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  <body> <div0> <head type="main"> <title rend="bold">A Character of the Province
  of Maryland</title></head> <p n="1">Wherein is Described in four distinct
  Parts, (Viz.)</p>

  <p n="2">I. The Scituation, and plenty of the Province.</p>

  <p n="3">II. The Laws, Customs, and natural Demeanor of the Inhabitant.</p>

  <p n="4">III. The worst and best Usage of a Mary-Land Servant, opened in
  view.</p>

  <p n="5">IV. The Traffique, and Vendable Commodities of the Country.</p>

  <p n="6">Also</p>

  <p n="7">A small Treatise on the Wilde and Naked <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, (or Susquehanokes) of Mary-Land, their Customs,
  Manners, Absurdities, and Religion.</p>

  <p n="8">Together with a Collection of Historical Letters.</p>

  <p n="9">By George Alsop.</p>

  <p n="10">London, Printed by T. J. for Peter Dring, at the Sign of the Sun in
  the Poultrey; 1666.</p>

  <div1 type="dedication">

  <opener><salute>To the Right Honorable Caecilius Lord Baltemore Absolute Lord
  and Proprietary of the Provinces of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> and
  Avalon in America.</salute></opener> <p n="11"> MY LORD, I Have adventured on
  your Lordships acceptance by guess; if presumption has led me into an Error
  that deserves correction, I heartily beg Indempnity, and resolve to repent
  soundly for it, and do so no more. What I present I know to be true,
  <soCalled>Experientia docet</soCalled>; It being an infallible Maxim,
  <emph rend="italic">That there is no Globe like the occular and experimental
  view of a Countrey</emph>. And had not Fate by a necessary imployment, consin'd
  me within the narrow walks of a four years Servitude, and by degrees led me
  through the most intricate and dubious paths of this Countrey, by a commanding
  and undeniable Enjoyment, I could not, nor should I ever have undertaken to
  have written a line of this nature.</p>

  </div1> 

  <div1 type="dedication">

  <head rend="bold">The Epistle Dedicatory</head> <p n="12">If I have wrote or
  composed any thing that's wilde and confused, it is because I am so my self,
  and the world, as far as I can perceive, is not much out of the same trim;
  therefore I resolve, if I am brought to the Bar of <rs rend="italic">Common
  Law</rs> for any thing I have done here, to plead <foreign rend="italic">Non
  compos mentis</foreign>, to save my Bacon.</p>

  <p n="13">There is an old Saying in <hi rend="italic">England</hi>,
  <q rend="italic" direct="unspecified">He must rise betimes that would please
  every one.</q> And I am afraid I have lain so long a bed, that I think I shall
  please no body; if it must be so, I cannot help it. But as Felton in his
  <title rend="italic">Resolves</title> says, <q rend="italic">In things that
  must be, 'tis good to be resolute</q>; And therefore what Destiny has ordained,
  I am resolved to wink, and stand to it. So leaving your Honour to more serious
  meditations, I subscribe my self,</p>

  <closer><salute>My Lord <lb/>Your Lordship most <lb/>Humble Servant,
  </salute><signed>George Alsop</signed></closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head rend="bold">To all the Merchant Adventurers for <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, together with those Commanders of Ships that
  saile into that Province.</head> <opener><salute>Sirs,</salute></opener>
  <p n="14"><hi rend="italic">You are both Adventurers, the one of Estate, the
  other of Life: I could tell you I am an Advem turer too, if I durst presume to
  come into your Company. I have ventured to come abroad in Print, and if I
  should be laughed at for my good meaning, it would so break the credit of my
  understanding, that I should never dare to spew my face upon the Exchange of
  (conceited) Wits again. This dish of Discourse was intended for you at first,
  but it was manners to let my Lord have the first cut, the Tye being his own. I
  beseech you accept of the matter as 'tis durst, only to stay your stomachs, and
  I'le promise you the next shall be better done, 'Tis all as I can serve you in
  at present, and it may be questionable whether I have served you in this or no.
  Here I present you with <title rend="plain">A Character of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs></title>, it may be you will say 'tis weakly done,
  if you do I cannot help it, 'tis as well as I could do it, considering several
  Obstacles that like blocks were thrown in my way to hinder (my proceeding: The
  major part thereof was written in the intermitting time of my sickness,
  therefore I hope the afflicting weakness of my Microcosm may plead a just
  excuse for some imperfections of my pen. I protest what I have writ is from an
  experimental, knowledge of the Country, and not from any imaginary supposition.
  If I am blamed for what I have done too much, it is the first, and I will
  irrevocably promise it shall be the last. There's a Maxim upon Tryals at
  Assizes, That if a Thief be taken upon the first fault, if it be not to
  hainous, they only burn him in the hand and let him go : So I desire you to do
  by me, if you find any thing that bears a criminal absurdity in it, only burn
  me for my first fact and let me go. But I am affraid I have kept you too long
  in the Entry, I shall desire you therefore to come in and sit down</hi> </p>

  <closer><signed>G. Alsop</signed></closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head rend="bold">The Preface to the Reader</head> <p n="15"> The Reason why
  I appear in this place is, lest the general Reader should conclude I have
  nothing to say for my self; and truly he's in the right on't, fbr I have but
  little to say (for my self) at this time For I have had so large a Journey, and
  so heavy a Burden to bring <rs reg="Maryland" rend="italic">Mary-Land</rs> into
  <hi rend="italic">England</hi>, that I am almost out of breath: I'le promise
  you after I am come to my self, you shall hear more of me. Good Reader, because
  you see me make a brief Apologetical excuse for my self, don't judge me; for I
  am so selfconceited of my own merits, that I almost think I want none.
  <q><foreign rend="italic">De Lege non Judicandum ex sold linea</foreign></q>,
  saith the Civilian; We must not pass judgement upon a Law by one line: And
  because we see but a small Bush at a Tavern door, conclude there is no Canary.
  For as in our vulgar Resolves 'tis said, <q rend="italic">A good face needs no
  Band, and an ill one deserves none</q>: So the French Proverb sayes,
  <foreign rend="italic" lang="fre">Bon Vien il n'a faut point de
  Ensigne</foreign>, Good Wine needs no Bush. I suppose by this time some of my
  speculative observers have judged me vainglorious; but if they did but rightly
  consider me, they would not be so censorious. For I dwell so far from
  Neighbors, that if I do not praise my self, no body else will: And since I am
  left alone, I am resolved to summon the <title rend="italic">Magna
  Charta</title> of Fowles to the Bar for my excuse, and by their irrevocable
  Statutes plead my discharge. <q type="proverbial" rend="italic">For its an ill
  Bird will befoule her own Nest</q>: Besides, I have a thousand
  <hi rend="italic">Billings-gate</hi> Collegians that will give in their
  testimony, <q type="proverbial" rend="italic">That they never knew a Fish-woman
  cry stinking Fish</q>. Thus leaving the Nostrils of the Citizens Wives to
  demonstrate what they please as to that, and thee (Good Reader) to say what
  thou wilt, I bid thee Farewel</p>

  <closer><signed rend="italic">Geo. Alsop</signed></closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head rend="bold all-caps">The Author to his Book</head> <lg n="1"><l n="1">WHen first <rs rend="italic" type="classical">Apollo</rs> got my brain
  with Childe, </l><l n="2">He made large promise never to beguile, </l><l n="3">But like an honest Father, he would keep </l><l n="4">Whatever Issue from
  my Brain did creep </l><l n="5">With that I gave consent, and up he threw
  </l><l n="6">Me on a Bench, and strangely he did do; </l><l n="7">Then every
  week he daily came to see</l><l n="8">
  How his new Physick still did work with me. </l><l n="9">And when he did
  perceive he'd don the feat, </l><l n="10">Like an unworthy man he made retreat,
  </l><l n="11">Left me in desolation, and where none </l><l n="12">Compassionated when they heard me groan.</l><l n="13">
  What could he judge the Parish then would think, </l><l n="14">To see me
  fair, his Brat as black as Ink? </l><l n="15">If they had eyes, they'd swear I
  were no Nun, </l><l n="16">But got with Child by some black <rs reg="African">Africk</rs> Son, </l><l n="17">And so condemn me for my
  Fornication, </l><l n="18">To beat them Hemp to stifle half the Nation. </l><l n="19">Well, since 'tis so, I'le alter this base Fate, </l><l n="20">And lay
  his Bastard at some Noble's Gate; </l><l n="21">Withdraw my self from Beadles,
  and from such, </l><l n="22">Who would give twelve pence I were in their clutch
  </l><l n="23">Then, who can tell? this Child which I do hide, </l><l n="24">May
  be in time a Small-beer Col'nel Pride</l><l n="25">But while I talk, my
  business it is dumb,</l><l n="26">
  I must lay double-clothes unto thy Bum, </l><l n="27">Then lap thee warm, and
  to the world commit </l><l n="28">The Bastard Off-spring of a New-born wit.
  </l><l n="29">Farewel, poor Brat, thou in a monstrous World, </l><l n="30">In
  swadling bands, thus up and down art hurl'd; </l><l n="31">There to receive
  what Destiny doth contrive, </l><l n="32">Either to perish, or be sav'd alive.
  </l><l n="33">Good Fate protect thee from a Criticks power, </l><l n="34">For
  If he comes, thou'rt gone in half an hour, </l><l n="35">Stif'd and blasted,
  'tis their usual way, </l><l n="36">To make that Night, which is as bright as
  Day. </l><l n="37">For if they once but wring, and skrew their mouth, </l><l n="38">Cock up their Hats, and set the point Du-South, </l><l n="39">Armes all
  a kimbo, and with belly strut, </l><l n="40">As if they bad
  <rs rend="italic" type="classical">Parnassus</rs> in their gut </l><l n="41">These are the Symtomes of the murthering fall </l><l n="42">Of my poor
  Infant, and his burial.</l><l n="43">
  Say he should miss thee, and some ign'rant Asse </l><l n="44">Should find
  thee out, as he along doth pass, </l><l n="45">It were all one, he'd look into
  thy Tayle, </l><l n="46">To see if thou Overt Feminine or Male; </l><l n="47">When he'd half starv'd thee, for to satisfie </l><l n="48">His peeping
  Ign'rauce, he'd then let thee lie; </l><l n="49">And vow by's wit he ne're
  could understand, </l><l n="50">The Heathen dresses of another Land </l><l n="51">Well, 'tis no matter, wherever such as he </l><l n="52">Knows one grain,
  more than his simplicity. </l><l n="53">Now, how the pulses of my senses beat,
  </l><l n="54">To think the rigid Fortune thou wilt meet; </l><l n="55">Asses
  and captious Fools, not six in ten </l><l n="56">Of thy Spectators will be real
  men, </l><l n="57">To Umpire up the badness of the cause, </l><l n="58">And
  screen my weakness from the rav'nous Laws, </l><l n="59">Of those that will
  undoubted sit to see </l><l n="60">How they might blast this new-born
  Infancy</l><l n="61">
  If they should burn him, they'd conclude hereafter, </l><l n="62">'Twere too
  good death for him to dye a Martyr; </l><l n="63">And if they let him live,
  they think it will </l><l n="64">Be but a means for to encourage ill, </l><l n="65">And bring in time some strange Antipod'ans, </l><l n="66">A thousand
  Leagues beyond Philippians, </l><l n="67">To storm our Wits; therefore he must
  not rest, </l><l n="68">But shall be hang'd, for all he has been prest: </l><l n="69">Thus they conclude. - My Genius comforts give, </l><l n="70">In
  Resurrection he will surely live. </l></lg> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute rend="bold">To my Friend Mr. George Alsop, on his Character
  of <rs rend="all-caps" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs></salute></opener>
  <lg n="2" rend="italic"><l n="1">Who such odd nookes of Earths great mass
  describe, </l><l n="2">Prove their descent from old Columbus tribe:</l><l n="3">
  Some Boding augur did his Name devise, </l><l n="4">Thy Genius too cast in
  th' same mould and size; </l><l n="5">His Name predicted he would be a Rover,
  </l><l n="6">And hidden places of this Orb discover;</l><l n="7">
  He made relation of that World in gross, </l><l n="8">Thou the particulars
  retail'st to us</l><l n="9">
  By this first Peny of thy fancy we </l><l n="10">Discover what thy greater
  Coines will be; </l><l n="11">This Embryo thus well polisht doth presage,
  </l><l n="12">The manly Atehievements of its future age. </l><l n="13">Auspicious winds blow gently on this spark, </l><l n="14">Untill its
  fames discover what's yet dark; </l><l n="15">Mean while this short Abridgement
  we embrace, </l><l n="16">Expecting that thy busy soul will trace </l><l n="17">Some Mines at last which may enrich the World, </l><l n="18">And, all
  that poverty may be in oblivion hurl'd. </l><l n="19">Zoilus is dumb, for thou
  the mark hast hit, </l><l n="20">By interlacing History with Wit </l><l n="21">Thou hast described its superficial Treasure, </l><l n="22">Anatomiz'd
  its bowels at thy leasure; </l><l n="23">That <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> to thee may duty owe, </l><l n="24">Who to the
  World dost all her Glory shew , </l><l n="25">Then thou shalt make the
  Prophesie fall true, </l><l n="26">Who fill'st the World (like th' Sea) with
  knowledge new.</l></lg> <closer><signed>William Bogherst</signed></closer>
  </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute rend="bold">To my Friend Mr. George Alsop, on his Character
  of <rs rend="all-caps">Mary-Land</rs></salute></opener> <lg n="3" rend="italic"><l n="1">This plain, yet pithy and concise Description </l><l n="2">Of Mary-Lands plentious and sedate condition, </l><l n="3">With other
  things herein. by you set forth, To shew its Rareness, and declare its Worth;
  </l><l n="4">Compos'd in such a time, when most men were </l><l n="5">Smitten
  with Sickness, or surpriz'd with Fear, </l><l n="6">Argues a Genius good, and
  Courage stout, </l><l n="7">In bringing this Design so well about </l><l n="8">Such generous Freedom waited on thy brain, </l><l n="9">The Work was done
  in midst of greatest pain; </l><l n="10">And matters fow'd so swiftly from thy
  source, </l><l n="11">Nature design'd thee (sure) for such Discourse. </l><l n="12">Go on then with thy Work so well begun,</l><l n="13">
  Let it come forth, and boldly see the Sun; </l><l n="14">Then shall't be
  known to all, that from thy Youth </l><l n="15">Thou heldst it Noble to
  maintain the Truth, </l><l n="16">' Gainst all the Babble-rout, that yelping
  stand, </l><l n="17">To cast aspersions on thy <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land </rs></l><l n="18">But this thy Work shall vindicate
  its Fame, </l><l n="19">And as a Trophy memorize thy Name, </l><l n="20">So if
  without a Tomb thou buried be, </l><l n="21">This Book's a lasting Monument for
  thee. </l></lg> <closer><signed>H. W. Master of Arts. </signed> From my Study,
  Jan. 10, 1665</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute rend="bold">To my Friend Mr. George Alsop, on his Character
  of <rs rend="all-caps">Mary-Land</rs></salute></opener> <lg n="4" rend="italic"><l n="1">Columbus with <rs type="classical" rend="plain">Apollo</rs> sure det set,</l><l n="2">When he did Court to
  propigate thy Wit,</l><l n="3">Or else thy Genius with so small a Clew,</l><l n="4">Could not have
  brought such Intricates in view;</l><l n="5">Discover'd hidden Earth so plain,
  that we</l><l n="6">View More in this, then if we went to see,</l><l n="7"><rs rend="plain all-caps" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, I with some thou sands
  more,</l><l n="8">Could not imagine where she stood before;</l><l n="9">And
  hadst thou still been silent with thy Pen,</l><l n="10">We had continu'd still
  the self-same men,</l><l n="11">Ne're to have known the glory of that
  Soyle</l><l n="12">Whose plentious dwellings is four thousand mile.</l><l n="13">The portly <rs rend="plain" reg="Susquehanna">Susquehanock</rs> in his
  naked dress,</l><l n="14">Had certain still been <hi rend="plain">Pigmye</hi>
  or much less;</l><l n="15">All had been dark (to us) and obscure yet,</l><l n="16">Had not thy diligence discover'd it:</l><l n="17">For this we owe thee
  Praises to the Skie,</l><l n="18">But none but
  <rs rend="plain all-caps" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> can gratifie.</l></lg>
  <closer><signed>Will. Barber.</signed></closer> </div1> </div0> <div0>
  <head rend="bold">A Character of the Province of
  <rs rend="all-caps" reg="Mary-Land">Mary-Land</rs></head> 

