 21, 1721, John Winslow, who lived to be +thirty-eight years old. After his death she married Dr. Nathaniel +Sargent in 1749.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">106</span> +<a name = "page106" id = "page106"> </a> +<!-- png 134 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note46" id = "note46" href = "#tag46">Note 46.</a></p> + +<p>These lines were a part of the epitaph said to be composed by +Governor Thomas Dudley, who died at Andover, Mass., in 1653. They were +found after his death and preserved in Morton's <i>New England's +Memorial</i>. They run thus:—</p> + +<p class = "poem"> +Dim eyes, deaf ears, cold stomach show<br> +My dissolution is in view;<br> +Eleven times seven near lived have I,<br> +And now God calls, I willing die;<br> +My shuttle's shot, my race is run,<br> +My sun is set, my deed is done;<br> +My span is measur'd, tale is told,<br> +My flower is faded and grown old,<br> +My dream is vanish'd, shadow's fled,<br> +My soul with Christ, my body dead;<br> +Farewell dear wife, children and friends,<br> +Hate heresy, make blessed ends;<br> +Bear poverty, live with good men,<br> +So shall we meet with joy again.<br> +Let men of God in courts and churches watch<br> +O'er such as do a toleration hatch;<br> +Lest that ill egg bring forth a cockatrice,<br> +To prison all with heresy and vice.<br> +If men be left, and other wise combine<br> +My epitaph's, I dy'd no libertine. +</p> + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note47" id = "note47" href = "#tag47">Note 47.</a></p> + +<p>Miss Polly Vans was Mary Vans, daughter of Hugh and Mary Pemberton +Vans, and aunt of Caty Vans. She was born in 1733. We have some +scattered glimpses of her life. She joined the Old South +<span class = "pagenum">107</span> +<a name = "page107" id = "page107"> </a> +<!-- png 135 --> +in 1755. In the <i>Boston Gazette</i>, of April 9, 1770, we read, "Fan +Mounts mounted by Mary Vans at the house of Deacon Williams, in +Cornhill." We hear of her at Attleborough with Samuel Whitwell's wife +when the gates of Boston were closed, and we know she married Deacon +Jonathan Mason on Sunday evening, December 20, 1778. She was his second +wife. His first wife was Miriam Clark, and was probably the Mrs. Mason +who was present at Mrs. Whitwell's, and died June 5, 1774. Mary Vans +Mason lived till 1820, having witnessed the termination of eight of the +pastorates of the Old South Church. Well might Anna term her "a Sister +of the Old South." She was in 1817 the President of the Old South +Charity School, and is described as a "disinterested friend, +a judicious adviser, an affectionate counsellor, a mild but +faithful reprover, a humble, self-denying, fervent, active, +cheerful Christian." Jonathan Mason was not only a deacon, but a +prosperous merchant and citizen. He helped to found the first bank in +New England. His son was United States Senator. Two other daughters of +Hugh Vans were a Mrs. Langdon, of Wiscasset, Maine, and Mrs. John +Coburn.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note48" id = "note48" href = "#tag48">Note 48.</a></p> + +<p>St. Valentine's Day was one of the few English holidays observed in +New England. We find even Governor Winthrop writing to his wife about +"challenging a valentine." In England at that date, and for a century +previous, the first person of the opposite +<span class = "pagenum">108</span> +<a name = "page108" id = "page108"> </a> +<!-- png 136 --> +sex seen in the morning was the observer's valentine. We find Madam +Pepys lying in bed for a long time one St. Valentine's morning with eyes +tightly closed, lest she see one of the painters who was gilding her new +mantelpiece, and be forced to have him for her valentine. Anna means, +doubtless, that the first person she chanced to see that morning was "an +old country plow-joger."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note49" id = "note49" href = "#tag49">Note 49.</a></p> + +<p>Boston was at that date pervaded by the spirit of Liberty. Sons of +Liberty held meetings every day and every night. Daughters of Liberty +held spinning and weaving bees, and gathered in bands pledging +themselves to drink no tea till the obnoxious revenue act was repealed. +Young unmarried girls joined in an association with the proud +declaration, "We, the daughters of those Patriots who have appeared for +the public interest, do now with pleasure engage with them in denying +ourselves the drinking of foreign tea." Even the children felt the +thrill of revolt and joined in patriotic demonstrations—and a year +or two later the entire graduating class at Harvard, to encourage home +manufactures, took their degrees in homespun.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note50" id = "note50" href = "#tag50">Note 50.</a></p> + +<p>The cut-paper pictures referred to are the ones which are reproduced +in this book, and which are still preserved. Anna's father finally +received them. Mrs. Deming and other members of the Winslow +<span class = "pagenum">109</span> +<a name = "page109" id = "page109"> </a> +<!-- png 137 --> +family seem to have excelled in this art, and are remembered as usually +bringing paper and scissors when at a tea-drinking, and assiduously +cutting these pictures with great skill and swiftness and with +apparently but slight attention to the work. This form of decorative art +was very fashionable in colonial days, and was taught under the +ambitious title of Papyrotamia.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note51" id = "note51" href = "#tag51">Note 51.</a></p> + +<p>The "biziness of making flowers" was a thriving one in Boston. We +read frequently in newspapers of the day such notices as that of Anne +Dacray, of Pudding Lane, in the <i>Boston Evening Post</i>, of 1769, who +advertises that she "makes and sells Head-flowers: Ladies may be +supplied with single buds for trimming Stomachers or sticking in the +Hair." Advertisements of teachers in the art of flower-making also are +frequent. I note one from the <i>Boston Gazette</i>, of October 19, +1767:—</p> + +<p>"To the young Ladies of Boston. Elizabeth Courtney as several Ladies +has signified of having a desire to learn that most ingenious art of +Painting on Gauze & Catgut, proposes to open a School, and that her +business may be a public good, designs to teach the making of all sorts +of French Trimmings, Flowers, and Feather Muffs and Tippets. And as +these Arts above mentioned (the Flowers excepted) are entirely unknown +on the Continent, she flatters herself to meet with all due +encouragement; and more so, as every Lady may have a power of serving +<span class = "pagenum">110</span> +<a name = "page110" id = "page110"> </a> +<!