CHAPTER III.

THE VOYAGE.

It is perhaps the fault of the seventeenth century and its firm

belief that a woman's office was simply to wait such action as man

might choose to take, that no woman's record remains of the long

voyage or the first impressions of the new country.

For the most of them writing was by no means a familiar task, but

this could not be said of the women on board the Arbella, who had

known the highest cultivation that the time afforded. But poor

Anne Bradstreet's young "heart rose," to such a height that

utterance may have been quite stifled, and as her own family were

all with her, there was less need of any chronicle.

For all details, therefore, we are forced to depend on the journal

kept by Governor Winthrop, who busied himself not only with this,

making the first entry on that Easter Monday which found them

riding at anchor at Cowes, but with another quite as characteristic

piece of work. A crowded storm-tossed ship, is hardly a point to

which one looks for any sustained or fine literary composition,

but the little treatise, "A Model of Christian Charity," the fruit

of long and silent musing on the new life awaiting them, holds

the highest thought of the best among them, and was undoubtedly

read with the profoundest feeling and admiration, as it took shape

in the author's hands. There were indications even in the first

fervor of the embarkation, that even here some among them

thought "every man upon his own," while greater need of

unselfishness and self-renunciation had never been before

a people. "Only by mutual love and help," and "a grand, patient,

self-denial," was there the slightest hope of meeting the demands

bound up with the new conditions, and Winthrop wrote--"We must be

knit together in this work as one man. We must entertain each

other in brotherly affection. We must be willing to abridge

ourselves of our superfluities for the supply of others'

necessities. We must uphold a familiar commerce together, in all

meekness, gentleness, patience and liberality. We must delight in

each other; make others' conditions our own; rejoice together,

mourn together, labor and suffer together, always having before

our eyes, our commission and community in the work as members of

the same body."

A portion of this body were as closely united as if forming but

one family. The lady Arbella, in compliment to whom the ship,

which had been first known as The Eagle, had been re-christened,

had married Mr. Isaac Johnson, one of the wealthiest members of

the party. She was a sister of the Earl of Lincoln who had come to

the title in 1619, and whose family had a more intimate connection

with the New England settlements than that of any other English

nobleman. Her sister Susan had become the wife of John Humfrey,

another member of the company, and the close friendship between

them and the Dudleys made it practically a family party. Anne

Bradstreet had grown up with both sisters, and all occupied

themselves in such ways as their cramped quarters would allow.

Space was of the narrowest, and if the Governor and his deputies

indulged themselves in spreading out papers, there would be small

room for less important members of the expedition. But each had

the little Geneva Bible carried by every Puritan, and read it with

a concentrated eagerness born of the sense that they had just

escaped its entire loss, and there were perpetual religious

exercises of all varieties, with other more secular ones recorded

in the Journal. In the beginning there had been some expectation

that several other ships would form part of the expedition, but

they were still not in sailing order and thus the first entry

records "It was agreed, (it being uncertain when the rest of the

fleet would be ready) these four ships should consort together;

the Arbella to be Admiral, the Talbot Vice-Admiral, the Ambrose

Rear-Admiral, and the Jewel a Captain; and accordingly articles of

consortship were drawn between the said captains and masters."

The first week was one of small progress, for contrary winds drove

them back persistently and they at last cast anchor before

Yarmouth, and with the feeling that some Jonah might be in their

midst ordered a fast for Friday, the 2d of April, at which time

certain light-minded "landmen, pierced a runlet of strong water,

and stole some of it, for which we laid them in bolts all the

night, and the next morning the principal was openly whipped, and

both kept with bread and water that day."

Nothing further happened till Monday, when excitement was afforded

for the younger members of the party at least, as "A maid of Sir

Robert Saltonstall fell down at the grating by the cook-room, but

the carpenter's man, who unwittingly, occasioned her fall caught

hold of her with incredible nimbleness, and saved her; otherwise

she had fallen into the hold."

Tuesday, finding that the wind was still against them, the captain

drilled the landmen with their muskets, "and such as were good

shot among them were enrolled to serve in the ship if occasion

should be"; while the smell of powder and the desire, perhaps, for

one more hour on English soil, made the occasion for another item:

"The lady Arbella and the gentlewomen, and Mr. Johnson and some

others went on shore to refresh themselves."

The refreshment was needed even then. Anne Bradstreet was still

extremely delicate, never having fully recovered from the effects

of the small-pox, and the Lady Arbella's health must have been so

also, as it failed steadily through the voyage, giving the sorest

anxiety to her husband and every friend on board.