  <div1 rend="italic">

  <head rend="bold">CHAP. 1. </head> <head rend="italic">Of the situation and
  plenty of the Province of <rs reg="Maryland" rend="plain">Mary-Land</rs>.
  </head> <p n="16"> <rs rend="all-caps" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> is a
  Province situated upon the large extending bowels of America, under the
  Government of the Lord <rs reg="Baltimore">Baltemore</rs>, adjacent Northwardly
  upon the Confines of New-England, and neighbouring Southwardly upon Virginia,
  dwelling pleasantly upon the Bay of <rs rend="italic" reg="Chesapeake">ChÃ¦sapike</rs> between the Degrees of 36 and 38, in the Zone
  temperate, and by Mathematical computation is eleven hundred and odd Leagues in
  Longitude from <hi rend="italic">England</hi>, being within her own imbraces
  extraordinary pleasant and fertile. Pleasant, in respect of the multitude of
  Navigable Rivers and Creeks that conveniently and most profitably lodge within
  the armes of her green, spreading, and delightful Woods; whose natural womb (by
  her plenty) maintains and preserves the several diversities of Animals that
  rangingly inhabit her Woods; as she doth otherwise generously fructifie this
  piece of Earth with almost all sorts of Vegetables, as well Flowers with their
  varieties of colours and smells, as Herbes and Roots with their several effects
  and operative virtues, that offer their benefits daily to supply the want of
  the Inhabitant whene're their necessities shall <foreign rend="italic">Sub-poena</foreign> them to wait on their commands. So that he,
  who out of curiosity desires to see the Landskip of the Creation drawn to the
  life, or to read Natures universal Herbal without book, may with the Opticks of
  a discreet discerning, view <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>
  drest in her green and fragrant Mantle of the Spring. Neither do I think there
  is any place under the Heavenly altitude, or that has footing or room upon the
  circular Globe of this world, that can parallel this fertile and pleasant piece
  of ground in its multiplicity, or rather Natures extravagancy of a
  superabounding plenty. For so much doth this Country increase in a swelling
  Spring-tide of rich variety and diversities of all things, not only common
  provisions that supply the reaching stomach of man with a satisfactory plenty,
  but also extends with its liberality and free convenient benefits to each
  sensitive faculty, according to their several desiring Appetites. So that had
  Nature made it her business, on purpose to have found out a situation for the
  Soul of profitable Ingenuity, she could not have fitted herself better in the
  traverse of the whole Universe, nor in convenienter terms have told man,
  <q rend="italic" type="proverbial">Dwell here, live plentifully and be
  rich</q>.</p>

  <p n="17">The Trees, Plants, Fruits, Flowers, and Roots that grow here in
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, are the only Emblems or
  Hieroglyphicks of our Adamitical or Primitive situation, as well for their
  variety as odoriferous smells, together with their vertues, according to their
  several effects, kinds and properties, which still bear the Effigies of
  Innocency according to their original Grafts; which by their dumb vegetable
  Oratory, each hour speaks to the Inhabitant in silent acts, That they need not
  look for any other Terrestrial Paradice, to suspend or tyre their curiosity
  upon, while she is extant. For within her doth dwell so much of variety, so
  much of natural plenty, that there is not any thing that is or may be rare, but
  it inhabits within this plentious soyle : So that those parts of the Creation
  that have borne the Bell away (for many ages) for a vegetable plentiousness,
  must now in silence strike and vayle all, and whisper softly in the auditual
  parts of <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, that <q rend="italic">None but she in this dwells singular</q>; and that as well for
  that she doth exceed in those Fruits, Plants, Trees and Roots, that dwell and
  grow in their several Clymes or habitable parts of the Earth besides, as the
  rareness and superexcellency of her own glory, which she flourishly abounds in,
  by the abundancy of reserved Rarities, such as the remainder of the World (with
  all its speculative art) never bore any occular testimony of as yet. I shall
  forbear to particularize those several sorts of vegetables that flourishingly
  grows here, by reason of the vast tediousness that will attend upon the
  description, which therefore makes them much more fit for an Herbal, than a
  small Manuscript or History.</p>

  <p n="18">As for the wilds Animals of this Country, which loosely inhabits
  the Woods in multitudes, it is impossible to give you an exact description of
  them all, considering the multiplicity as well as the diversity of so numerous
  an extent of Creatures: But such as has fallen within the compass or prospect
  of my knowledge, those you shall know of; <foreign rend="italic">videlicet</foreign>, the Deer, because they are oftner seen, and
  more participated of by the Inhabitants of the Land, whose acquaintance by a
  customary familiarity becomes much more common than the rest of Beasts that
  inhabit the Woods by using themselves in Herds about the Christian Plantations.
  Their flesh, which in some places of this Province is the common provision the
  Inhabitants feed on, and which through the extreme glut and plenty of it, being
  daily killed by the <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, and brought in to the
  <hi rend="italic">English</hi>, as well as that which is killed by the
  Christian Inhabitant, that doth it more for recreation, than for the benefit
  they reap by it. I say, the flesh of Venison becomes (as to food) rather
  denyed, than any way esteemed or desired. And this I speak from an experimental
  knowledge; For when I was under a Command, and debarr'd of a four years ranging
  Liberty in the Province of <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, the
  Gentleman whom I served my conditional and prefixed time withall, had at one
  time in his house fourscore Venisons, besides plenty of other provisions to
  serve his Family nine months, they being but seven in number; so that before
  this Venison was brought to a period by eating, it so nauseated our appetites
  and stomachs, that plain bread was rather courted and desired than it.</p>

  <p n="19">The Deer here neither in shape nor action differ from our Deer in
  England: the Park they traverse their ranging and unmeasured walks in, is
  bounded and impanell'd in with no other pales than the rough and billowed
  Ocean: They are also mighty numerous in the Woods, and are little or not at all
  affrighted at the face of a man, but (like the Does of <hi rend="italic">Whetstone</hi> Park) though their hydes are not altogether so
  gaudy to extract an admiration from the beholder, yet they will stand (all
  most) till they be scratcht.</p>

  <p n="20">As for the Wolves, Bears, and Panthers of this Country, they
  inhabit commonly in great multitudes up in the remotest parts of the Continent;
  yet at some certain time they come down near the Plantations, but do little
  hurt or injury worth noting, and that which they do is of so degenerate and low
  a nature, (as in reference to the fierceness and heroick vigour that dwell in
  the same kind of Beasts in other Countries), that they are hardly worth
  mentioning: For the highest of their designs and circumventing reaches is but
  cowardly and base, only to steal a poor Pigg, or kill a lost and half starved
  Calf. The Effigies of a man terrifies them dreadfully, for they no sooner espy
  him but their hearts are at their mouths, and the spurs upon their heels, they
  (having no more manners than Beasts) gallop away, and never bid them farewell
  that are behind them.</p>

  <p n="21">The Elke, the Cat of the Mountain, the Rackoon, the Fox, the
  Beaver, the Otter, the Possum, the Hare, the Squirril, the Monack, the
  Musk-Rat, and several others (whom I'le omit for brevity sake) inhabit here in
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> in several droves and troops,
  ranging the Woods at their pleasure.</p>

  <p n="22">The meat of most of these Creatures is good for eating, yet of no
  value nor esteem here, by reason of the great plenty of other provisions, and
  are only kill'd by the <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, of the Country for their
  Hydes and Furrs, which become very profitable to those that have the right way
  of trafhquing for them, as well as it redounds to the <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, that take the pains to catch them, and to slay and
  dress their several Hydes, selling and disposing them for such commodities as
  their Heathenish fancy delights in.</p>

  <p n="23">As for those Beasts that were carried over at the first seating of
  the Country, to stock and increase the situation, as Cows, Horses, Sheep and
  Hogs, they are generally tame, and use near home, especially the Cows, Sheep
  and Horses. The Hogs, whose increase is innumerable in the Woods, do
  disfrequent home more than the rest of Creatures that are look'd upon as tame,
  yet with little trouble and pains they are slain and made provision of. Now
  they that will with a right Historical Survey, view the Woods of
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> in this particular, as in
  reference to Swine, must upon necessity judge this Land lineally descended from
  the Gadarean Territories.</p>

  <p n="24"> <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> (I must confess)
  cannot boast of her plenty of Sheep here, as other Countries; not but that they
  will thrive and increase here, as well as in any place of the World besides,
  but few desire them, because they commonly draw down the Wolves among the
  Plantations, as well by the sweetness of their flesh, as by the humility of
  their nature, in not making a defensive resistance against the rough dealing of
  a ravenous Enemy. They who for curiosity will keep Sheep, may expect that after
  the Wolves have breathed themselves all day in the Woods to sharpen their
  stomachs, they will come without fail and sup with them at night, though many
  times they surfeit themselves with the sawce that's dish'd out of the muzzle of
  a Gun, and so in the midst of their banquet (poor Animals) they often sleep
  with their Ancestors.</p>

  <p n="25">Fowls of all sorts and varieties dwell at their several times and
  seasons here in <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>. The Turkey,
  the Woodcock, the Pheasant, the Partrich, the Pigeon, and others, especially
  the Turkey, whom I have seen in whole hundreds in flights in the Woods of
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, being an extraordinary fat
  Fowl, whose flesh is very pleasant and sweet. These Fowls that I have named are
  intayled from generation to generation to the Woods. The Swans, the Geese and
  Ducks (with other Water-Fowl) derogate in this point of setled residence; for
  they arrive in millionous multitudes in <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> about the middle of September, and take their
  winged farewell about the midst of March: But while they do remain, and
  beleagure the borders of the shoar with their winged Dragoons, several of them
  are summoned by a Writ of <foreign rend="italic">Fieri facias</foreign>, to
  answer their presumptuous contempt upon a Spit.</p>

  <p n="26">As for Fish, which dwell in the watry tenements of the deep, and by
  a providential greatness of power, is kept for the relief of several Countries
  in the world (which would else sink under the rigid enemy of want), here in
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> is a large sufficiency, and
  plenty of almost all sorts of Fishes, which live and inhabit within her several
  Rivers and Creeks, far beyond the apprehending or crediting of those that never
  saw the same, which with very much ease is catched, to the great refreshment of
  the Inhabitants of the Province.</p>

  <p n="27">All sorts of Grain, as Wheat, Rye, Barley, Oates, Pease, besides
  several others that have their original and birth from the fertile womb of this
  Land (and no where else), they all grow, increase, and thrive here in
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, without the chargable and
  laborious manuring of the Land with Dung; increasing in such a measure and
  plenty, by the natural richness of the Earth, with the common, beneficial and
  convenient showers of rain that usually wait upon the several Fields of Grain
  (by a natural instinct), so that Famine (the dreadful Ghost of penury and want)
  is never known with his pale visage to haunt the Dominions of
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>. </p>