-- png 138 --> +herself of what she is now obliged to send to England for, as the whole +process is attended with little or no expence. The Conditions are Five +Dollars at entrance; to be confin'd to no particular hours or time: And +if they apply Constant may be Compleat in six weeks. And when she has +fifty subscribers school will be opened, &c, &c."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note52" id = "note52" href = "#tag52">Note 52.</a></p> + +<p>This was James Lovell, the famous Boston schoolmaster, orator, and +patriot. He was born in Boston October 31, 1737. He graduated at Harvard +in 1756, then became a Latin School usher. He married Miss Helen +Sheaffe, older sister of the "two Miss Sheafs" named herein; and their +daughter married Henry Loring, of Brookline. He was a famous patriot: he +delivered the oration in 1771 commemorative of the Boston Massacre. He +was imprisoned by the British as a spy on the evidence of letters found +on General Warren's dead body after the battle of Bunker Hill. He died +in Windham, Maine, July 14, 1814. A full account of his life and +writings is given in Loring's <i>Hundred Boston Orators</i>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note53" id = "note53" href = "#tag53">Note 53.</a></p> + +<p>Nothing seems more revolting to our modern notions of decency than +the inhuman custom of punishing criminals in the open streets. From the +earliest days of the colonies the greatest publicity was given to the +crime, to its punishment, and to the criminal. Anna shows, in her +acquaintance with the vices of +<span class = "pagenum">111</span> +<a name = "page111" id = "page111"> </a> +<!-- png 139 --> +Bet Smith, a painful familiarity with evil unknown in any well-bred +child of to-day. Samuel Breck wrote thus of the Boston of +1771:—</p> + +<p>"The large whipping-post painted red stood conspicuously and +prominently in the most public street in the town. It was placed in +State Street directly under the windows of a great writing school which +I frequented, and from them the scholars were indulged in the spectacle +of all kinds of punishment suited to harden their hearts and brutalize +their feelings. Here women were taken in a huge cage, in which they were +dragged on wheels from prison, and tied to the post with bare backs on +which thirty or forty lashes were bestowed among the screams of the +culprit and the uproar of the mob. A little further in the street +was to be seen the pillory with three or four fellows fastened by the +head and hands, and standing for an hour in that helpless posture, +exposed to gross and cruel jeers from the multitude, who pelted them +incessantly with rotten eggs and every repulsive kind of garbage that +could be collected."</p> + +<p>There was a pillory in State Street in Boston as late as 1803, and +men stood in it for the crime of sinking a vessel at sea and defrauding +the underwriters. In 1771 the pillory was in constant use in +Newport.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note54" id = "note54" href = "#tag54">Note 54.</a></p> + +<p>In 1770 British troops were quartered in Boston, to the intense +annoyance and indignation of Boston inhabitants. Disturbances between +citizens and soldiers were frequent, and many quarrels arose. On +<span class = "pagenum">112</span> +<a name = "page112" id = "page112"> </a> +<!-- png 140 --> +the night of March 5 in that year the disturbance became so great that +the troops, at that time under command of Captain Preston, fired upon +the unarmed citizens in King (now State) street, causing the death of +Crispus Attucks, a colored man, Samuel Gray and James Caldwell, who +died on the spot, and mortally wounding Patrick Carr and Samuel +Maverick. At the burial of these slaughtered men the greatest concourse +ever known in the colonies flocked to the grave in the Granary Burying +Ground. All traffic ceased. The stores and manufactories were closed. +The bells were tolled in all the neighboring towns.</p> + +<p>Daniel Webster said, that from the moment the blood of these men +stained the pavements of Boston streets, we may date the severance of +the colony from the British empire.</p> + +<p>The citizens demanded the removal of the troops, and the request was +complied with. For many years the anniversary of this day was a solemn +holiday in Boston, and religious and patriotic services were publicly +held.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note55" id = "note55" href = "#tag55">Note 55.</a></p> + +<p>Mather Byles was born March 15, 1707; died July 5, 1788. He was +ordained pastor of the Hollis Street Congregational Church, of Boston, +in 1733. He was a staunch Loyalist till the end of his days, as were his +daughters, who lived till 1837. His chief fame does not rest on his name +as a clergyman or an author, but as an inveterate and unmerciful +jester.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">113</span> +<a name = "page113" id = "page113"> </a> +<!-- png 141 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note56" id = "note56" href = "#tag56">Note 56.</a></p> + +<p>Henry Green, the brother of Anna's mother, was born June 2, 1738. He +was a Latin School boy, was in business in Nova Scotia, and died in +1774.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note57" id = "note57" href = "#tag57">Note 57.