Boston two hundred years ago: or, The romantic story of Miss Ann Carter (daughter of one of the first settlers) and the celebrated Indian chief, Thundersquall; with many humorous reminiscences and events of olden time
s.n., 1830 - History - 16 pages
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AMERICAN LITERATURE HISTORY ANN CARTER appeared arms began Beladonna BOSTON IN 1630 Cape Cod CARTER AND THUNDERSQUALL CELEBRATED INDIAN CHIEF Christian coast colony darted instantly daughter death song desert discovered distant dwelling EARLY AMERICAN LITERATURE England escape esteem eyes father Foley EARLY AMERICAN forest friends gave going happy HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY heard HISTORY BIOGRAPHY POETRY Indian and Miss intercede land of spirits LAST DATE STAMPED last love length LITERATURE HISTORY BIOGRAPHY little band Massachusetts Massasoit Miss Carter moon looked Moregan morning Muscogules mutual neigh New-England now stands night numbered OLDEN once OVERDUE FEE P. K. Foley EARLY pale party passed plighted prevent the union REMINISCENCES renowned warriors replied retire to rest savage seated seen settlement settlers shadows soon spot squall stood STORY OF MISS strange tears thou thought Thunder tribe unholy sight virgin voyage wigwam wilderness Winslow woods young Indian youth
Page 13 - And of all the four parts of the world that I have yet seen not inhabited, could I have but means to transport a colony, I would rather live here than anywhere. And if it did not maintain itself, were we but once indifferently well fitted, let us starve.
Page 14 - Full are thy cities with the sons of Art; And trade, and joy, in every busy street, Mingling are heard; even Drudgery himself, As at the car he sweats, or dusty hews The palace stone, looks gay.
Page 6 - Lopez dressed in my savage attire, holding in one hand my bow and arrows, and in the other my European...
Page 3 - Whate'er in life may be my varied lot, Boston, dear Boston, ne'er shall be forgot.
Page 9 - Drunkenness* which lasts a long time among the savages, and is a kind of disease in their constitutions generally, prevents their doing much mischief while the fit is on them. So k proved on this occasion.
Page 5 - ... twice wounded in his defence. Oh that I had descended to the land of shadows, that I might have escaped the miseries which awaited me on earth! But the spirits had ordained otherwise; and I was led away by the remaining fugitives to St. Augustine. In this town, lately built by the Spaniards, I ran the risk of being carried off to work in the mines of Mexico.