  <lg n="5" rend="italic"><l n="1">Could'st thou (0 Earth) live thus obscure,
  and now </l><l n="2">Within an Age, shew forth thy plentious brow </l><l n="3">Of rich variety, gilded with fruitful Fame, </l><l n="4">That
  (Trumpet-like) doth Heraldize thy Name,</l><l n="5">
  And tells the World there is a Land now found, </l><l n="6">That all Earth's
  Globe can't parallel its Ground? </l><l n="7">Dwell, and be prosperous, and.
  with thy plenty feed</l><l n="8">
  The craving Carkesses of those Souls that need. </l></lg> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head rend="bold">CHAP. II. </head> <head rend="italic">Of the Government and
  Natural Disposition of the People. </head> <p n="28">
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, not from the remoteness of her
  situation, but from the regularity of her well ordered Government, may (without
  sin, I think) be called <soCalled rend="italic">Singular</soCalled>: And though
  she is not supported with such large Revenues as some of her Neighbours are,
  yet such is her wisdom in a reserved silence, and not in pomp, to shew her
  well-conditioned Estate, in relieving at a distance the proud poverty of those
  that wont be seen they want, as well as those which by undeniable necessities
  are drove upon the Rocks of pinching wants: Yet such a loathsome creature is a
  common and folding-handed Beggar, that upon the penalty of almost a perpetual
  working in Imprisonment, they are not to appear, nor lurk near our vigilant and
  laborious dwellings. The Country hath received a general spleen and antipathy
  against the very name and nature of it; and though there were no Law provided
  (as there is) to suppress it, I am certainly confident, there is none within
  the Province that would lower themselves so much below the dignity of men to
  beg, as long as limbs and life keep house together; so much is a vigilant
  industrious care esteem'd.</p>

  <p n="29">He that desires to see the real Platform of a quiet and sober
  Government extant, Superiority with a meek and yet commanding power sitting at
  the Helme, steering the actions of State quietly, through the multitude and
  diversity of Opinionous waves that diversly meet, let him look on
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> with eyes admiring, and he'll
  then judge her, <q rend="italic">The Miracle of this Age</q>.</p>

  <p n="30">Here the <rs rend="italic" reg="Roman Catholic">Roman
  Catholick</rs>, and the <rs rend="italic" reg="Protestant Episcopalian">Protestant Episcopal</rs> (whom the world would
  perswade have proclaimed open Wars irrevocably against each other),
  contrarywise concur in an unanimous parallel of friendship, and inseparable
  love intayled into one another: All Inquisitions, Martyrdom, and Banishments
  are not so much as named, but unexpressably abhorr'd by each other.</p>

  <p n="31" rend="italic">The several Opinions and Sects that lodge within this
  Government, meet not together in mutinous contempts to disquiet the power that
  bears Rule, but with a reverend quietness obeys the legal commands of
  Authority. Here's never seen Five Monarchies in a Zealous Rebellion, opposing
  the Rights and Liberties of a true setled Government, or Monarchical Authority:
  Nor did I ever see (here in <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>)
  any of those dancing Adamitical Sisters, that plead a primitive Innocency for
  their base obscenity, and naked deportment; but I conceive if some of them were
  there at some certain time of the year, between the :Months of January and
  February, when the winds blow from the North-West quarter of the world, that it
  would both cool, and (I believe) convert the hottest of these Zealots from
  their burning and fiercest concupiscence. </p>

  <p n="32">The Government of this Province doth continually, by all lawful
  means, strive to purge her Dominions from such base corroding humors, that
  would predominate upon the least smile of Liberty, did not the Laws check and
  bridle in those unwarranted and tumultuous Opinions. And truly, where a
  kingdom, State or Government, keeps or cuts down the weeds of destructive
  Opinions, there must certainly be a blessed harmony of quietness. And I really
  believe this Land or Government of <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> may boast, that she enjoys as much quietness from
  the disturbance of Rebellious Opinions, as most States or Kingdoms do in the
  world: For here every man lives quietly, and follows his labour and imployment
  desiredly ; and by the protection of the Laws, they are supported from those
  molestious troubles that ever attend upon the Commons of other States and
  Kingdoms, as well as from the Aquafortial operation of great and eating Taxes.
  Here's nothing to be levyed out of the Granaries of Corn; but contrarywise, by
  a Law every Domestick Governor of a Family is enjoyned to make or cause to be
  made so much Corn by a just limitation, as shall be sufficient for him and his
  Family: So that by this wise and <rs rend="italic" type="classical">Janus</rs>-like providence, the thin jawed Skeliton with his
  starv'd Carkess is never seen walking' the Woods' of
  <rs rend="italic" reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> to affrighten Children.</p>

  <p n="33">Once every year within this Province is an Assembly called, and out
  of every respective County (by the consent of the people) there is chosen a
  number of men, and to them is deliver'd up the Grievances of the Country; and
  they maturely debate the matters, and according to their Consciences make Laws
  for the general good of the people; and where any former Law that was made,
  seems and is prejudicial to the good or quietness of the Land, it is repeal'd.
  These men that determine on these matters for the Republique, are called
  Burgesses, and they commonly sit in Junto about six weeks, being for the most
  part good ordinary Householders of the several Counties, which do more by a
  plain and honest Conscience, than by artificial Syllogisms drest up in gilded
  Orations. </p>

  <p n="34">Here Suits and Tryals in Law seldome hold dispute two Terms or
  Courts, but according as the Equity of the Cause appears is brought to a
  period. The Temples and Grays-Inne are clear out of fashion here: Marriot would
  sooner get a paunch-devouring meal for nothing, than for his invading Counsil.
  Here if the Lawyer had nothing else to maintain him but his bawling, he might
  button up his Chops, and burn his Buckrom Bag, or else hang it upon a pin
  untill its Antiquity had eaten it up with durt and dust: Then with a Spade,
  like his Grandsire Adam, turn up the face of the Creation, purchasing his bread
  by the sweat of his brows, that before was got by the motionated Waterworks of
  his jaws. So contrary to the Genius of the people, if not to the quiet
  Government of the Province, that the turbulent Spirit of continued and
  vexatious Law, with all its querks and evasions, is openly and most eagerly
  opposed, that might make matters either dubious, tedious, or troublesom. All
  other matters that would be ranging in contrary and improper Spheres, (in
  short) are here by the Power moderated, lower'd and subdued. All villanous
  Outrages that are committed in other States, are not so much as known here: A
  man may walk in the open Woods as secure from being externally dissected, as in
  his own house or dwelling. So hateful is a Robber, that if but once imagin'd to
  be so, he's kept at a distance, and shun'd as the Pestilential noysomness. </p>

  <p n="35">It is generally and very remarkably observed, That those whose
  Lives and Conversations have had no other gloss nor glory stampt on them in
  their own Country, but the stigmatization of baseness, were here (by the common
  civilities and deportments of the Inhabitants of this Province) brought to
  detest and loath their former actions. Here the Constable hath no need of a
  train of Holberteers, that carry more Armour about them, than heart to guard
  him: Nor is he ever troubled to leave his Feathered Nest to some friendly
  successor, while he is placing of his Lanthern-horn Guard at the end of some
  suspicious Street, to catch some Night-walker, or Batchelor of Leathery, that
  has taken his Degree three story high in a Bawdy-house. Here's no Newgates for
  pilfering Felons, nor Ludgates for Debtors, nor any Bridewels to lash the soul
  of Concupiscence into a chast Repentance. For as there is none of these Prisons
  in <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, so the merits of the Country deserves
  none, but if any be foully vitious, he is so reserv'd in it, that he seldom or
  never becomes popular. Common Alehouses (whose dwellings are the only
  Receptacles of debauchery and baseness, and those Schools that trains up Youth,
  as well as Age, to ruine), in this Province there are -none; neither hath Youth
  his swing or range in such a profuse and unbridled liberty as in other
  Countries; for from an antient Custom at the primitive seating of the place,
  the Son works as well as the Servant (an excellent cure for untam'd Youth), so
  that before they eat their bread, they are commonly taught how to earn it;
  which makes them by that time Age speaks them capable of receiving that which
  their Parents indulgency is ready to give them, and which partly is by their
  own laborious industry purchased, they manage it with such a serious, grave and
  watching care, as if they had been Masters of Families, trained up in that
  domestick and governing power from their Cradles. These Christian Natives of
  the Land, especially those of the Masculine Sex, are generally conveniently
  confident, reservedly subtile, quick in apprehending, but slow in resolving;
  and where they spy profit sailing towards them with the wings of a prosperous
  gale, there they become much familiar. The Women differ something in this
  point, though not much: They are extreme bashful at the first view, but after a
  continuance of time hath brought them acquainted, there they become discreetly
  familiar, and are much more talkative then men. All Complemental Courtships,
  drest up in critical Rarities, are meer strangers to them, plain wit comes
  nearest their Genius; so that he that intends to Court a <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> Girle, must have something more than the
  Tautologies of a long-winded speech to carry on his design, or else he may (for
  ought I know) fall under the contempt of her frown, and his own windy Oration.
  </p>

  <p n="36">One great part of the Inhabitants of this Province are desiredly
  Zealous, great pretenders to Holiness; and where any thing appears that carries
  on the Frontispiece of its Effigies the stamp of Religion, though fundamentally
  never so imperfect, they are suddenly taken with it, and out of an eager desire
  to any thing that's new, not weighing the sure matter in the Ballance of
  Reason, are very apt to be catcht. Quakerism is the only Opinion that bears the
  Bell away: The Anabaptists have little to say here, as well as in other places,
  since the Ghost of <hi rend="italic">John of Leyden</hi> haunts their
  Conventicles. The <hi rend="italic">Adamite</hi>, <hi rend="italic">Ranter</hi>, and <hi rend="italic">Fift-Monarchy men</hi>,
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> cannot, nay will not digest within her
  liberal stomach such corroding morsels: So that this Province is an utter Enemy
  to blasphemous and zealous Imprecations, drain'd from the Lymbeck of hellish
  and damnable Spirits, as well as profuse prophaness, that issues from the
  prodigality of none but cract-brain Sots.</p>

  <lg n="6" rend="italic"><l n="1">'Tis said, the Gods lower down that Chain
  above, </l><l n="2">That tyes both Prince and Subject up in Love; </l><l n="3">And if this Fiction of the Gods be true, </l><l n="4">Few,
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, in this can boast but you </l><l n="5">Live
  ever blest, and let those Clouds that do </l><l n="6">Eclipse most States, be
  always Lights to you; </l><l n="7">And dwelling so, you may for ever be </l><l n="8">The only Emblem of Tranquility. </l></lg> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head>CHAP. III.</head> <head rend="italic">The necessariness of Servitude
  proved, with the common usage of Servants in <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>
  together with their Priviledges. </head> <p n="37">As there can be no Monarchy
  without the Supremacy of a King and Crown, nor no King without Subjects, nor
  any Parents without it be by the fruitful off spring of Children; neither can
  there be any Masters, unless it be by the inferior Servitude of those that
  dwell under them, by a commanding enjoynment : And since it is ordained from
  the original and superabounding wisdom of all things, That there should be
  Degrees and Diversities amongst the Sons of men, in acknowledging of a
  Superiority from Inferiors to Superiors; the Servant with a reverent and
  befitting Obedience is as liable to this duty in a measurable performance to
  him whom he serves; as the loyalest of Subjects to his Prince. Then since it is
  a common and ordained Fate, that there must be Servants as well as Masters, and
  that good Servitudes are those Colledges of Sobriety that checks in the giddy
  and wild-headed youth from his profuse and uneven course of life, by a limited
  constrainment, as well as it otherwise agrees with the moderate and discreet
  Servant: Why should there be such an exclusive Obstacle in the' minds' and
  unreasonable dispositions of many people, against the limited time of
  convenient and necessary Servitude, when it is a thing so requisite, that the
  best of Kingdoms would be unhing'd from their quiet and well setled Government
  without it. Which levelling doctrine we here of <hi rend="italic">England</hi>
  in this latter age (whose womb was truss'd out with nothing but confused
  Rebellion) have too much experienced, and was daily rung into the ears of the
  tumultuous Vulgar by the Bell-weather Sectaries of the Times: But (blessed be
  God) those Clouds are blown over, and the Government of the Kingdom coucht
  under a more stable form. </p>

  <p n="38">There is no truer Emblem of Confusion either in Monarchy or
  Domestick Governments, then when either the Subject, or the Servant, strives
  for the upper hand of his Prince, or Master, and to be equal with him, from
  whom he receives his present subsistance : Why then, if Servitude be so
  necessary that no place can be governed in order, nor people live without it,
  this may serve to tell those which prick up their ears and bray against it,
  That they are none but Asses, and deserve the Bridle of a strict commanding
  power to reine them in: For I'me certainly confident, that there are several
  Thousands in most Kingdoms of Christendom, that could not at all live and
  subsist, unless they had served some prefixed time, to learn either some Trade,
  Art, or Science, and by either of them to extract their present livelihood.</p>

  <p n="39">Then methinks this may stop the mouths' of those that will
  undiscreetly compassionate them that dwell under necessary Servitudes ; for let
  but Parents of an indifferent capacity in Estates, when their Childrens age by
  computation speak them seventeen or eighteen years old, turn them loose to the
  wide world, without a seven years working Apprenticeship (being just brought up
  to the bare formality of a little reading and writing) and you shall
  immediately see how weak and shiftless they'le be towards the maintaining and
  supporting of themselves; and (without either stealing or begging) their bodies
  like a Sentinel must continually wait to see when their Souls will be frighted
  away by the pale Ghost of a starving want.</p>

  <p n="40">Then let such, where Providence hath ordained to live as Servants,
  either in <hi rend="italic">England</hi> or beyond Sea, endure the prefixed
  yoak of their limited time with patience, and then in a small computation of
  years, by an industrious endeavour, they may become Masters and Mistresses of
  Families themselves. And let this be spoke to the deserved praise of
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, That the four years I served there were not
  to me so slavish, as a two years Servitude of a Handicraft Apprenticeship was
  here in London; Volend enim nil dif cile : Not that I write this to seduce or
  delude any, or to draw them from their native soyle, but out of a love to my
  Countrymen, whom in the general I wish well to, and that the lowest of them may
  live in such a capacity of Estate, as that the bare interest of their
  Livelihoods might not altogether depend upon persons of the greatest
  extendments.</p>