</a></p> + +<p>This stove was a foot-stove,—a small metal box, usually of +sheet tin or iron, enclosed in a wooden frame or standing on little +legs, and with a handle or bail for comfortable carriage. In it were +placed hot coals from a glowing wood fire, and from it came a welcome +warmth to make endurable the freezing floors of the otherwise unwarmed +meeting-house. Foot-stoves were much used in the Old South. In the +records of the church, under date of January 16, 1771, may be +read:—</p> + +<p>"Whereas, danger is apprehended from the stoves that are frequently +left in the meeting-house after the publick worship is over; Voted that +the Saxton make diligent search on the Lords Day evening and in the +evening after a Lecture, to see if any stoves are left in the house, and +that if he find any there he take them to his house; and it is expected +that the owners of such stoves make reasonable satisfaction to the +Saxton for his trouble before they take them away."</p> + +<p>The Old South did not have a stove set in the church for heating till +1783.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note58" id = "note58" href = "#tag58">Note 58.</a></p> + +<p>The first anniversary of the Boston Massacre was celebrated +throughout the city, and a mass-meeting +<span class = "pagenum">114</span> +<a name = "page114" id = "page114"> </a> +<!-- png 142 --> +was held at the Old South Church, where James Lovell made a stirring +address. See Notes <a href = "#note52">52</a> and <a href = +"#note54">54</a>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note59" id = "note59" href = "#tag59">Note 59.</a></p> + +<p>The Queen's night-cap was a very large full cap with plaited ruffles, +which is made familiar to us through the portraits of Martha +Washington.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note60" id = "note60" href = "#tag60">Note 60.</a></p> + +<p>"Old Mrs. Sallisbury" was Mrs. Nicholas Salisbury, who was married in +1729, and was mother of Rebecca Salisbury, who became Mrs. Daniel Waldo, +and of Samuel Salisbury, who married Elizabeth Sewall. See <a href = +"#note73">Note 73</a>.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note61" id = "note61" href = "#tag61">Note 61.</a></p> + +<p>Mrs. John Avery. Her husband was Secretary of the Commonwealth and +nephew of John Deming, who in his will left his house to John +Avery, Jr.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note62" id = "note62" href = "#tag62">Note 62.</a></p> + +<p>A baby hutt was a booby-hutch, a clumsy, ill-contrived covered +carriage. The word is still used in some parts of England, and a curious +survival of it in New England is the word booby-hut applied to a hooded +sleigh; and booby to the body of a hackney coach set on runners. Mr. +Howells uses the word booby in the latter signification, and it may be +heard frequently in eastern Massachusetts, particularly in Boston.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">115</span> +<a name = "page115" id = "page115"> </a> +<!-- png 143 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note63" id = "note63" href = "#tag63">Note 63.</a></p> + +<p>Peggy Phillips was Margaret Phillips, daughter of William and +Margaret Wendell Phillips. She was born May 26, 1762, married Judge +Samuel Cooper, and died February 19, 1844. She was aunt of Wendell +Phillips.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note64" id = "note64" href = "#tag64">Note 64.</a></p> + +<p>This "droll figure" may have been a drawing, or a dressed doll, or +"baby," as such were called—a doll that displayed in careful +miniature the reigning modes of the English court. In the <i>New England +Weekly Journal</i>, of July 2, 1733, appears this notice:—</p> + +<p>"To be seen at Mrs. Hannah Teatts Mantua Maker at the Head of Summer +Street Boston a Baby drest after the Newest Fashion of Mantuas and Night +Gowns & everything belonging to a dress. Latily arrived on Capt. +White from London, any Ladies that desire it may either come or send, +she will be ready to wait on 'em if they come to the House it is Five +Shilling, & if she waits on 'em it is Seven Shilling."</p> + +<p>These models of fashion were employed until this century.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note65" id = "note65" href = "#tag65">Note 65.</a></p> + +<p>We can have a very exact notion of the books imported and printed for +and read by children at that time, from the advertisements in the +papers. In the <i>Boston Gazette and Country Journal</i>, of January 20, +1772, the booksellers, Cox and Berry, have this notice:—</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">116</span> +<a name = "page116" id = "page116"> </a> +<!-- png 144 --> + +<p>The following Little Books for the Instruction & Amusement of all +good Boys and Girls.</p> + +<table summary = "list of book titles"> +<tr> +<td colspan = "2"> +The Brother Gift or the Naughty Girl Reformed.<br> +The Sister Gift, or the Naughty Boy Reformed.<br> +Hobby Horse or Christian Companion.<br> +Robin Good-Fellow, A Fairy Tale.<br> +Puzzling Cap, A Collection of Riddles.<br> +The Cries of London as exhibited in the Streets.<br> +Royal Guide or Early Introduction to Reading English.<br> +Mr Winloves Collection of Stories.<br> + " " Moral +Lectures.<br> +</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td width = "50%"> +History of Tom Jones<br> + " " Joseph Andrews +</td> +<td> +<p>abridg'd from the works of H. Fielding.</p> +</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td> + " " Pamela<br> + " " Grandison<br> + " " Clarissa +</td> +<td> +<p>abridg'd from the works of S. Richardson, Esq.</p> +</td> +</tr> +</table> + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note66" id = "note66" href = "#tag66">Note 66.</a></p> + +<p>General John Winslow was but a distant kinsman of Anna's, for he was +descended from Edward Winslow. He was born May 27, 1702; died April 17, +1774. He was a soldier and jurist, but his most prominent position +(though now of painful notoriety) was as commander of that tragic +disgrace in American history, the expedition against the Acadians. It is +told in extenuation of his action that before the annihilation and +dispersion of that unfortunate community he addressed them, saying that +his duty was "very disagreeable to his natural make and temper as it +must be grievous to them," but that he must obey orders,—and of +course what he said was true.