. The story of a pilgrim family from the Mayflower to the present time : with autobiography, recollections, letters, incidents, and genealogy of the author, Rev. John Alden in his 83rd year . DISH. 401 Lo I as he turned to depart, Priscilla was standing beside you so much offended, you will not speak to me? said I was shocked, when I heard you speak f Miles Standish,Praising his courage and strength, and even his fighting in Flanders,Frankly I speak to you, asking for sympathy only and I know and esteem you, and feel that your nature is that our ter
. The story of a pilgrim family from the Mayflower to the present time : with autobiography, recollections, letters, incidents, and genealogy of the author, Rev. John Alden in his 83rd year . DISH. 401 Lo I as he turned to depart, Priscilla was standing beside you so much offended, you will not speak to me? said I was shocked, when I heard you speak f Miles Standish,Praising his courage and strength, and even his fighting in Flanders,Frankly I speak to you, asking for sympathy only and I know and esteem you, and feel that your nature is that our terrible Captain has gone in pursuit of the Indians,You may speak boldly, and tell me of all that happened between answered John Alden, and told her the whole of the he had even determined to sail that day in the MayflowerAnd had remained for her sake on hearing the dangers that threatened. VII. MILES STANDISH. Meanwhile the stalwart Miles Standish was marching steadily northward. I alone am to blame he muttered, for mine was the has a rough old soldier, grown grim and gray ih the to the camp and its ways, to do with the wooing of maidens .. THE COURTSHIP. 402 AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JOHN ALDEN. VIII. SPINNING WHEEL. Meanwhile Alden at home had built him a new habitation, Solid, substantial, of timber rough-hewn from the firs of the forest. Still may be seen to this day some trace of the well and the orchard. * » « Oft when his labor was finished, with eager feet would the dreamerFollow the pathway that run through the woods to the house of Priscilla. * » » So as she sat at her wheel, one afternoon in the Autumn,John Alden opposite sat and was watching her dexterous fingers.» « * Lo 1 in the midst of this scene, a breathless messenger ; Miles Standish was dead I an Indian had brought them the and statue-like stood Priscilla, her face looking John Alden, upstarting as if the barb of the arrowPierc
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