  <p n="41">Now those whose abilities here in <hi rend="italic">England</hi>
  are capable of maintaining themselves in any reasonable and handsom manner,
  they had best so to remain, lest the roughness of the Ocean, together with the
  staring visages of the wide Animals, which they may see after their arrival
  into the Country, may alter the natural dispositions of their bodies, that the
  stay'd and solid part that kept its motion by Doctor 7Trigs purgationary
  operation, may run beyond the byas of the wheel in a violent and laxative
  confusion.</p>

  <p n="42">Now contrarywise, they who are low, and make bare shifts to buoy
  themselves up above the shabby center of beggarly and incident casualties, I
  heartily could wish the removal of some of them into MaryLand, which would make
  much better for them that stay'd behind, as well as it would advantage those
  that went.</p>

  <p n="43">They whose abilities cannot extend to purchase their own
  transportation into <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> (and surely he that
  cannot command so small a sum for so great a matter, his life must needs be
  mighty low and dejected), I say they may for the debarment of a four years
  sordid liberty, go over into this Province and there live plentiously well. And
  what's a four years Servitude to advantage a man all the remainder of his
  dayes, making his predecessors happy in his sufficient abilities, which he
  attained to partly by the restrainment of so small a time ? Now those that
  commit themselves into the care of the Merchant to carry them over, they need
  not trouble themselves with any inquisitive search touching their Voyage; for
  there is such an honest care and provision made for them all the time they
  remain aboard the Ship, and are sailing over, that they want for nothing that
  is necessary and convenient. </p>

  <p n="44">The Merchant commonly before they go aboard the Ship, or set
  themselves in any forwardness for their Voyage, has Conditions of Agreements
  drawn between him and those that by a voluntary consent become his Servants, to
  serve him, his Heirs or Assigns, according as they in their primitive
  acquaintance have made their bargain, some two, some three, some four years;
  and whatever the Master or Servant tyes himself up to here in <hi rend="italic">England</hi> by Condition, the Laws of the Province will force a
  performance of when they come there: Yet here is this Priviledge in it when
  they arrive, If they dwell not with the Merchant they made their first
  agreement withall, they may choose whom they will serve their prefixed time
  with; and after their curiosity has pitcht on one whom they think fit for their
  turn, and that they may live well withall, the Merchant makes an Assignment of
  the Indenture over to him whom they of their free will have chosen to be their
  Master, in the same nature as we here in <hi rend="italic">England</hi> (and no
  otherwise) turn over Covenant Servants or Apprentices from one Master to
  another. Then let those whose chaps are always breathing forth those filthy
  dregs of abusive exclamations, which are Lymbeckt from their sottish and
  preposterous brains, against this Country of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>,
  saying, That those which are transported over thither, are sold in open Market
  for Slaves, and draw in Carts like Horses; which is so damnable an untruth,
  that if they should search to the very Center of Hell, and enquire for a Lye of
  the most antient and damned stamp, I confidently believe they could not find
  one to parallel this: For know, That the Servants here in <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> of all Colonies, distant or remote Plantations,
  have the least cause to complain, either for strictness of Servitude, want of
  Provisions, or need of Apparel: Five dayes and a half in the Summer weeks is
  the alotted time that they work in; and for two months, when the Sun
  predominates in the highest pitch of his heat, they claim an antient and
  customary Priviledge, to repose themselves three hours in the day within the
  house, and this is undeniably granted to them that work in the Fields.</p>

  <p n="45">In the Winter time, which lasteth three months (<hi rend="italic">viz</hi>.), <hi rend="italic">December</hi>, <hi rend="italic">January</hi>, and <hi rend="italic">February</hi>, they do little
  or no work or imployment, save cutting of wood to make good fires to sit by,
  unless their Ingenuity will prompt them to hunt the Deer, or Bear, or recreate
  themselves in Fowling, to slaughter the Swans, Geese, and Turkeys (which this
  Country affords in a most plentiful manner) : For every Servant has a Gun,
  Powder and Shot allowed him, to sport him withall on all Holidayes and
  leasurable tunes, if he be capable of using it, or be willing to learn.</p>

  <p n="46">Now those Servants which come over into this Province, being
  Artificers, they never (during their Servitude) work in the Fields, or do any
  other employment save that which their Handicraft and Mechanick endeavours are
  capable of putting them upon, and are esteem'd as well by their Masters, as
  those that imploy them, above measure. He that's a Tradesman here in
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> (though a Servant), lives as well as most
  common Handicrafts do in London, though they may want something of that Liberty
  which Freemen have, to go and come at their pleasure; yet if it were rightly
  understood and considered, what most of the Liberties of the several poor
  Tradesmen are taken up about, and what a care and trouble attends that thing
  they call Liberty, which according to the common translation is but Idleness,
  and (if weighed in the Ballance of a just Reason) will be found to be much
  heavier and cloggy then the four years restrainment of a <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> Servitude. He that lives in the nature of a
  Servant in this Province, must serve but four years by the Custom of the
  Country; and when the expiration of his time speaks him a Freeman,. there's a
  Law in the Province, that enjoyns his Master whom he hath served to give him
  Fifty Acres of Land, Corn to serve him a whole year, three Suits of Apparel,
  with things necessary to them, and Tools to work withall ; so that they are no
  sooner free, but they are ready to set up for themselves, and when once entred,
  they live.passingly well. </p>

  <p n="47">The Women that go over into this Province as Servants, have the
  best luck here as in any place of 'the _world besides; for they are no sooner
  on shoar, but they are courted into a Copulative Matrimony, which some of them
  (for aught I know) had they not come to such a Market with their Virginity,
  might have kept it by them untill it had been mouldy, unless they had let it
  out by a yearly rent to some of the Inhabitants of Lewknors-Lane, or made a
  Deed of Gift of it to Mother Coney, having only a poor stipend out of it,
  untill the Gallows or Hospital called them away. Men have not altogether so
  good luck as Women in this kind, or natural preferment, without they be good
  Rhetoricians, and well vers'd in the Art of perswasion, then (probably) they
  may ryvet themselves in the time of their Servitude into the private and
  reserved favour of their Mistress, if Age speak their Master deficient.</p>

  <p n="48">In short, touching the Servants of this Province, they live well in
  the time of their Service, and by their restrainment in that time, they are
  made capable of living much better when they come to be free; which in several
  other parts of the world I have observed, That after some servants have brought
  their indented and limited time to a just and legal period by Servitude, they
  have been much more incapable of supporting themselves from sinking into the
  Gulf of a slavish, poor, fettered, and intangled life, then all the fastness of
  their prefixed time did involve them in before.</p>

  <p n="49">Now the main and principal Reason of those incident casualties,
  that wait continually upon the residences of most poor Artificers, is (I
  gather) from the multiciplicity or innumerableness of those several Companies
  of Tradesmen, that dwell so closely and stiflingly together in one and the same
  place, that like the chafing Gum in Watered-Tabby, they eat into the folds of
  one anothers Estates. And this might easily be remedied, would but some of them
  remove and disperse distantly where want and necessity calls for them; their
  dwellings (I am confident) would be much larger, and their conditions much
  better, as well in reference to their Estates, as to the satisfactoriness of
  their minds, having a continual imployment, and from that imployment a
  continual benefit, without either begging, seducing, or flattering for it,
  encroaching that one month from one of the same profession, that they are
  heaved out themselves the next. For I have observed on the other side of
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, that the whole course of most Mechanical
  endeavours, is to catch, snatch, and undervalue one another, to get a little
  work, or a Customer; which when they have attained by their lowbuilt and
  sneaking circumventings, it stands upon so flashy, mutable, and transitory a
  foundation, that the best of his hopes is commonly extinguisht before the poor
  undervalued Tradesman is warm in the enjoyment of his Customer. </p>

  <p n="50">Then did not a cloud of low and base Cowardize eclipse the Spirits
  of these men, these things might easily be diverted; but they had as live take
  a Bear by the tooth, as think of leaving their own Country, though they live
  among their own National people, and are governed by the same Laws they have
  here, yet all this wont do with them; and all the Reason they can render to the
  contrary is, There's a great Sea betwixt them and <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, and in that Sea there are Fishes, and not only
  Fishes but great Fishes, and then should a Ship meet with such an
  inconsiderable encounter as a Whale, one blow with his tayle, and then Lord
  have Mercy upon us : Yet meet with these men in their common Exchange, which is
  one story high in the bottom of a Celler, disputing over a Black-pot, it would
  be monstrously dreadful here to insert the particulars, one swearing that he
  was the first that scaled the Walls of Dundee, when the Bullets flew about
  their ears as thick as Hailstones usually fall from the Sky; which if it were
  but rightly examined, the most dangerous Engagement that ever he was in, was
  but at one of the flashy battels at _Mnsbury, where commonly there's more
  Custard greedily devoured, than men prejudiced by the rigour of the War. Others
  of this Company relating their several dreadful exploits, and when they are
  just entring into the particulars, let but one step in and interrupt their
  discourse, by telling them of a Sea Voyage, and the violency of storms that
  attends it, and that there are no backdoors to run out at, which they call, a
  handsom Retreat and Charge again; the apprehensive danger of this is so
  powerful and penetrating on them, that a damp sweat immediately involves their
  Microcosm, so that Margery the old Matron of the Celler, is fain to run for a
  half-peny-worth of Angelica to rub their nostrils; and though the Port-hole of
  their bodies has been stopt from a convenient Evacuation some several months,
  theyl'e need no other Suppository to open the Orifice of their Esculent
  faculties then this Relation, as their Drawers or Breeches can more at large
  demonstrate to the inquisitive search of the curious.</p>

  <p n="51">Now I know that some will be apt to judge, that I have written this
  last part out of derision to some of my poor Mechanick Country-men: Truly I
  must needs tell those to their face that think so of me, that they prejudice me
  extremely, by censuring me as guilty of any such crime: What I have written is
  only to display the sordidness of their dispositions, who rather than they will
  remove to another Country to live plentiously well, and give their Neighbors
  more Elbow-room and space to breath in, they will croud and throng upon one
  another, with the pressure of a beggarly and unnecessary weight. </p>

  <p n="52">That which I have to say more in this business, is a hearty and
  desirous wish, that the several poor Tradesmen here in London that I know, and
  have borne an occular testimony of their want, might live so free from care as
  I did when I dwelt in the bonds of a four years Servitude in <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>.</p>

  <lg n="7" rend="italic"><l n="1">
  Be just (Domestick Monarchs) unto them </l><l n="2">That dwell as Household
  Subjects to each Realm;</l><l n="3">
  Let not your Power make you be too severe,</l><l n="4">
  Where there's small faults reign in your sharp Career </l><l n="5">So that
  the Worlds base yelping Crew </l><l n="6">May'nt bark what I have wrote is writ
  untrue, </l><l n="7">So use your Servants, if there come no more, </l><l n="8">They may serve Eight, instead of serving Four. </l></lg> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head>CHAP. IV.</head> <head rend="italic">Upon Trafique, and what
  Merchandizing Commodities this Province affords, also how Tobacco is planted
  and made fit for Commerce. </head> <p n="53"> Trafique, Commerce, and Trade,
  are those great wheeles that by their circular and continued motion, turn into
  most Kingdoms of the Earth the plenty of abundant Riches that they are commonly
  fed withall: For Trafique in his right description, is the very soul of a
  Kingdom; and should but Fate ordain a removal of it for some years, from the
  richest and most populous Monarchy that dwells in the most fertile clyme of the
  whole Universe, he would soon find by a wouul experiment, the miss and loss of
  so reviving a supporter. And I am certainly confident, that <hi rend="italic">England</hi> would as soon feel her feebleness by withdrawment of
  so great an upholder; as well in reference to the internal and healthful
  preservative of her Inhabitants, for want of those Medicinal Drugs that are
  landed upon her Coast every year, as the external profits, Glory and beneficial
  Graces that accrue by her.</p>

  <p n="54"><rs type="classical" rend="italic">Paracelsus</rs> might knock down
  his Forge, if Trafique and Commerce should once cease, and grynde the hilt of
  his Sword into Powder, and take some of the Infusion to make him so valorous,
  that he might cut his own Throat in the honor of Mercury: Galen might then burn
  his Herbal, and like Joseph of Arimathea, build him a Tomb in his Garden, and
  so rest from his labours: Our Physical Collegians of London would have no cause
  then to thunder Fire-balls at Nich. Culpeppers Dispensatory. All Herbs, Roots,
  and Medicines would bear their original christening, that the ignorant might
  understand them <foreign rend="italic">Album grecum</foreign> would not be
  <foreign rend="italic">Album grecum</foreign> then, but a Dogs turd would be a
  Dogs turd in plain terms, in spight of their teeth.</p>

  <p n="55">If Trade should once cease, the Custom-house would soon miss her
  hundreds and thousands Hogs-heads of Tobacco, that use to be throng in her
  every year, as well as the Grocers would in their Ware-houses and Boxes, the
  Gentry and Commonalty in their Pipes, the Physician in his Drugs and Medicinal
  Compositions; The (leering) Waiters for want of imployment, might (like so many
  <hi rend="italic">Diogenes</hi>) intomb themselves in their empty Casks, and
  rouling themselves off the Key into the <hi rend="italic">Thames</hi>, there
  wander up and down from tide to tide in contemplation of Aristotles unresolved
  curiosity, until the rottenness of their circular habitation give them a
  Quietus est, and fairly surrender them up into the custody of those who both
  for profession, disposition and nature, lay as near claim to them, as if they
  both tumbled in one belly, and for name they jump alike, being according to the
  original translation both Sharkes.</p>

  <p n="56">Silks and Cambricks, and Lawns to make sleeves, would be as soon
  miss'd at Court, as Gold and Silver would be in the Mint and Pockets-- The
  Low-Country Soldier would be at a cold stand for Outlandish Furrs to make him
  Muffs, to keep his ten similitudes warm in the Winter, as well as the Furrier
  for want of Skins to uphold his Trade.</p>