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">117</span> +<a name = "page117" id = "page117"> </a> +<!-- png 145 --> +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note67" id = "note67" href = "#tag67">Note 67.</a></p> + +<p>The exercises attending this election of counsellors must indeed have +been an impressive sight. The Governor, attended by a troop of horse, +rode from the Province House to Cambridge, where religious services were +held. An Election Sermon was preached. Volleys and salutes were fired at +the Battery and Castle. A protest was made in the public press, as +on the previous year, against holding this election in Cambridge instead +of in the "Town House in Boston, the accustomed Ancient Place," and also +directly to the Governor, which was answered by him in the newspapers; +and at this election a most significant event occurred—John +Hancock declined to accept a seat among the counsellors, to which he had +been elected. The newspapers—the <i>Massachusetts Spy</i> and the +<i>Boston Gazette and Country Journal</i>—commented on his action +thus:—</p> + +<p>"Mr Hancocks declining a seat in the Council Board is very +satisfactory to the Friends of Liberty among his constituents. This +Gentleman has stood five years successively and as often Negativ'd. +Whatever may have been the Motive of his being approbated at last his +own Determination now shows that he had rather be a Representative of +the People since he has had so repeatedly their Election and +Confidence."</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note68" id = "note68" href = "#tag68">Note 68.</a></p> + +<p>Boston had two election days. On Artillery Election the Ancient and +Honorable Artillery had a dress +<span class = "pagenum">118</span> +<a name = "page118" id = "page118"> </a> +<!-- png 146 --> +parade on the Common. The new officers were chosen and received their +new commissions from the new Governor. No negroes were then allowed on +the Common. The other day was called "Nigger Lection," because the +blacks were permitted to throng the Common and buy gingerbread and drink +beer, as did their betters at Artillery Election.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note69" id = "note69" href = "#tag69">Note 69.</a></p> + +<p>Col. Thomas Marshall was a Revolutionary officer. He commanded the +Tenth Massachusetts Regiment at Valley Forge. He was Captain of the +Ancient and Honorable Artillery from 1763 to 1767, and at one time +commanded Castle Island, now Fort Independence. He was one of the +Selectmen of Boston at the time when the town was invested by troops +under Washington. He died at Weston, Mass., on November 18, 1800.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note70" id = "note70" href = "#tag70">Note 70.</a></p> + +<p>A night gown was not in those days a garment for wear when sleeping, +but resembled what we now call a tea-gown. The night attire was called a +rail. Both men and women wore in public loose robes which they called +night gowns. Men often wore these gowns in their offices.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note71" id = "note71" href = "#tag71">Note 71.</a></p> + +<p>Many Boston people agreed with Anna in her estimate of Rev. Samuel +Stillman. He was called to the First Baptist Church in 1765, and soon +became one +<span class = "pagenum">119</span> +<a name = "page119" id = "page119"> </a> +<!-- png 147 --> +of Boston's most popular and sensational preachers. Crowds thronged his +obscure little church at the North End, and he took an active part in +Revolutionary politics. Many were pleased with his patriotism who did +not agree with him in doctrine. In the curious poem on Boston Ministers, +already quoted, we read:—</p> + +<p class = "poem pair"> +Last in my list is a Baptist,<br> +A real saint, I wot.</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +Though named Stillman much noise he can<br> +Make when in pulpit got.</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +The multitude, both grave and rude,<br> +As drove by wind and tide,</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +After him hie, when he doth try<br> +To gain them to his side.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note72" id = "note72" href = "#tag72">Note 72.</a></p> + +<p>Mr. and Mrs. Hooper were "King" Hooper and his wife of Marblehead. He +was so called on account of his magnificent style of living. He was one +of the Harvard Class of 1763; was a refugee in 1775, and died insolvent +in 1790. The beautiful mansion which he built at Danvers, Mass., is +still standing in perfect condition, and is the home of Francis Peabody, +Esq. It is one of the finest examples of eighteenth century architecture +in New England.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note73" id = "note73" href = "#tag73">Note 73.</a></p> + +<p>This "Miss Becca" was Rebecca Salisbury, born April 7, 1731, died +September 25, 1811. She was a fine, high-spirited young woman, and upon +being taunted by a rejected lover with,</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">120</span> +<a name = "page120" id = "page120"> </a> +<!-- png 148 --> + +<p class = "poem">"The proverb old—you know it well,<br> +That women dying maids, lead apes in hell,"</p> + +<p>(a belief referred to in <i>Taming of the Shrew</i>, Act II. +Scene 1), she made this clever rhyming answer:—</p> + +<p class = "poem pair"> +"Lead apes in hell—tis no such thing;<br> +The story's told to fool us.</p> +<p class = "poem pair"> +But better there to hold a string,<br> +Than here let monkeys lead us."</p> + + +<p>She married Daniel Waldo May 3, 1757. The "very pretty Misses" were +their daughters; Elizabeth, born November 24, 1765, died unmarried in +Worcester, August 28, 1845; and Martha (who in this diary is called +Patty), born September 14, 1761, died November 25, 1828. She married +Levi Lincoln, Lieutenant-Governor of Massachusetts, and became the +mother of Levi Lincoln, Governor of Massachusetts, Enoch Lincoln, +Governor of Maine, and Col. John Lincoln.</p> + + +<p class = "notehead"> +<a name = "note74" id = "note74" href = "#tag74">Note 74.