It is evident from an entry in Anne Bradstreet's diary after

reaching New England that even the excitement of change and the

hope common to all of a happy future, was not strong enough to

keep down the despondency which came in part undoubtedly from her

weak health. The diary is not her own thoughts or impressions of

the new life, but simply bits of religious experience; an

autobiography of the phase with which we could most easily

dispense. "After a short time I changed my condition and was

married, and came into this country, where I found a new world and

new manners at which my heart rose. But after I was convinced it

was the will of God I submitted to it and joined to the church at

Boston."

This rebellion must have been from the beginning, for every inch

of English soil was dear to her, but she concealed it so

thoroughly, that no one suspected the real grief which she looked

upon as rebellion to the will of God. Conservative in thought and

training, and with the sense of humor which might have lightened

some phases of the new dispensation, almost destroyed by the

Puritan faith, which more and more altered the proportions of

things, making life only a grim battle with evil, and the days

doings of absolute unimportance save as they advanced one toward

heaven, she accepted discomfort or hardship with quiet patience.

There must have been unfailing interest, too, in the perpetual

chances and changes of the perilous voyage. They had weighed anchor

finally on the 8th of April, and were well under way on the morning

of the 9th, when their journey seemed suddenly likely to end then

and there. The war between Spain and England was still going on, and

privateers known as Dunkirkers, were lying in wait before every

English harbor. Thus there was reason enough for apprehension, when,

"In the morning we descried from the top, eight sail astern of

us.... We supposing they might be Dunkirkers, our captain caused the

gun room and gun deck to be cleared; all the hammocks were taken

down, our ordnance loaded, and our powder chests and fireworks made

ready, and our landmen quartered among the seamen, and twenty-five

of them appointed for muskets, and every man written down for his

quarter.

"The wind continued N. with fair weather, and after noon it

calmed, and we still saw those eight ships to stand towards us;

having more wind than we, they came up apace, so as our captain

and the masters of our consorts were more occasioned to think they

might be Dunkirkers, (for we were told at Yarmouth, that there

were ten sail of them waiting for us); whereupon we all prepared

to fight with them, and took down some cabins which were in the

way of our ordnance, and out of every ship were thrown such bed

matters as were subject to take fire, and we heaved out our long

boats and put up our waste cloths, and drew forth our men and

armed them with muskets and other weapons, and instruments for

fireworks; and for an experiment our captain shot a ball of wild

fire fastened to an arrow out of a cross bow, which burnt in the

water a good time. The lady Arbella and the other women and

children, were removed into the lower deck, that they might be out

of danger. All things being thus fitted, we went to prayer upon

the upper deck. It was much to see how cheerful and comfortable

all the company appeared; not a woman or child that shewed fear,

though all did apprehend the danger to have been great, if things

had proved as might well be expected, for there had been eight

against four, and the least of the enemy's ships were reported to

carry thirty brass pieces; but our trust was in the Lord of Hosts;

and the courage of our captain, and his care and diligence did

much to encourage us.

"It was now about one of the clock, and the fleet seemed to be

within a league of us; therefore our captain, because he would

show he was not afraid of them, and that he might see the issue

before night should overtake us, tacked about and stood to meet

them, and when we came near we perceived them to be our friends--

the little Neptune, a ship of some twenty pieces of ordnance, and

her two consorts, bound for the Straits, a ship of Flushing, and a

Frenchman and three other English ships bound for Canada and

Newfoundland. So when we drew near, every ship (as they met)

saluted each other, and the musketeers discharged their small

shot, and so (God be praised) our fear and danger was turned into

mirth and friendly entertainment. Our danger being thus over, we

espied two boats on fishing in the channel; so every one of our

four ships manned out a skiff, and we bought of them great store

of excellent fresh fish of divers sorts."

It is an astonishing fact, that no line in Anne Bradstreet's poems

has any reference to this experience which held every alternation

of hope and fear, and which must have moved them beyond any other

happening of the long voyage. But, inward states, then as

afterward, were the only facts that seemed worthy of expression,

so far as she personally was concerned, and they were all keyed to

a pitch which made danger even welcome, as a test of endurance and

genuine purpose. But we can fancy the dismay of every house-wife

as the limited supply of "bed matters," went the way of many other

things "subject to take fire." Necessarily the household goods of

each had been reduced to the very lowest terms, and as the

precious rugs and blankets sunk slowly, or for a time defied the

waves and were tossed from crest to crest, we may be sure that the

heart of every woman, in the end at least, desired sorely that

rescue might be attempted. Sheets had been dispensed with, to

avoid the accumulation of soiled linen, for the washing of which

no facilities could be provided, and Winthrop wrote of his boys to

his wife in one of his last letters, written as they rode at

anchor before Cowes, "They lie both with me, and sleep as soundly

in a rug (for we use no sheets here) as ever they did at Groton;

and so I do myself, (I praise God)."