  <p n="57">Should Commerce once cease, there is no Country in the habitable
  world but would undoubtedly miss that flourishing, splendid and rich gallantry
  of Equipage, that Trafique maintained and drest her up in, before she received
  that fatal Eclipse: <hi rend="italic">England</hi>, France, Germany and Spain,
  together with all the Kingdoms</p>

  <p n="58">But stop (good Muse) lest I should, like the Parson of Pancras, run
  so far from my Text in half an hour, that a two hours trot back again would
  hardly fetch it up: I had best while I am alive in my Doctrine, to think again
  of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, lest the business of other Countries take
  up so much room in my brain, that I forget and bury her in oblivion.</p>

  <p n="59">The three main Commodities this Country affords for Trafique, are
  Tobacco, Furrs, and Flesh. Furrs and Skins, as Beavers, Otters, Musk-Rats,
  Rackoons, Wild-Cats, and Elke or Buffeloe, with divers others, which were first
  made vendible by the <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, of the Country, and sold
  to the Inhabitant, and by them to the Merchant, and so transported into
  <hi rend="italic">England</hi> and other places' where it becomes most
  commodious.</p>

  <p n="60">Tobacco is the only solid Staple Commodity of this Province: The
  use of it was first found out by the <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, many Ages
  agoe, and transferr'd into Christendom by that great Discoverer of America
  Columbus. It's generally made by all the Inhabitants of this Province, and
  between the months of March and April they sow the seed (which is much smaller
  then Mustard-seed) in small beds and patches digg'd up and made so by art, and
  about May the Plants commonly appear green in those beds: In June they are
  transplanted from their beds, and set in little hillocks in distant rowes, dug
  up for the same purpose; some twice or thrice they are weeded, and succoured
  from their illegitimate Leaves that would be peeping out from the body of the
  Stalk. They top the several Plants as they find occasion in their predominating
  rankness : About the middle of September they cut the Tobacco down, and carry
  it into houses, (made for that purpose) to bring it to its purity: And after it
  has attained, by a convenient attendance upon time, to its perfection, it is
  then tyed up in bundles, and packt into Hogs-heads, and then laid by for the
  Trade.</p>

  <p n="61">Between November and January there arrives in this Province
  Shipping to the number of twenty sail and upwards, all Merchant-men loaden with
  Commodities to Trafique and dispose of, trucking with the Planter for Silks,
  Hollands, Serges, and Broad-clothes, with other necessary Goods, priz'd at such
  and such rates as shall be judg'd on is fair and legal, for Tobacco at so much
  the pound, and advantage on both sides considered; the Planter for his work,
  and the Merchant for adventuring himself and his Commodity into so far a
  Country: Thus is the Trade on both sides drove on with a fair and honest
  Decorum.</p>

  <p n="62">The Inhabitants of this Province are seldom or never put to the
  affrightment of being robb'd of their money, nor to dirty their Fingers by
  telling of vast sums: They have more bags to carry Corn, then Coyn; and though
  they want, but why should I call that a want which is only a necessary miss?
  the very effects of the dirt of this Province affords as great a profit to the
  general Inhabitant, as the Gold of Peru doth to the straight-breecht Commonalty
  of the Spaniard.</p>

  <p n="63">Our Shops and Exchanges of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, are
  the Merchants Store-houses, where with few words and protestations Goods are
  bought and delivered; not like those Shop-keepers Boys in London, that
  continually cry, What do ye lack Sir? What d'ye buy? yelping with so wide a
  mouth, as if some Apothecary had hired their mouths to stand open to catch
  Gnats and Vagabond Flyes in.then money. I must confess the New-England men that
  trade into this Province, had rather have fat Pork for their Goods, than
  Tobacco or Furrs,which I conceive is, because their bodies being fast bound up
  with the cords of restringent Zeal, they are fain to make use of the lineaments
  of this Non-Canaanite creature physically to loosen them; for a bit of a pound
  upon a two-peny Rye loaf, according to the original Receipt, will bring the
  costiv'st red-ear'd Zealot in some three hours time to a fine stool, if
  methodically observed.</p>

  <p n="64">Medera,Wines, Sugars, Salt, Wickar-Chairs, and Tin Candlesticks, is
  the most of the Commodities they bring in: They arrive in <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> about September, being most of them Ketches and
  Barkes, and such small Vessels, and those dispersing themselves into several
  small Creeks of this Province, to sell and dispose of their Commodities, where
  they know the Market is most fit for their small Adventures.</p>

  <p n="65">Barbadoes, together with the several adjacent Islands, has much
  Provision yearly from this Province: And though these Sun-burnt Phaetons think
  to outvye <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> in their Silks and Puffs, daily
  speaking against her whom their necessities makes them beholding to, and like
  so many Don Diegos that becackt Pauls, cock their Felts and look big upon't ;
  yet if a man could go down into their infernals, and see how it fares with them
  there, I believe he would hardly find any other Spirit to buoy them up, then
  the ill-visaged Ghost of want, that continually wanders from gut to gut to feed
  upon the undigested rynes of Potatoes.</p>

  <lg n="8"><l n="1">Trafque is Earth's great Atlas, that supports </l><l n="2">The pay of Armies, and the height of Courts, </l><l n="3">And makes
  Mechanicks live, that else would die </l><l n="4">Meer starving Martyrs to
  their penury </l><l n="5">None but the Merchant of this thing can boast,</l><l n="6">
  He, like the Bee, comes loaden from each Coast,</l><l n="7">
  And to all Kingdoms, as within a Hive, </l><l n="8">Stows up those Riches
  that doth make them thrive </l><l n="9">Be thrifty, <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, keep what thou hast in store, </l><l n="10">And
  each years Trafique to thy self get more. </l></lg> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <head>A Relation of the Customs, Manners, Absurdities, and Religion of the
  SUSQUEHANOCK INDIANS in and near <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>.</head>
  <p n="66">AS the diversities of Languages (since Babels confusion) has made the
  distinction between people and people, in this Christendompart of the world; so
  are they distinguished Nation from Nation, by the diversities and confusion of
  their Speech and Languages here in America: And as every Nation differs in
  their Laws, Manners and Customs, in Europe, Asia and Africa, so do they the
  very same here; That it would be a most intricate and laborious trouble, to run
  (with a description) through the several Nations of <hi rend="italic">Indians</hi>, here in America, considering the innumerableness
  and diversities of them that dwell on this vast and unmeasured Continent But
  rather then I'le be altogether silent, I shall do like the Painter in the
  Comedy, who being to limne out the Pourtraiture of the Furies, as they
  severally appeared, set himself behind a Pillar, and between fright and
  amazement, drew them by guess. Those Indians that I have convers'd withall here
  in this Province of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, and have had any occular
  experimental view of either of their Customs, Manners, Religions, and
  Absurdities, are called by the name of Susquehanocks, being a people lookt upon
  by the Christian Inhabitants, as the most Noble and Heroick Nation of Indians
  that dwell upon the confines of America; also are so allowed and lookt upon by
  the rest of the Indians, by a submissive and tributary acknowledgement; being a
  people cast into the mould of a most large and Warlike deportment, the men
  being for the most part seven foot high in latitude, and in magnitude and bulk
  suitable to so high a pitch; their voyce large and hollow, as ascending out of
  a Cave, their gate and behavior strait, stately and majestick, treading on the
  Earth with as much pride, contempt, and disdain to so sordid a Center, as can
  be imagined from a creature derived from the same mould and Earth. </p>

  <p n="67">Their bodies are cloth'd with no other Armour to defend them from
  the nipping frosts of a benumbing Winter, or the penetrating and scorching
  influence of the Sun in a hot Summer, then what Nature gave them when they
  parted with the dark receptacle of their mothers womb. They go Men, Women and
  Children, all naked, only where shame leads them by a natural instinct to be
  reservedly modest, there they become cover'd. The formality of dezabels
  artificial Glory is much courted and followed by these Indians, only in matter
  of colours (I conceive) they differ.</p>

  <p n="68">The Indians paint upon their faces one stroke of red, another of
  green, another of white, and another of black, so that when they have
  accomplished the Equipage of their Countenance in this trim, they are the only
  Hieroglyphicks and Representatives of the Furies. Their skins are naturally
  white, but altered from their originals by the several dyings of Roots and
  Barks, that they prepare and make useful to metamorphize their hydes into a
  dark Cinamon brown. The hair of their head is black, long and harsh, but where
  Nature hath appointed the situation of it any where else, they divert it (by an
  antient custom) from its growth, by pulling it up hair by hair by the root in
  its primitive appearance. Several of them wear divers impressions on their
  breasts and armes, as the picture of the Devil, Bears, Tigers, and Panthers,
  which are imprinted on their several lineaments with much difficulty and pain,
  with an irrevocable determination of its abiding there: And this they count a
  badge of Heroick Valour, and the only Ornament due to their Heroes.
  <note type="explanatory" resp="editor">
  Smith thus describes them: <q>"Sixty of those
  Sasquesahanocks came to vs with skins, Bowes, Arrows, Targets, Beads, swords
  and Tobacco pipes for presents. Such great and well proportioned men are
  seldome seene, for they seemed like Giants to the English; yea and to the
  neighbours, yet seemed of an honest and simple disposition, with much adoe
  restrained from adoring vs as Gods. Those are the strangest people of all those
  Countries, both in language and attire; for their language it may well beseeme
  their proportions, sounding from them as a voyce in a vault. Their attire is
  the skinner of Beares, and Woolues, some have Cassacks made of Beares heads and
  skinnes, that a mans head goes through the skinnes neck, and the eares of the
  Beare fastened to his shoulders, the nose and teeth hanging downe his breast,
  another Beares face split behind him, and at the end of the Nose hung a Pawe,
  the halfe sleeues comming to the elbowes were the neckes of Beares and the
  armes through the mouth with the pawes hanging at their noses. One had the head
  of a Wolfe hanging in a chaine for a Iewell, his tobacco pipe three-quarters of
  a yard long, prettily caused with a Bird, a Deere or some such devise at the
  great end, sufficient to beat out ones braines; with Bowes, Arrowes and Clubs,
  suitable to their greatnesse. They are scarce known to Powhatan. They can make
  near 600 able men, and are palisadoed in their Townes to defend them from the
  Massawomekes, their mortal enemies. Five of their chief Werowances came aboord
  vs and crossed the. Bay in their Barge. The picture of the greatest of them is
  signified in the Mappe. The calfe of whose leg was three-quarters of a yard
  about, and all the rest of his limbes so answerable to that proportion, that he
  seemed the goodliest man we ever beheld. His hayre, the one side was long, the
  other shore close with a ridge over his crowne like a cocks combe. His arrowes
  were five-quarters long, headed with the splinters of a white christall-like
  stone, in form of a heart, an inch broad, and an inch and a halfe or more long.
  These he wore in a Woolues skinne at his backe for his quiver, his bow in one
  hand and his club in the other, as described.? <title rend="italic">Smith's Voyages</title> (Am. ed.), i, p.119-20. Tattooing
  referred to by our author, was an ancient Egyptian custom, and is still
  retained by the women. See <title rend="italic">Lane's Modern
  Egyptians</title>, etc. It was forbidden to the Jews in <title rend="italic">Leviticus</title>,19 : 28." </q></note> </p>

  <p n="69">These Susquehanock Indians are for the most part great Warriours,
  and seldom sleep one Summer in the quiet armes of a peaceable Rest, but keep
  (by their present Power, as well as by their former Conquest) the several
  Nations of Indians round about them, in a forceable obedience and
  subjection.</p>

  <p n="70">Their Government is wrapt up in so various and intricate a
  Laborynth, that the speculativ'st Artist in the whole World, with his
  artificial and natural Opticks, cannot see into the rule or sway of these
  Indians, to distinguish what name of Government to call them by; though Purchas
  in his Peregrination between London and Essex, (which he calls the whole World)
  will undertake (forsooth) to make a Monarchy of them, but if he had said
  Anarchy, his word would have pass'd with a better belief. All that ever I could
  observe in them as to this matter is, that he that is most cruelly Valorous, is
  accounted the most Noble: Here is very seldom any creeping from a Country Farm,
  into a Courtly Gallantry, by a sum of money; nor feeing the Heralds to put
  Daggers and Pistols into their Armes, to make the ignorant believe that they
  are lineally descended from the house of the Wars and Conquests; he that fights
  best carries it here. </p>

  <p n="71">When they determine to go upon some Design that will and doth
  require a Consideration, some six of them get into a corner, and sit in Juncto
  ; and if thought fit, their business is made popular, and immediately put into
  action; if not, they make a full stop to it, and are silently reserv'd.</p>

  <p n="72">The Warlike Equipage they put themselves in when they prepare for
  .Belona's March, is with their faces, armes, and breasts confusedly painted,
  their hair greased with Bears oyl, and stuck thick with Swans Feathers, with a
  wreath or Diadem of black and white Beads upon their heads, a small Hatchet,
  instead of a Cymetre, stuck in their girts behind them, and either with Guns,
  or Bows and Arrows. In this posture and dress they march out from their Fort,
  or dwelling, to the number of Forty in a Troop, singing (or rather howling out)
  the Decades or Warlike exploits of their Ancestors, ranging the wide Woods
  untill their fury has met with an Enemy worthy of their Revenge. What Prisoners
  fall into their hands by the destiny of War, they treat them very civilly while
  they remain with them abroad, but when they once return homewards, they then
  begin to dress them in the habit for death, putting on their heads and armes
  wreaths of Beads, greazing their hair with fat, some going before, and the rest
  behind, at equal distance from their Prisoners, bellowing in a strange and
  confused manner, which is a true presage and forerunner of destruction to their
  then conquered Enemy. </p>