</a></p> + +<p>The fashion of the roll was of much importance in those days. +A roll frequently weighed fourteen ounces. We can well believe such +a heavy mass made poor Anna's head "ach and itch like anything." That +same year the <i>Boston Gazette</i> had a laughable account of an +accident to a young woman on Boston streets. She was knocked down by a +runaway, and her headdress received the most serious damage. The outer +covering of hair was thrust aside, and cotton, tow, and false hair were +disgorged to the delight +<span class = "pagenum">121</span> +<a name = "page121" id = "page121"> </a> +<!-- png 149 --> +of jeering boys, who kicked the various stuffings around the street. +A Salem hair-dresser advertised that he would "attend to the polite +construction of rolls to raise ladies heads to any pitch desired." The +Abbé Robin, traveling through Boston a few years later, found the hair +of ladies' heads "raised and supported upon rolls to an extravagant +height."</p> + +</div> + +<div class = "mynote end"> + +<h4><a name = "writing_text" id = "writing_text" href = "#pic_writing"> +Transcription of handwriting facsimile</a></h4> + +<p>I hope aunt wont let me wear the black hatt with the red +Dominie—for the people will ask me what I have got to sell as I go +along street if I do. or, how the folk at Newguinie do? Dear mamma, you +dont know the fation here—I beg to look like other folk. You +dont kno what a stir would be made in Sudbury Street were I to make my +appearance there in my red Dominie & black Hatt. But the old cloak +& bonnett together will make me a decent Bonnet for common ocation +(I like that) aunt says, its a pitty some of the ribbin you sent +wont do for the Bonnet—I must now close up this Journal. With +Duty, Love & Compliments as due, perticularly to my Dear little +brother, (I long to see him) & M.<sup>rs</sup> Law, I will +write to her soon</p> + +<p>I am, Hon.<sup>d</sup> Papa & mama,</p> + +<p>Y.<sup>r</sup> ever Dutiful Daughter</p> + +<p>Anna Green Winslow.</p> + +<p>N.B. my aunt Deming dont approve of my English. & has not the +fear that you will think her concernd in the Diction</p> + +</div> + +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" noshade> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DIARY OF ANNA GREEN WINSLOW***</p> +<p>******* This file should be named 20765-h.txt or 20765-h.zip *******</p> +<p>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in:<br /> +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/0/7/6/20765">http://www.gutenberg.org/2/0/7/6/20765</a></p> +<p>Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed.</p> + +<p>Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. Project +Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you +charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission. If you +do not charge anything for copies of this eBook, complying with the +rules is very easy. You may use this eBook for nearly any purpose +such as creation of derivative works, reports, performances and +research. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do +practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks. Redistribution is +subject to the trademark license, especially commercial +redistribution.</p> + + + +<pre> +*** START: FULL LICENSE *** + +THE FULL PROJECT GUTENBERG LICENSE +PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE YOU DISTRIBUTE OR USE THIS WORK + +To protect the Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting the free +distribution of electronic works, by using or distributing this work +(or any other work associated in any way with the phrase "Project +Gutenberg"), you agree to comply with all the terms of the Full Project +Gutenberg-tm License (available with this file or online at +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/license">http://www.gutenberg.org/license)</a>. + + +Section 1. General Terms of Use and Redistributing Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic works + +1.A. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to +and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property +(trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all +the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy +all copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in your possession. +If you paid a fee for obtaining a copy of or access to a Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the +terms of this agreement, you may obtain a refund from the person or +entity to whom you paid the fee as set forth in paragraph 1.E.8. + +1.B. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. It may only be +used on or associated in any way with an electronic work by people who +agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few +things that you can do with most Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works +even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See +paragraph 1.C below. There are a lot of things you can do with Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic works if you follow the terms of this agreement +and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works. See paragraph 1.E below. + +1.C. The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation ("the Foundation" +or PGLAF), owns a compilation copyright in the collection of Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic works. Nearly all the individual works in the +collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an +individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are +located in the United States, we do not claim a right to prevent you from +copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating derivative +works based on the work as long as all references to Project Gutenberg +are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the Project +Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting free access to electronic works by +freely sharing Project Gutenberg-tm works in compliance with the terms of +this agreement for keeping the Project Gutenberg-tm name associated with +the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this agreement by +keeping this work in the same format with its attached full Project +Gutenberg-tm License when