. Stephen of Philadelphia; a story of Penn's colony . ream, and hauled upon the shore, with the seamenstanding near at hand awaiting our movements, were 140 STEPHEN OF PHILADELPHIA the small boats in which we were to be taken onboard. It may seem like boasting, but it is neverthelesstrue, that when William Penn came out of the tavernto take boat, he gave me good morning, calling meStephen of Philadelphia, as if the words had a merrysound in his ears, and I know full well my cheeks wereas red as any girls, because of the pleasure suchfamiliar greeting gave me. Certain it is that I held my head
. Stephen of Philadelphia; a story of Penn's colony . ream, and hauled upon the shore, with the seamenstanding near at hand awaiting our movements, were 140 STEPHEN OF PHILADELPHIA the small boats in which we were to be taken onboard. It may seem like boasting, but it is neverthelesstrue, that when William Penn came out of the tavernto take boat, he gave me good morning, calling meStephen of Philadelphia, as if the words had a merrysound in his ears, and I know full well my cheeks wereas red as any girls, because of the pleasure suchfamiliar greeting gave me. Certain it is that I held my head high when I steppedinto one of the boats just as the cannon on the Good Will belched forth fireand smoke with amighty roar, and sopuffed up with pridewas I, it really seemednecessary to remindJethro that nail-mak-ers were surely to beenvied, since they couldgo abroad in such statethat a cannon mustneeds be shot off whenthey embarked. He reminded methat we might have grown gray-headed stepping onand off a ships boat, without ever hearing the smallest. A PROUD DEPARTURE 141 cannon speak, if only nail-makers were abroad, andasked if I remembered the fable of the jackdaw withthe peacocks feathers. While we were being rowed from the shore to theship, the people shouted themselves hoarse, and ourgovernor bowed again and again, after which, evidentlythinking there had been enough of such nonsense, heheld his neck stiff, never looking back again until onthe deck of the ship. We had hardly more than embarked, when theanchor was weighed and the sails hoisted, every seamanworking as smartly as if on board one of the kingsships, and then came a great rattle of small arms fromthe shore in our honor, which was replied to by thecannon of the Good Will. Then my mother waved her kerchief as if I werebound for the wars, and Jethro whispered sportivelythat it was a sad loss to our city of Philadelphia forits two nail-makers to leave it, even for so short a timeas would likely be spent on the jour
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