  <p n="73">In this manner of march they continue till they have brought them
  to their Berken City, where they deliver them up to those that in cruelty will
  execute them, without either the legal Judgement of a Council of War, or the
  benefit of their Clergy at the Common Law. The common and usual deaths they put
  their Prisoners to, is to bind them to stakes, making a fire some distance from
  them; then one or other of them, whose Genius delights in the art of Paganish
  dissection, with a sharp knife or flint cuts the Cutis or outermost skin of the
  brow so deep, untill their nails, or rather Talons, can fasten themselves firm
  and secure in, then (with a most rigid jerk) disrobeth the head of skin and
  hair at one pull, leaving the skull almost as bare as those Monumental
  Skelitons at Chyrurgions-Hall ; but for fear they should get cold by leaving so
  warm and customary a Cap off, they immediately apply to the skull a Cataplasm
  of hot Embers to keep their Pericanium warm. While they are thus acting this
  cruelty on their heads, several others are preparing pieces of Iron, and
  barrels of old Guns, which they make red hot, to sear each part and lineament
  of their bodies, which they perform and act in a most cruel and barbarous
  manner And while they are thus in the midst of their torments and execrable
  usage, some tearing their skin and hair of their head off by violence, others
  searing their bodies with hot irons, some are cutting their flesh off, and
  eating it before their eyes raw while they are alive; yet all this and much
  more never makes them lower the Top-gallant sail of their Heroick courage, to
  beg with a submissive Repentance any indulgent favour from their persecuting
  Enemies; but with an undaunted contempt to their cruelty, eye it with so slight
  and mean a respect, as if it were below them to value what they did, they
  courageously (while breath doth libertize them) sing the summary of their
  Warlike Atchievements. </p>

  <p n="74">Now after this cruelty has brought their tormented lives to a
  period, they immediately fall to butchering of them into parts, distributing
  the several pieces amongst the Sons of War, to intomb the ruines of their
  deceased Conquest in no other Sepulchre then their unsanctified maws; which
  they with more appe tite and desire do eat and digest, then if the best of
  foods should court their stomachs to participate of the most restorative
  Banquet. Yet though they now and then feed upon the Carkesses of their Enemies,
  this is not a common dyet, but only a particular dish for the better sort; for
  there is not a Beast that runs in the Woods of America, but if they can by any
  means come at him, without any scruple of Conscience they'le fall too (without
  saying Grace) with a devouring greediness. </p>

  <p n="75">As for their Religion, together with their Rites and Ceremonies,
  they are so absurd and ridiculous, that its almost a sin to name them. They own
  no other Deity than the Devil, (solid or profound) but with a kind of a whde
  imaginary conjecture, they suppose from their groundless conceits, that the
  World had a Maker, but where he is that made it, or whether he be living to
  this day, they know not. The Devil, as I said before, is all the God they own
  or worship; and that more out of a slavish fear then any real Reverence to his
  Infernal or Diabolical greatness, he forcing them to their Obedience by his
  rough and rigid dealing with them, often appearing visibly among them to their
  terrour, bastinadoing them (with cruel menaces) even unto death, and burning
  their Fields of Corn and houses, that the relation thereof makes them tremble
  themselves when they tell it.</p>

  <p n="76">Once in four years they Sacrifice a Childe to him, in an
  acknowledgement of their fitm obedience to all his Devillish powers, and
  Hellish commands. The Priests to whom they apply themselves in matters of
  importance and greatest distress, are like those that attended upon the Oracle
  at Delphos, who by their Magic-spells could command a pro or con from the Devil
  when they pleas'd. These Indians oft-times raise great Tempests when they have
  any weighty matter or design in hand, and by blustering storms inquire of their
  Infernal God (the Devil) How matters shall go with them either in publick or
  private. </p>

  <p n="77">When any among them depart this life, they give him no other
  intombment, then to set him upright upon his breech in a hole dug in the Earth
  some five foot long, and three foot deep, covered over with the Bark of Trees
  Arch-wise, with his face Du-West, only leaving a hole half a foot square open.
  They dress hint in the same Equipage and Gallantry that he used to be trim'd in
  when he was alive, and so bury him (if a Soldier) with his Bows, Arrows, and
  Target, together with all the rest of his implements and weapons of War, with a
  Kettle of Broth, and Corn standing before him, lest he should meet with bad
  quarters in his way. His Kinred and Relations follow him to the Grave, sheath'd
  in Bear skins for close mourning, with the tayl droyling on the ground, in
  imitation of our -English Solemners, that think there's nothing like a tayl a
  Degree in length, to follow the dead Corpse to the Grave with. Here if that
  snuffling Prolocutor, that waits upon the dead Monuments of the Tombs at
  Westminster, with his white Rod were there, he might walk from Tomb to Tomb
  with his, Here lies the Duke of Ferrara and his Dutchess, and never find any
  decaying vacation, unless it were in the moldering Consumption of his own
  Lungs. They bury all within the wall or Pallisado'd impalement of their City,
  or Connadago as they call it. Their houses are low and long, built with the
  Bark of Trees Arch-wise, standing thick and confusedly together. They are
  situated a hundred and odd miles distant from the Christian Plantations of
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, at the head of a River that runs into the
  Bay of Chcesapike, called by their own name The Susquehanock River, where they
  remain and inhabit most part of the Summer time, and seldom remove far from it,
  unless it be to subdue any Forreign Rebellion. </p>

  <p n="78">About November the best Hunters draw off to several remote places
  of the Woods, where they know the Deer, Bear, and Elke useth; there they build
  them several Cottages, which they call their Winter-quarter, where they remain
  for the space of three months, untill they have killed up a sufficiency of
  Provisions to supply their Families with in the Summer.</p>

  <p n="79">The Women are the Butchers, Cooks, and Tillers of the ground, the
  Men think it below the honour of a Masculine, to stoop to any thing but that
  which their Gun, or Bow and Arrows can command. The Men kill the several Beasts
  which they meet withall in the Woods, and the Women are the Pack horses to
  fetch it in upon their backs, fleying and dressing the bydes, (as well as the
  flesh for provision) to make them fit for Trading, and which are brought down
  to the English at several seasons in the year, to truck and dispose of them for
  course Blankets, Guns, Powder and lead, Beads, small Looking-glasses, Knives,
  and Razors. </p>

  <p n="80">I never observed all the while I was amongst these naked Indians,
  that ever the Women wore the Breeches, or dared either in look or action
  predominate over the Men. They are very constant to their Wives; and let this
  be spoken to their Heathenish praise, that did they not alter their bodies by
  their dyings, paintings, and cutting themselves, marring those Excellencies
  that Nature bestowed upon them in their original conceptions and birth, there
  would be as amiable beauties amongst them, as any Alex, andria could afford,
  when Mark Anthony and Cleopatra dwelt there together. Their Marriages are short
  and authentique ; for after 'tis resolv'd upon by both parties, the Woman sends
  her intended Husband a Kettle of boyl'd Venison, or Bear; and he returns in
  lieu thereof Beaver or Otters Skins, and so their Nuptial Rites are concluded
  without other Ceremony. </p>

  <p n="81">Before I 'bring my Heathenish Story to a period, I have one thing
  worthy your observation: For as our Grammar Rules have it, Non decet quenquam
  me ire currentem aut mandantem : It doth not become any man to piss running or
  eating. These Pagan men naturally observe the same Rule; for they are so far
  from running, that like a Hare, they squat to the ground as low as they can,
  while the Women stand bolt upright with their armes a Kimbo, performing the
  same action, in so confident and obscene a posture, as if they had taken their
  Degrees of Entrance at Venice, and commenced Bawds of Art at Legorne.</p>

  </div1> </div0> <div0 rend="bold"> <head rend="bold">A Collection of some
  Letters that were written by the same Author, most of them in the time of his
  Servitude.</head> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my much Honored Friend Mr. T. B.
  <lb/><salute>Sir,</salute></opener> <p n="82">I have lived with sorrow to see
  the Anointed of the Lord tore from his Throne by the hands of Paricides, and in
  contempt haled, in the view of God, Angels and Men, upon a public Theatre, and
  there murthered. I have seen the sacred Temple of the Almighty, in scorn by
  Schismatics made the Receptacle of Theeves and Robbers; and those Religious
  Prayers, that in devotion Evening and Morning were offered up as a Sacrifice to
  our God, rent by Sacrilegious hands, and made no other use of, then sold to
  Brothel-houses to light Tobacco with.</p>

  <p n="83">Who then can stay, or will, to see things of so great weight
  steer'd by such barbarous Hounds as these First, were there an Egypt to go down
  to, I would involve my Liberty to them, upon condition ne'er more to - see my
  Country. What? live in silence under the sway of such base actions, is to give
  consent; and though the lowness of my present Estate and Condition, with the
  hazard I put my future dayes upon, might plead a just excuse for me to stay at
  home; but Heavens forbid: I'le rather serve in Chains, and draw the Plough with
  Animals, till death shall stop and say, It is enough. Sir, if you stay behind,
  I wish you well: I am bound for <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, this day I
  have made some entrance into my intended voyage, and when I have done more, you
  shall know of it. I have here inclosed what you of me desired, but truly
  trouble, discontent and business, have so amazed my senses, that what to write,
  or where to write, I conceive my self almost as uncapable as he that never did
  write. What you'le find will be Ex tempore, without the use of premeditation;
  and though there may want something of a flourishing stile to dress them forth,
  yet I'm certain there wants nothing of truth, will, and desire.</p>

  <lg n="9" rend="italic"><l n="1">Heavens bright Lamp, shine forth some of thy
  Light,</l><l n="2">
  But just so long to paint this dismal Night; </l><l n="3">Then draw thy
  beams, and hide thy glorious face, </l><l n="4">From the dark sable actions of
  this place; </l><l n="5">Leaving these lustful Sodomites groping still, </l><l n="6">To salisfie each dark unsatiate will, </l><l n="7">Untill at length the
  crimes that they commit, </l><l n="8">May sink them down to Hells Infernal pit.
  </l><l n="9">Base and degenerate Earth, how dost thou lye, </l><l n="10">That
  all that pass hiss, at thy Treachery ? </l><l n="11">Thou which couldst boast
  once of thy King and Crown, </l><l n="12">By base Meehanieks now art tumbled
  down,</l><l n="13">
  Brewers and Coblers, that have scarce an Eye, </l><l n="14">Walk hand in hand
  in thy Supremacy; </l><l n="15">And all those Courts where Majesty did Throne,
  </l><l n="16">Are now the Seats for Oliver and loan </l><l n="17">
  Persons of Honour, which did before inherit </l><l n="18">Their glorious
  Titles from deserved merit, </l><l n="19">Are all grown silent, and with wonder
  gaze, </l><l n="20">To view such Slaves drest in their Courtly rayes; </l><l n="21">To see a Drayman that knows nought but Yeast,</l><l n="22">
  Set in a Throne like Babylons red Beast, </l><l n="23">While heaps of
  Parasites do idolize</l><l n="24">
  This red-nos'd Bell, with fawning Sacrifice. </l><l n="25">What can we say?
  our King they've Murthered, </l><l n="26">And those well born, are basely
  buried </l><l n="27">Nobles are stain, and Royalists in each street </l><l n="28">Are seor'n'd, and kiek'd by most Men that they meet </l><l n="29">Religion's banisht, and Heresie survives, </l><l n="30">And none but
  Conventieks in this Age thrives. </l><l n="31">Oh could those Romans from their
  Ashes rise, </l><l n="32">That liv'd in Nero's time: Oh how their cries </l><l n="33">Would our perfidious Island shake, nay rend, </l><l n="34">With
  clamorous streaks unto the Heaven send </l><l n="35">Oh how they'd blush to see
  our Crimson crimes, </l><l n="36">And know the Subjects Authors of these times
  </l><l n="37">When as the Peasant he shall take his King, </l><l n="38">And
  without cause shall fall a murthering him; </l><l n="39">And when that's done,
  with Pride assume the Chair, </l><l n="40">And Nimrod-like, himself to heaven
  rear; </l><l n="41">Command the People, make the Land Obey </l><l n="42">His
  baser will, and swear to what he'l say. </l><l n="43">Sure, sure our God has
  not these evils sent </l><l n="44">To please himself, but for mans punishment
  </l><l n="45">And, when he shall from our dark sable Skies </l><l n="46">Withdraw these Clouds, and let our Sun arise, </l><l n="47">Our dayes
  will surely then in Glory shine, </l><l n="48">Both in our Temporal, and our
  State divine</l><l n="49">
  May this come quickly, though I may never see </l><l n="50">This glorious
  day, yet I would sympathie, </l><l n="51">And feel a joy run through each vain
  of blood, </l><l n="52">Though Vassalled on t'other side the Floud. </l><l n="53">Heavens protect his Sacred Majesty, </l><l n="54">From secret Plots,
  &amp; treacherous Villany. </l><l n="55">And that those Slaves that now
  predominate, </l><l n="56">Hang'd and destroy'd may be their best of Fate;
  </l><l n="57">And though Great Charles be distant from his own, </l><l n="58">Heaven I hope will seat him on his Throne. </l></lg> <closer> Vale.
  <salute>Yours and what I may, </salute><signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From the
  Chimney Corner upon a low cricket, where I writ this in the noise of some six
  women, Aug. 19. Anno </closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute>To my Honored Father at his House.</salute></opener>
  <p n="84">Before I dare bid Adieu to the old World, or shake hands with my
  native Soyl for ever, I have a Conscience inwards tells me, that I must offer
  up the remains of that Obedience of mine, that lyes close centered within the
  cave of my Soul, at the Alter, of your paternal Love: And though this Sacrifice
  of mine may chew something low and thread-bare, (at this time) yet know, That
  in the Zenith of all actions, Obedience is that great wheel that moves the
  lesser in their circular motion. </p>