you share it without charge with others. + +1.D. The copyright laws of the place where you are located also govern +what you can do with this work. Copyright laws in most countries are in +a constant state of change. If you are outside the United States, check +the laws of your country in addition to the terms of this agreement +before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or +creating derivative works based on this work or any other Project +Gutenberg-tm work. The Foundation makes no representations concerning +the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United +States. + +1.E. Unless you have removed all references to Project Gutenberg: + +1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate +access to, the full Project Gutenberg-tm License must appear prominently +whenever any copy of a Project Gutenberg-tm work (any work on which the +phrase "Project Gutenberg" appears, or with which the phrase "Project +Gutenberg" is associated) is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed, +copied or distributed: + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + +1.E.2. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is derived +from the public domain (does not contain a notice indicating that it is +posted with permission of the copyright holder), the work can be copied +and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees +or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work +with the phrase "Project Gutenberg" associated with or appearing on the +work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 +through 1.E.7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the +Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1.E.8 or +1.E.9. + +1.E.3. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is posted +with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution +must comply with both paragraphs 1.E.1 through 1.E.7 and any additional +terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked +to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the +permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work. + +1.E.4. Do not unlink or detach or remove the full Project Gutenberg-tm +License terms from this work, or any files containing a part of this +work or any other work associated with Project Gutenberg-tm. + +1.E.5. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this +electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without +prominently displaying the sentence set forth in paragraph 1.E.1 with +active links or immediate access to the full terms of the Project +Gutenberg-tm License. + +1.E.6. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, +compressed, marked up, nonproprietary or proprietary form, including any +word processing or hypertext form. However, if you provide access to or +distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than +"Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version +posted on the official Project Gutenberg-tm web site (www.gutenberg.org), +you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to the user, provide a +copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of obtaining a copy upon +request, of the work in its original "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other +form. Any alternate format must include the full Project Gutenberg-tm +License as specified in paragraph 1.E.1. + +1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, +performing, copying or distributing any Project Gutenberg-tm works +unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. + +1.E.8. You may charge a reasonable fee for copies of or providing +access to or distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works provided +that + +- You pay a royalty fee of 20% of the gross profits you derive from + the use of Project Gutenberg-tm works calculated using the method + you already use to calculate your applicable taxes. The fee is + owed to the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, but he + has agreed to donate royalties under this paragraph to the + Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation. Royalty payments + must be paid within 60 days following each date on which you + prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your periodic tax + returns. Royalty payments should be clearly marked as such and + sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the + address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to + the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation." + +- You provide a full refund of any money paid by a user who notifies + you in writing (or by e-mail) within 30 days of receipt that s/he + does not agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm + License. You must require such a user to return or + destroy all copies of the works possessed in a physical medium + and discontinue all use of and all access to other copies of + Project Gutenberg-tm works. + +- You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any + money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the + electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days + of receipt of the work. + +- You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free + distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. + +1.E.9. If you wish to charge a fee or distribute a Project Gutenberg-tm +electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set +forth in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing from +both the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and Michael +Hart, the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark. Contact the +Foundation as set forth in Section 3 below. + +1.F. + +1.F.1. Project Gutenberg volunteers and employees expend considerable +effort to identify, do copyright research on, transcribe and proofread +public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm +collection. Despite these efforts, Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works, and the medium on which they may be stored, may contain +"Defects," such as, but not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or +corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other intellectual +property infringement, a defective or damaged disk or other medium, a +computer virus, or computer codes that damage or cannot be read by +your equipment. + +1.F.2. LIMITED WARRANTY, DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES - Except for the "Right +of Replacement or Refund" described in paragraph 1.F.3, the Project +Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project +Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic work under this agreement, disclaim all +liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal +fees. YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT +LIABILITY, BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE +PROVIDED IN PARAGRAPH F3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE +TRADEMARK OWNER, AND ANY DISTRIBUTOR UNDER THIS AGREEMENT WILL NOT BE +LIABLE TO YOU FOR ACTUAL, DIRECT, INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE OR +INCIDENTAL DAMAGES EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH +DAMAGE. + +1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a +defect in this electronic work within 90 days of receiving it, you can +receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a +written explanation to the person you received the work from. If you +received the work on a physical medium, you must return the medium with +your written explanation. The person or entity that provided you with +the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a +refund. If you received the work electronically, the person or entity +providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to +receive the work electronically in lieu of a refund. If the second copy +is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further +opportunities to fix the problem. + +1.F.4. Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth +in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS,' WITH NO OTHER +WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO +WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTIBILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE. + +1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied +warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. +If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the +law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be +interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by +the applicable state law. The invalidity or unenforceability of any +provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. + +1.F.6. INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the +trademark owner, any agent or employee of the Foundation, anyone +providing copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in accordance +with this agreement, and any volunteers associated with the production, +promotion and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works, +harmless from all liability, costs and expenses, including legal fees, +that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do +or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm +work, (b) alteration, modification, or additions or deletions to any +Project Gutenberg-tm work, and (c) any Defect you cause. + + +Section 2. Information about the Mission of Project Gutenberg-tm + +Project Gutenberg-tm is synonymous with the free distribution of +electronic works in formats readable by the widest variety of computers +including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists +because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from +people in all walks of life. + +Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the +assistance they need, is critical to reaching Project Gutenberg-tm's +goals and ensuring that the Project Gutenberg-tm collection will +remain freely available for generations to come. In 2001, the Project +Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure +and permanent future for Project Gutenberg-tm and future generations. +To learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation +and how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 +and the Foundation web page at http://www.gutenberg.org/fundraising/pglaf. + + +Section 3. Information about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive +Foundation + +The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation is a non profit +501(c)(3) educational corporation organized under the laws of the +state of Mississippi and granted tax exempt status by the Internal +Revenue Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification +number is 64-6221541. Contributions to the Project Gutenberg +Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent +permitted by U.S. federal laws and your state's laws. + +The Foundation's principal office is located at 4557 Melan Dr. S. +Fairbanks, AK, 99712., but its volunteers and employees are scattered +throughout numerous locations. Its business office is located at +809 North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email +business@pglaf.org. Email contact links and up to date contact +information can be found at the Foundation's web site and official +page at http://www.gutenberg.org/about/contact + +For additional contact information: + Dr. Gregory B. Newby + Chief Executive and Director + gbnewby@pglaf.org + +Section 4. Information about Donations to the Project Gutenberg +Literary Archive Foundation + +Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide +spread public support and donations to carry out its mission of +increasing the number of public domain and licensed works that can be +freely distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest +array of equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations +($1 to $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt +status with the IRS. + +The Foundation is committed to complying with the laws regulating +charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United +States. Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a +considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up +with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations +where we have not received written confirmation of compliance. To +SEND DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for any +particular state visit http://www.gutenberg.org/fundraising/pglaf + +While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we +have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition +against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who +approach us with offers to donate. + +International donations are gratefully accepted, but we cannot make +any statements concerning tax treatment of donations received from +outside the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. + +Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation +methods and addresses. Donations are accepted in a number of other +ways including checks, online payments and credit card donations. +To donate, please visit: http://www.gutenberg.org/fundraising/donate + + +Section 5. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic +works. + +Professor Michael S. Hart is the originator of the Project Gutenberg-tm +concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared +with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project +Gutenberg-tm eBooks with only a loose network of volunteer support. + +Project Gutenberg-tm eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. +unless a copyright notice is included. Thus, we do not necessarily +keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition. + +Each eBook is in a subdirectory of the same number as the eBook's +eBook number, often in several formats including plain vanilla ASCII, +compressed (zipped), HTML and others. + +Corrected EDITIONS of our eBooks replace the old file and take over +the old filename and etext number. The replaced older file is renamed. +VERSIONS based on separate sources are treated as new eBooks receiving +new filenames and etext numbers. + +Most people start at our Web site which has the main PG search facility: + +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org">http://www.gutenberg.org</a> + +This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, +including how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary +Archive Foundation, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to +subscribe to our email newsletter to hear about new eBooks. + +EBooks posted prior to November 2003, with eBook numbers BELOW #10000, +are filed in directories based on their release date. If you want to +download any of these eBooks directly, rather than using the regular +search system you may utilize the following addresses and just +download by the etext year. + +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext06/">http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext06/</a> + + (Or /etext 05, 04, 03, 02, 01, 00, 99, + 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 92, 91 or 90) + +EBooks posted since November 2003, with etext numbers OVER #10000, are +filed in a different way. The year of a release date is no longer part +of the directory path. The path is based on the etext number (which is +identical to the filename). The path to the file is made up of single +digits corresponding to all but the last digit in the filename. For +example an eBook of filename 10234 would be found at: + +http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/1/0/2/3/10234 + +or filename 24689 would be found at: +http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/4/6/8/24689 + +An alternative method of locating eBooks: +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/GUTINDEX.ALL">http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/GUTINDEX.ALL</a> + +*** END: FULL LICENSE *** +</pre> +</body> +</html> diff --git a/20765-h/images/cover.jpg b/20765-h/images/cover.jpg Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e9a72c3 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/cover.jpg diff --git a/20765-h/images/cut_paper.png b/20765-h/images/cut_paper.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..c36b91d --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/cut_paper.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/ebenezer.png b/20765-h/images/ebenezer.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..3f0ab5d --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/ebenezer.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/frontis.gif b/20765-h/images/frontis.gif Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..27d9f58 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/frontis.gif diff --git a/20765-h/images/frontis.png b/20765-h/images/frontis.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..40ed39e --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/frontis.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/handwriting.png b/20765-h/images/handwriting.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..2ba9b26 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/handwriting.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/hannah.png b/20765-h/images/hannah.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..e1d3650 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/hannah.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/largelogo.png b/20765-h/images/largelogo.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..6aa8a22 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/largelogo.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/publogo.gif b/20765-h/images/publogo.gif Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..832501a --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/publogo.gif diff --git a/20765-h/images/wedding.png b/20765-h/images/wedding.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..56d11b7 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/wedding.png diff --git a/20765-h/images/winslow.gif b/20765-h/images/winslow.gif Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..409ee62 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/winslow.gif diff --git a/20765-h/images/winslow.png b/20765-h/images/winslow.png Binary files differnew file mode 100644 index 0000000..043f913 --- /dev/null +++ b/20765-h/images/winslow.png |