Among minor trials this was not the least, for the comfort we

associate with English homes, had developed, under the Puritan

love of home, to a degree that even in the best days of the

Elizabethan time was utterly unknown. The faith which demanded

absolute purity of life, included the beginning of that

cleanliness which is "next to godliness," if not an inherent part

of godliness itself, and fine linen on bed and table had become

more and more a necessity. The dainty, exquisite neatness that in

the past has been inseparable from the idea of New England, began

with these Puritan dames, who set their floating home in such

order as they could, and who seized the last opportunity at

Yarmouth of going on shore, not only for refreshment, but to wash

neckbands and other small adornments, which waited two months for

any further treatment of this nature.

There were many resources, not only in needlework and the

necessary routine of each day, but in each other. The two

daughters of Sir Robert Saltonstall, Mrs. Phillips the minister's

wife, the wives of Nowell, Coddington and others made up the group

of gentlewomen who dined with Lady Arbella in "the great cabin,"

the greatness of which will be realized when the reader reflects

that the ship was but three hundred and fifty tons burden and

could carry aside from the fifty or so sailors, but thirty

passengers, among whom were numbered various discreet and

reputable "young gentlemen" who, as Winthrop wrote, "behave

themselves well, and are conformable to all good orders," one or

two of whom so utilized their leisure that the landing found them

ready for the marriage bells that even Puritan asceticism still

allowed to be rung.

Disaster waited upon them, even when fairly under way. Winthrop,

whose family affection was intense, and whose only solace in

parting with his wife had been, that a greatly loved older son, as

well as two younger ones were his companions, had a sore

disappointment, entered in the journal, with little comment on its

personal bearings. "The day we set sail from Cowes, my son Henry

Winthrop went on shore with one of my servants, to fetch an ox and

ten wethers, which he had provided for our ship, and there went on

shore with him Mr. Pelham and one of his servants. They sent the

cattle aboard, but returned not themselves. About three days after

my servant and a servant of Mr. Pelham's came to us in Yarmouth,

and told us they were all coming to us in a boat the day before,

but the wind was so strong against them as they were forced on

shore in the night, and the two servants came to Yarmouth by land,

and so came on shipboard, but my son and Mr. Pelham (we heard)

went back to the Cowes and so to Hampton. We expected them three

or four days after, but they came not to us, so we have left them

behind, and suppose they will come after in Mr. Goffe's ships. We

were very sorry they had put themselves upon such inconvenience

when they were so well accommodated in our ship."

A fresh gale on the day of this entry encouraged them all; they

passed the perils of Scilly and looked for no further delay when a

fresh annoyance was encountered which, for the moment, held for

the women at least, something of the terror of their meeting with

supposed "Dunkirkers."

"About eight in the morning, ... standing to the W. S. W. we met

two small ships, which falling in among us, and the Admiral coming

under our lee, we let him pass, but the Jewel and Ambrose,

perceiving the other to be a Brazilman, and to take the wind of

us, shot at them, and made them stop and fall after us, and sent a

skiff aboard them to know what they were. Our captain, fearing

lest some mistake might arise, and lest they should take them for

enemies which were friends, and so, through the unruliness of the

mariners some wrong might be done them, caused his skiff to be

heaved out, and sent Mr. Graves, one of his mates and our pilot (a

discreet man) to see how things were, who returned soon after, and

brought with him the master of one of the ships, and Mr. Lowe and

Mr. Hurlston. When they were come aboard to us, they agreed to

send for the captain, who came and showed his commission from the

Prince of Orange. In conclusion he proved to be a Dutchmen, and

his a man of war from Flushing, and the other ship was a prize he

had taken, laden with sugar and tobacco; so we sent them aboard

their ships again, and held on our course. In this time (which

hindered us five or six leagues) the Jewel and the Ambrose came

foul of each other, so as we much feared the issue, but, through

God's mercy, they came well off again, only the Jewel had her

foresail torn, and one of her anchors broken. This occasion and

the sickness of our minister and people, put us all out of order

this day, so as we could have no sermons."

No words hold greater force of discomfort and deprivation than

that one line, "so as we could have no sermons," for the capacity

for this form of "temperate entertainment," had increased in such

ratio, that the people sat spell bound, four hours at a stretch,

both hearers and speaker being equally absorbed. Winthrop had

written of himself at eighteen, in his "Christain Experience": "I

had an insatiable thirst after the word of God; and could not

misse a good sermon, though many miles off, especially of such as

did search deep into the conscience," and to miss this refreshment

even for a day, seemed just so much loss of the needed spiritual

food.