  <p n="85">I am now entring for some time to dwell under the Government of
  Neptune, a Monarchy that I was never manured to live under, nor to converse
  with in his dreadful Aspect, neither do I know how I shall bear with his rough
  demands; but that God has carried me through those many gusts a shoar, which I
  have met withall in the several voyages of my life, I hope will Pilot me safely
  to my desired Port, through the worst of Stormes I shall meet withall at
  Sea.</p>

  <p n="86">We have strange, and yet good news aboard, that he whose vast mind
  could not be contented with spacious Territories to stretch his insatiate
  desires on, is (by an Almighty power) banished from his usuped Throne to dwell
  among the dead. I no sooner heard of it, but my melancholly Muse forced me upon
  this ensuing Distich.</p>

  <lg n="10" rend="italic"><l n="1">Poor vaunting Earth, gloss'd with uncertain
  .Pride, </l><l n="2">That liv'd in Pomp, yet worse than others dy'd: </l><l n="3">Who shall blow forth a Trumpet to thy praise ? </l><l n="4">Or call thy
  sable Actions shirring Rayes ? </l><l n="5">Such Lights as those blaze forth
  the vertued dead,</l><l n="6">
  And make them live, though they are buried. </l><l n="7">Thou'st gone, and to
  thy memory let be said,</l><l n="8">
  There lies that Oliver which of old betray'd </l><l n="9">His King and
  Master, and after did assume, </l><l n="10">With swelling Pride, to govern in
  his room. </l><l n="11">Here I'le rest satisfied, Scriptures expound to me,
  </l><l n="12">Tophet was made for such Supremacy. </l></lg> <p n="87">The death
  of this great Rebel (I hope) will prove an Omen to presage destruction on the
  rest. The World's in a heap of troubles and confusion, and while they are in
  the midst of their changes and amazes, the best way to give them the bag, is to
  go out of the World and leave them. I am now bound for <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, and I am told that's a New World, but if it
  prove no better than this, I shall not get much by my change; but before I'le
  revoke my Resolution, I am resolv'd to put it to adventure, for I think it can
  hardly be worse then this is: Thus committing you into the hands of that God
  that made you, I rest</p>

  <closer><salute>Your Obedient Son,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From
  aboard a Ship at Gravesend, Sept 7th, Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute>To my Brother</salute></opener> <p n="88">Leave you very near
  in the same condition as I am in my self, only here lies the difference, you
  were bound at Joyners Hall in London, Apprenticewise, and I conditionally at
  Navigators Hall, that now rides at an Anchor at Gravesend; I hope you will
  allow me to live in the largest Mayordom, by reason I am the eldest: None but
  the main Continent of America will serve me for a Corporation to inhabit in
  now, though I am affraid for all that, that the reins of my Liberty will be
  something shorter then yours will be in London: But as to that, what Destiny
  has ordered I am resolved with an adventerous Resolution to subscribe to, and
  with a contented imbracement enjoy it. I would fain have seen you once more in
  this Old World, before I go into the New, I know you have a chain about your
  Leg, as well as I have a clog about my Neck: If you can't come, send a line or
  two, if not, wish me well at least: I have one thing to charge home upon you,
  and I hope you will take my counsel, That you have alwayes an obedient Respect
  and Reverence to your aged Parents, that while they live they may have comfort
  of you, and when that God shall sound a retreat to their lives, that there they
  may with their gray hairs in joy go down to their Graves. </p>

  <p n="89">Thus concluding, wishing you a comfortable Servitude, a prosperous
  Life, and the assurance of a happy departure in the immutable love of him that
  made you,</p>

  <closer>Vale <salute>Your Brother, </salute><signed>G. A. </signed> <lb/>From
  Gravesend, Sept. 7. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute>To my much Honored Friend Mr. T. B. at his
  House</salute></opener> <p n="90">I am got ashoar with much ado, and it is very
  well I it is as it is, for if I had stayed a little longer, I had certainly
  been a Creature of the Water, for I had hardly flesh enough to carry me to
  Land, not that I wanted for any thing that the Ship could afford me in reason:
  But oh the great bowls of Pease-porridge that appeared in sight every day about
  the hour of twelve, ingulfed the senses of my Appetite so, with the restringent
  quality of the Salt Beef, upon the internal Inhabitants of my belly, that a
  Galenist for some days after my arrival, with his Bag-pipes of Physical
  operations, could hardly make my Puddings dance in any methodical order.</p>

  <p n="91">But to set by these things that happened unto me at Sea, I am now
  upon Land, and there I'le keep my self if I can, and for four years I am pretty
  sure of my restraint; and had I known my yoak would have been so easie, (as I
  conceive it will) I would have been here long before now, rather then to have
  dwelt under the pressure of a Rebellious and Trayterous Government so long as I
  did. I dwell now by providence in the Province of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, (under the quiet Government of the Lord
  Baltemore) which Country a bounds in a most glorious prosperity and plenty of
  all things. And though the Infancy of her situation might plead an excuse to
  those several imperfections, (if she were guilty of any of them) which by
  scandalous and imaginary conjectures are'falsly laid to her charge, and which
  she values with so little notice or perceivance of discontent, that she hardly
  alters her visage with a frown, to let them know she is angry with such a
  Rascality of people, that loves nothing better then their own sottish and
  abusive acclamations of baseness: To be short, the Country (so far forth as I
  have seen into it) is incomparable.</p>

  <p n="92">Here is a sort of naked Inhabitants, or wilde people, that have for
  many ages I believe lived here in the Woods of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, as well as in other parts of the Continent,
  before e'er it was by the Christian Discoverers found out; being a people
  strange to behold, as well in their looks, which by confused paintings makes
  them seem dreadful, as in their sterne and heroick gate and deportments, the
  Men are mighty tall and big limbed, the Women not altogether so large; they are
  most of them very well featured, did not their wilde and ridiculous dresses
  alter their original excellencies: The men are great Warriours and Hunters; the
  Women ingenious and laborious Housewives.</p>

  <p n="93">As to matter of their Worship, they own no other Deity then the
  Devil, and him more out of a slavish fear, then any real devotion, or willing
  acknowledgement to his Hellish power. They live in little small Bark-Cottages,
  in the remote parts of the Woods, killing and slaying the several Animals that
  they meet withall to make provision of, dressing their several Hydes and Skins
  to Trafique withall, when a conveniency of Trade presents. I would go on
  further, but like Doctor Case, when he had not a word more to speak for
  himself, I am afraid my beloved I have kept you too long. Now he that made you
  save you. Amen. </p>

  <p n="94" type="postscript">And not to forget Tom Forge I beseech you, tell
  him that my Love's the same towards him still, and as firm as it was about the
  overgrown Tryal, when Judgements upon judgements, had not I stept in, would
  have pursued him untill the day of Judgement, &amp;c.</p>

  <closer><salute>Yours to command,</salute><signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Febr. 6. Anno </closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my Father at his House. <salute>Sir,</salute></opener> <p n="95">After my Obedience (at so great and vast a distance) has humbly saluted
  you and my good Mother, with the cordialest of my prayers, wishes, and desires
  to wait upon you, with the very best of their effectual devotion, wishing from
  the very Center of my Soul your flourishing and well-being here upon Earth, and
  your glorious and everlasting happiness in the World to Come.</p>

  <p n="96">These lines (my dear Parents) come from that Son which by an
  irregular Fate was removed from his Native home, and after a five months
  dangerous passage, was landed on the remote Continent of America, in the
  Province of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, where now by providence I
  reside. To give you the particulars of the several accidents that happened in
  our voyage by Sea, it would swell a Journal of some sheets, and therefore too
  large and tedious for a Letter: I think it therefore necessary to bind up the
  relation in Octavo, and give it you in short.</p>

  <p n="97">We had a blowing and dangerous passage of it, and for some dayes
  after I arrived, I was an absolute Copernicus, it being one main point of my
  moral Creed, to believe the World had a pair of long legs, and walked with the
  burthen of the Creation upon her back. For to tell you the very truth of it,
  for some dayes upon Land, after so long and tossing a passage, I was so giddy
  that I could hardly tread an even step; so that all things both above and below
  (that was in view) appeared to me like the Kentish Britains to William the
  Conqueror, in a moving posture.</p>

  <p n="98">Those few number of weeks since my arrival, has given me but little
  experience to write any thing large of the Country; only thus much I can say,
  and that not from any imaginary conjectures, but from an occular observation,
  That this Country of <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> abounds in a flourishing
  variety of delightful Woods, pleasant groves, lovely Springs, together with
  spacious Navigable Rivers and Creeks, it being a most helthful and pleasant
  situation, so far as my knowledge has yet had any view in it.</p>

  <p n="99">Herds of Deer are as numerous in this Province of
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, as Cuckolds can be in London, only their
  horns are not so well drest and tipt with silver as theirs are.</p>

  <p n="100">Here if the Devil had such a Vagary in his head as he had once
  among the Gadareans, he might drown a thousand head of Hogs and they'd ne're be
  miss'd, for the very Woods of this Province swarms with them.</p>

  <p n="101">The Christian Inhabitant of this Province, as to the general,
  lives wonderful well and contented: The Government of this Province is by the
  loyalness of the people, and loving demeanor of the Proprietor and Governor of
  the same, kept in a continued peace and unity.</p>

  <p n="102">The Servant of this Province, which are stigmatiz'd for Slaves by
  the clappermouth jaws of the vulgar in <hi rend="italic">England</hi>, live
  more like Freemen then the most Mechanick Apprentices in London, wanting for
  nothing that is convenient and necessary, and according to their several
  capacities, are extraordinary well used and respected. So leaving things here
  as I found them, and lest I should commit Sacriledge upon your more serious
  meditations, with the Tautologies of a long-winded Letter, I'le subscribe with
  a heavenly Ejaculation to the God of Mercy to preserve you now and for
  evermore, Amen. </p>

  <closer><salute>Your Obedient Son,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Jan. 17. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my much Honored Friend Mr. M. F.
  <lb/><salute>Sir,</salute></opener> <p n="103">You writ to me when I was at
  Gravesend, (but I had no conveniency to send you an answer till now) enjoyning
  me, if possible, to give you a just Information by my diligent observance, what
  thing were best and most profitable to send into this Country for a commodious
  Trafique.</p>

  <p n="104">Sir, The enclosed will demonstrate unto you both particularly and
  at large, to the full satisfaction of your desire, it being an Invoyce drawn as
  exact to the business you imployed me upon, as my weak capacity could extend
  to.</p>

  <p n="105">Sir, If you send any Adventure to this Province, let me beg to
  give you this advice in it; That the Factor whom you imploy be a man of a
  Brain, otherwise the Planter will go near to make a Skimmingdish of his Skull:
  I know your Genius can interpret my meaning. The people of this place (whether
  the saltness of the Ocean gave them any alteration when they went over first,
  or their continual dwelling under the remote Clyme where they now inhabit, I
  know not) are a more acute people in general, in matters of Trade and Commerce,
  then in any other place of the World, and by their crafty and sure bargaining,
  do often over-reach the raw and unexperienced Merchant. To be short, he that
  undertakes Merchants imployment for <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, must
  have more of Knave in him then Fool; he must not be a windling piece of
  Formality, that will lose his Imployers Goods for Conscience sake; nor a flashy
  piece of Prodigality, that will give his Merchants fine Hollands, Laces, and
  Silks, to purchase the benevolence of a Female: But he must be a man of solid
  confidence, carrying alwayes in his looks the Effigies of an Execution upon
  Command, if he supposes a baffle or denyal of payment, where a debt for his
  Imployer is legally due. </p>

  <p n="106">Sir, I had like almost to forgot to tell you in what part of the
  World I am: I dwell by providence Servant to Mr. Thomas Stocket, in the County
  of Baltemore, within the Province of MaryLand, under the Government of the Lord
  Baltemore, being a Country abounding with the variety and diversity of all that
  is or may be rare. But lest I should Tantalize you with a relation of that
  which is very unlikely of your enjoying, by reason of that strong Antipathy you
  have ever had 'gainst Travel, as to your own particular: I'le only tell you,
  that <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> is seated within the large extending
  armes of America, between the Degrees of 36 and 38, being in Longitude from
  <hi rend="italic">England</hi> eleven hundred and odd Leagues.</p>

  <closer>Vale. <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Jan. 17. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my Honored Friend Mr. T. B. at his House.<lb/><salute>
  SIR,</salute></opener> <p n="107">Yours I received, wherein I find my self much
  obliged to you for your good opinion of rae, I return you millions of
  thanks.</p>

  <p n="108">Sir, you wish me well, and I pray God as well that those wishes
  may light upon me, and then I question not but all will do well. Those Pictures
  you sent sewed up in a Pastboard, with a Letter tacked on the outside, you make
  no mention at all what should be done with them: If they are Saints, unless I
  knew their names, I could make no use of them. Pray in your next let me know
  what they are, for my fingers itch to be doing with them one way or another.
  Our Government here hath had a small fit of a Rebellious Quotidian, but five
  Grains of the powder of Subvertment has qualified it. Pray be larger in your
  next how things stand in England: I understand His Majesty is return'd with
  Honour, and seated in the hereditary Throne of his Father; God bless him from
  Traytors, and the Church from Sacrilegious Schisms, and you as a loyal Subject
  to the one, and a true Member to the other; while you so continue, the God of
  order, peace and tranquility, bless and preserve you, Amen.</p>

  <closer>Vale. <lb/><salute>Your real Friend,</salute><signed>G. A. </signed>
  <lb/>From <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Febr. 20. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my Honored Father at his House. <salute>Sir,</salute></opener>
  <p n="109">With a twofold unmeasurable joy I received your Letter: First, in
  the consideration of Gods great Mercy to you in particular, (though weak and
  aged) yet to give you dayes among the living. Next, that his now most Excellent
  Majesty Charles the Second, is by the omnipotent Providence of God, seated in
  the Throne of his Father. I hope that God has placed him there, will give him a
  heart to praise and magnifie his name for ever, and a hand of just Revenge, to
  punish the murthering and rebellious Outrages of those Sons of shame and
  Apostacy, that Usurped the Throne of his Sacred Honour. Near about the time I
  received your Letter, (or a little before) here sprang up in this Province of
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs> a kind of pigmie Rebellion: A company of weak
  witted men, which thought to have traced the steps of Oliver in Rebellion. They
  began to be mighty stiff and hidebound in their proceedings, clothing
  themselves with the flashy pretences of future and imaginary honour, and (had
  they not been suddenly quell'd) they might have done so much mischief (for
  aught I know) that nothing but utter ruine could have ransomed their headlong
  follies. </p>

  <p n="110">His Majesty appearing in <hi rend="italic">England</hi>, he
  quickly (by the splendor of his Rayes) thawed the stiffness of their frozen and
  slippery intentions. All things (blessed be God for it) are at peace and unity
  here now: And as Luther being asked once, What he thought of some small
  Opinions that started up in his time? answered, That he thought them to be good
  honest people, exempting their error: So I judge of these men, That their
  thoughts were not so bad at first, as their actions would have led them into in
  process of time. I have here enclosed sent you something written in haste upon
  the Kings coming to the enjoyment of his Throne, with a reflection upon the
  former sad and bad times; I have done them as well as I could, considering all
  things: If they are not so well as they should be, all I can do is to wish them
  better for your sakes. My Obedience to you and my Mother alwayes devoted. </p>

  <closer><salute>Your Son</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Febr. 9. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute>To my Cosen Mris. Ellinor Evins.</salute></opener>
  <lg n="11" rend="italic"><l n="1">E' re I forget the Zenith of your
  Love.,</l><l n="2">
  L et me be banisht from the Thrones above; </l><l n="3">L ight let me never
  see, when I yrow rude,</l><l n="4">
  I ntomb your Love in base Ingratitude </l><l n="5">N or may I prosper, but
  the state </l><l n="6">0 f gaping Tantalus be my fate; </l><l n="7">R ather
  then I should thus preposterous grow, </l><l n="8">E arch would condemn me to
  her vaults below. </l><l n="9">V ertuous and Noble, could my Genius raise
  </l><l n="10">I mmortal Anthems to your Vestal praise, </l><l n="11">N one
  should be more laborious than I, </l><l n="12">S aint-like to Canonize you to
  the Sky. </l></lg> <p n="111">The Antimonial Cup (dear Cosen) you sent me, I
  had; and as soon as I received it, I went to work with the Infirmities and
  Diseases of my body. At the first draught, it made such havock among the
  several humors that had stolen into my body, that like a Conjurer in a room
  among a company of little Devils, they no sooner hear him begin to speak high
  words, but away they pack, and happy is he that can get out first, some up the
  Chimney, and the rest down stairs, till they are all disperst. So those
  malignant humors of my body, feeling the operative power, and medicinal virtue
  of this Cup, were so amazed at their sudden surprizal, (being alwayes before
  battered only by the weak assaults of some few Empyricks) they stood not long
  to dispute, but with joynt consent made their retreat, some running through the
  sink of the Skullery, the rest climbing up my ribs, took my mouth for a
  Garret-window, and so leapt out. </p>

  <p n="112">Cosen, For this great kindness of yours, in sending me this
  medicinal vertue, I return you my thanks It came in a very good time, when I
  was dangerously sick, and by the assistance of God it hath perfectly recovered
  me.</p>

  <p n="113">I have sent you here a few Furrs, they were all I could get at
  present, I humbly beg your acceptance of them, as a pledge of my love and
  thankfulness unto you; I subscribe,</p>

  <closer><salute>Your loving Cosen,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> From Mary
  Land, Dec. 9. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To My Brother P. A. <lb/><salute>Brother,</salute></opener>
  <p n="114">Have made a shift to unloose my self from my I Collar now as well as
  you, but I see at present either small pleasure or profit in it: What the
  futurality of my dayes will bring forth, I know not; For while I was linckt
  with the Chain of a restraining Servitude, I had all things cared for, and now
  I have all things to care for my self, which makes me almost to wish my self in
  for the other four years.</p>

  <p n="115">Liberty without money, is like a man opprest with the Gout, every
  step he puts forward puts him to pain;' when on the other side, he that has
  Coyn with his Liberty, is like the swift Post-Messenger of the Gods, that wears
  wings at his heels, his motion being swift or slow, as he pleaseth.</p>

  <p n="116">I received this year two Caps, the one white, of an honest plain
  countenance, the other purple, which I conceive to be some antient Monumental
  Relique ; which of them you sent I know not, and it was a wonder how I should,
  for there was no mention in the Letter, more then, that my Brother had sent me
  a Cap: They were delivered me in the company of some Gentlemen that ingaged me
  to write a few lines upon the purple one, and because they were my Friends I
  could not deny them; and here I present them to you as they were written.</p>

  <lg n="12" rend="italic"><l n="1">Haile from the dead, or from
  Eternity,</l><l n="2">
  Thou Velvit Relique of Antiquity; </l><l n="3">Thou which appear'st here in
  thy purple hew, </l><l n="4">Tell's how the dead within their Tombs do
  doe.;</l><l n="5">
  Ilow those Ghosts fare within each Marble Cell, </l><l n="6">Where amongst
  them for Ages thou didst dwell.</l><l n="7">
  What Brain didst cover there ,2 tell us that we</l><l n="8">
  Upon our knees vayle Rats to honour thee </l><l n="9">And if no honour's due,
  tell us whose pate </l><l n="10">Thou basely coveredst, and we'l joyntly hate
  </l><l n="11">Let's know his name, that we may shew neglect; </l><l n="12">If
  otherwise, we'l kiss thee with respect. </l><l n="13">Say, didst thou cover
  Noll's old brazen head, </l><l n="14">Which on the top of Westminster high Lead
  </l><l n="15">Stands on a Pole, erected to the sky, </l><l n="16">As a grand
  Trophy to his memory. </l><l n="17">From his perfidious skull didst thou fall
  down, </l><l n="18">In a dis-dain to honour such a crown </l><l n="19">With
  three-pile Velvet ? tell me, hadst thou thy fall </l><l n="20">From the high
  top of that Cathedral ? </l><l n="21">None of the Heroes of the Roman stem,
  </l><l n="22">Wore ever such a fashion'd Diadem, </l><l n="23">Didst thou speak
  Turkish in thy unknown dress, </l><l n="24">Thou'dst cover Great Mogull, and no
  man less; </l><l n="25">But in thy make methinks thou'ri too too scant, </l><l n="26">To be so great a Monarch's Turberant. </l><l n="27">The 'Jews by Moses
  swear, they never knew </l><l n="28">E're such a Cap drest up in Hebrew </l><l n="29">Nor the strict Order of the Romish See, </l><l n="30">Wears any Cap that
  looks so base as thee; </l><l n="31">His Holiness hates thy Lowness, and
  instead, </l><l n="32">Wears Peters spired Steeple on his head: </l><l n="33">The Cardinals descent is much more flat, </l><l n="34">For want of name,
  baptized is A Hat; </l><l n="35">Through each strict Order has my fancy
  ran,</l><l n="36">
  Both Ambrose, Austin, and the Franciscan, </l><l n="37">Where I beheld rich
  Images of the dead, </l><l n="38">Yet scarce had one a Cap upon his head </l><l n="39">Episcopacy wears Caps, but not like thee, </l><l n="40">Though several
  shop'd, with much diversity ' </l><l n="41">Ttvere best I think I presently
  should gang </l><l n="42">To Edenburgbs strict Presbyterian; </l><l n="43">But
  Caps they've none, their ears being made so large, </l><l n="44">Serves them to
  turn it like a Garnesey Barge; </l><l n="45">Those keep their skulls warm
  against North-west gusts, </l><l n="46">When they in Pulpit do poor Calvin
  curse.</l><l n="47">
  'Thou~art not Fortunatus, for I daily see, </l><l n="48">That which I wish is
  farthest of from me </l><l n="49">Thy low-built state none ever did advance,
  </l><l n="50">To christen thee the Cap of Maintenance; </l><l n="51">Then till
  I know from whence thou didst derive, </l><l n="52">Thou shall be eall'd, the
  Cap of Fugitive. </l></lg> <p n="117">You writ to me this year to send you some
  Smoak ; at that instant it made me wonder that a man of a rational Soul, having
  both his eyes (blessed be God) should make so unreasonable a demand, when he
  that has but one eye, nay he which has never a one, and is fain to make use of
  an Animal conductive for his optick guidance, cannot endure the prejudice that
  Smoak brings with it: But since you are resolv'd upon it, I'le dispute it no
  further.</p>

  <p n="118">I have sent you that which will make Smoak, (namely Tobacco)
  though the Funk it self is so slippery that I could not send it, yet I have
  sent you the Substance from whence the Smoak derives: What use you imploy it to
  I know not, nor will I be too importunate to know; yet let me tell you this,
  That if you burn it in a room to affright the Devil from the house, you need
  not fear but it will work the same effect, as Tobyes galls did upon the
  leacherous Fiend. No more at present. Vale.</p>

  <closer><salute>Your Brother,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/>From
  <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Dec. 11. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener>To my Honored Friend Mr. T. B <lb/><salute>Sir,</salute></opener>
  <p n="119">This is the entrance upon my fifth year, and I fear 'twill prove the
  worst: I have been very much troubled with a throng of unruly Distempers, that
  have (contrary to my expectation) crowded into the Main-guard of my body, when
  the drowsie Sentinels of my brain were a sleep. Where they got in I know not,
  but to my grief and terror I find them predominant: Yet as Doctor Dunne,
  sometimes Dean of St. Pauls, said, That the bodies diseases do but mellow a man
  for Heaven, and so ferments him in this World, as he shall need no,long
  concoction in the Grave, but hasten to the Resurrection. seriously in the
  Ballance World we dwell in would bewitching as it doth. </p>

  <p n="120">We are only sent by God of an Errand into this World, and the time
  that's allotted us for to stay, is only for an Answer. When God my great Master
  shall in good earnest call me home, which these warnings tell me I have not
  long to stay, I hope then I shall be able to give him a good account of my
  Message.</p>

  <p n="121">Sir, My weakness gives a stop to my writing, my hand being so
  shakingly feeble, that I can hardly hold my pen any further then to tell you, I
  am yours while I 'live, which I 'believe will be but some few minutes. </p>

  <p n="122">If this Letter come to you before I'me dead, pray for me, but if I
  am gone, pray howsoever, for they can do me no harm if they come after me.</p>

  <closer>Vale <salute>Your real Friend,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed>
  <lb/>From <rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, Dec. 13. Anno</closer> </div1> 

  <div1>

  <opener><salute>To my Parents.</salute></opener> <p n="123">From the Grave or
  Receptacle of Death am I raised, and by an omnipotent power made capaple of
  offering once more my Obedience (that lies close cabbined in the inwardmost
  apartment of my Soul) at the feet of your immutable Loves.</p>

  <p n="124">My good Parents, God hath done marvellous things for me, far
  beyond my deserts, which at best were preposterously sinful, and unsuitable to
  the sacred will of an Almighty: But he is merciful, and his mercy endures for
  ever. When sinful man has by his Evils and Iniquities pull'd some penetrating
  Judgment upon his head, and finding himself immediately not able to stand under
  so great a burthen as Gods smallest stroke of Justice, lowers the Top-gallant
  sayle of his Pride, and with an humble submissiveness prostrates himself before
  the Throne of his sacred Mercy, and like those three Lepars that sat at the
  Gate of Samaria, resolved, If we go into the City we shall perish, and if we
  stay here we shall perish also: Therefore we will throw our selves into the
  hands of the Assyrians and if we perish, we perish: This was just my condition
  as to eternal state; my soul was at a stand in this black storm of affliction:
  I viewed the World, and all that's pleasure in her, and found her altogether
  flashy, aiery, and full of notional pretensions, and not one firm place where a
  distressed Soul could hang his trust on. Next I viewed my self, and there I
  found, instead of good Works, lively Faith, and Charity, a most horrid neast of
  condemned Evils, bearing a supreme Prerogative over my internal faculties.
  You'1 say here was little hope of rest in this extreme Eclipse, being in a
  desperate amaze to see my estate so deplorable My better Angel urged me to
  deliver up my aggrievances to the Bench of Gods Mercy, the sure support of all
  distressed Souls: His Heavenly warning, and inward whispers of the good Spirit
  I was resolv'd to entertain, and not quench, and throw my self into the armes
  of a loving God, If I perish, I perish. 'Tis beyond wonder to think of the love
  of God extended to sinful man, that in the deepest distresses or agonies of
  Affliction, when all other things prove rather hinderances then advantages,
  even at that time God is ready and steps forth to the supportment of his
  drooping Spirit. Truly, about a fortnight before I wrote this Letter, two of
  our ablest Physicians rendered me up into the hands of God, the universal
  Doctor of the whole World, and subscribed with a silent acknowledgement, That
  all their Arts, screw'd up to the very Zenith of Scholastique perfection, were
  not capable of keeping me from the Grave at that time: But God, the great
  preserver of Soul and Body, said contrary to the expectation of humane reason,
  Arise, take up thy bed and walk. </p>

  <p n="125">I am now (through the help of my Maker) creeping up to my former
  strength and vigour, and every day I live, I hope I shall, through the
  assistance of divine Grace, climbe nearer and nearer to my eternal home. I have
  received this year three Letters from you, one by Capt. Conway Commander of the
  Wheat-Sheaf, the others by a Bristol Ship. Having no more at present to trouble
  you with, but expecting your promise, I remain as ever, </p>

  <p n="126" type="postscript">I desire my hearty love may be remembered to my
  Brother, and the rest of my Kinred.</p>

  <closer><salute>Your dutiful Son,</salute> <signed>G. A.</signed> <lb/><rs reg="Maryland">Mary-Land</rs>, April 9. Anno </closer> </div1> <trailer><hi rend="all-caps">Finis</hi></trailer></div0> </body> </text> 
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