But the wind, which blew "a stiffe gale," had no respect of

persons, and all were groaning together till the afternoon of the

next day, when a device occurred to some inventive mind, possibly

that of Mistress Bradstreet herself, which was immediately carried

out. "Our children and others that were sick and lay groaning in

the cabins, we fetched out, and having stretched a rope from the

steerage to the main mast, we made them stand, some of one side

and some of the other, and sway it up and down till they were

warm, and by this means they soon grew well and merry."

The plan worked well, and three days later, when the wind which

had quieted somewhat, again blew a "stiffe gale," he was able to

write: "This day the ship heaved and set more than before, yet we

had but few sick, and of these such as came up upon the deck and

stirred themselves, were presently well again; therefore our

captain set our children and young men, to some harmless

exercises, which the seamen were very active in, and did our

people much good, though they would sometimes play the wags with

them."

Wind and rain, rising often till the one was a gale and the other

torrents, gave them small rest in that first week. The fish they

had secured at Yarmouth returned to their own element, Winthrop

mourning them as he wrote: "The storm was so great as it split our

foresail and tore it in pieces, and a knot of the sea washed our

tub overboard, wherein our fish was a-watering." The children had

become good sailers, and only those were sick, who, like "the

women kept under hatches." The suffering from cold was constant,

and for a fortnight extreme, the Journal reading: "I wish,

therefore, that all such as shall pass this way in the spring have

care to provide warm clothing; for nothing breeds more trouble and

danger of sickness, in this season, than cold."

From day to day the little fleet exchanged signals, and now and

then, when calm enough the masters of the various ships dined in

the round-house of the Arbella, and exchanged news, as that, "all

their people were in health, but one of their cows was dead." Two

ships in the distance on the 24th of April, disturbed them for a

time, but they proved to be friends, who saluted and "conferred

together so long, till his Vice Admiral was becalmed by our sails,

and we were foul one of another, but there being little wind and

the sea calm, we kept them asunder with oars, etc., till they

heaved out their boat, and so towed their ship away. They told us

for certain, that the king of France had set out six of his own

ships to recover the fort from them."

Here was matter for talk among the travellers, whose interest in

all that touched their future heightened day by day, and the item,

with its troublous implications may have been the foundation of

one of the numerous fasts recorded.

May brought no suggestion of any quiet, though three weeks out,

they had made but three hundred leagues, and the month opened with

"a very great tempest all the night, with fierce showers of rain

intermixed, and very cold.... Yet through God's mercy, we were

very comfortable and few or none sick, but had opportunity to keep

the Sabbath, and Mr. Phillips preached twice that day."

Discipline was of the sharpest, the Puritan temper brooking no

infractions of law and order. There were uneasy and turbulent

spirits both among the crew and passengers, and in the beginning

swift judgment fell upon two young men, who, "falling at odds and

fighting, contrary to the orders which we had published and set up

in the ship, were adjudged to walk upon the deck till night, with

their hands bound behind them, which accordingly was executed; and

another man for using contemptuous speeches in our presence, was

laid in bolts till he submitted himself and promised open

confession of his offence."

Impressive as this undoubtedly proved to the "children and youth

thereby admonished," a still greater sensation was felt among them

on the discovery that "a servant of one of our company had

bargained with a child to sell him a box worth three-pence for

three biscuits a day all the voyage, and had received about forty

and had sold them and many more to some other servants. We caused

his hands to be tied up to a bar, and hanged a basket with stones

about his neck, and so he stood two hours."

Other fights are recorded, the cause a very evident one. "We

observed it a common fault in our young people that they gave

themselves to drink hot waters very immoderately."

Brandy then as now was looked upon as a specific for sea-sickness,

and "a maid servant in the ship, being stomach sick, drank so much

strong water, that she was senseless, and had near killed

herself."

The constant cold and rain, the monotonous food, which before port

was reached had occasioned many cases of scurvy and reduced the

strength of all, was excuse enough for the occasional lapse into

overindulgence which occurred, but the long penance was nearly

ended. On the 8th of June Mount Mansell, now Mt. Desert, was

passed, an enchanting sight for the sea-sad eyes of the

travellers. A "handsome gale" drove them swiftly on, and we may

know with what interest they crowded the decks and gazed upon

these first glimpses of the new home. As they sailed, keeping well

in to shore, and making the new features of hill and meadow and

unfamiliar trees, Winthrop wrote: "We had now fair sunshine

weather, and so pleasant a sweet air as did much refresh us, and

there came a smell off the shore like the smell of a garden."

Peril was past, and though fitful winds still tormented them, the

12th of May saw the long imprisonment ended, and they dropped

anchor "a little within the islands," in the haven where they

would be.

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