When the farmer's bell tolled from the belfrey of the church within the

fort, all the gates in the palisade were closed, and no person might

enter or leave the city from that time, which was nine of the clock in

the evening, until sunrise of the next morning.

I have heard it said that there were many living beyond the palisade who

claimed that this was all too early for them to leave the houses of

their friends in the town, when there for a visit of pleasure; but I

hold to it that he who would remain out of his bed longer than that is

little better than a night-brawler, because of honest people being ready

for sleep when the day's work is at an end.

OTHER THINGS ABOUT TOWN

A thing which displeased me, though perhaps I was easily put out by

anything Director Stuyvesant did, was that he should have set up the

gallows in front of the stone tavern built by Master Kieft, after it had

been turned into the town hall.

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To me that instrument of justice was a blot on the fair building, even

though it be something necessary in all towns; the whipping-post and the

stocks seem to be there by right, and do not cast such a horror upon

him who passes them, but to have ever in sight that which had been built

for the taking away of men's lives is, in a way, brutal.

The hooft, or city dock, was ever a pleasant lounging place to me,

particularly when there were many ships in the roadstead. It was

pleasing to sit there idle, thinking Master Tienhoven was poring over my

accounts when the day was so fair that one enjoyed being in the

sunshine, and to watch the ships or the small boats that flitted to and

fro. It was enough to make one believe that in the days to come this New

Amsterdam of ours might grow to be even as large as Amsterdam in

Holland.

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Then could I, and all others who had a part in the building of the town,

look back with pride upon our life-work, save that in it should be

something of shame and crime, as in the case of Master Kieft, who, I may

say here, was drowned in a shipwreck on his way back to Holland to

answer to the Company for his misdeeds.

But there was at times one matter which gave me pain at the city dock,

and that was whenever there arrived a vessel laden with black men, who

had been stolen from Africa. With such a scene in view I had no desire

to linger.

It so chanced that I went there on a certain day when the _White Horse_,

a slave ship that came more than once to our town, was sending ashore a

throng of forlorn looking negroes to be exposed for sale, and there was

so much of suffering and heart-sickness in the scene that I went back to

the storehouse, glad to stay with Master Tienhoven rather than see the

misery which I could not cure.

A VISIT OF CEREMONY

Before Master Stuyvesant had ruled over us many months, he went in great

state to meet the governor of the Massachusetts Bay Colony at some place

in the Connecticut Colony, and if all that was said regarding the matter

be true, he did what he might to persuade the Englishmen that he was of

vast importance in this New World.

He journeyed on the ship _Black Eagle_, taking with him no less than

eight servants, four trumpeters, and twelve soldiers, and I wonder much

whether those people who had built here in America such towns as Salem,

Plymouth, and Boston, were greatly impressed because the chief

magistrate of New Amsterdam, where were living no more than fifteen

hundred persons, could not go abroad without a following of twenty-four

men, to say nothing of the secretaries, the clerks, cooks, and

jacks-of-all-trades whom I saw flocking on board the ship.

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I was told that Director Stuyvesant went to meet the chief men of the

eastern colonies to talk with them about the threatenings of the

Indians, and as to what should be done in regard to sending to their

owners runaway slaves, and concerning other such like matters; but how

the different affairs were settled, I never heard.

At all events, Master Stuyvesant came back in the same high and mighty

state as when he left us, after having been absent near to two weeks,

and in the meantime had made many enemies in New Amsterdam, for there

were not lacking those who claimed he was trying to make friends with

the English for some purpose of his own, when all his time should have

been spent in behalf of the West India Company.

NEW AMSTERDAM BECOMES A CITY

It was in the year 1652 that the town we had built was made a city, with

a charter straight from Holland, and our people rejoiced because of its

being possible at last, after so much of misrule, for them to have some

voice in affairs.

According to this charter, the freemen of our new city were to select a

schout, four burgomasters, nine schepens, which last were what in

England would be called magistrates--and a council of thirty-six men

whose duty it would be to advise with the Director on all affairs

concerning the public welfare.

There was great rejoicing in New Amsterdam when Stoffel Mighielsen, the

town crier, made this announcement, and I dare venture to say that on

the night the news was made public, but little attention was paid to the

farmer's bell by those who lived outside the palisade.

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On every hand you could hear men giving joy to each other because of the

time's having come when the Director would no longer have absolute power

over all in the town, but must be guided by those who were to be

elected by the ballots of the people, and following such rejoicings was

ever the question as to when the election would be held.

There was much talk as to who should be chosen to fill the offices, and

all with whom I spoke declared that they were not to be influenced by

anything Master Stuyvesant might say; but would pick out such men as

could stand up honestly for the rights of all, instead of bending like

slaves to the whims of the Director.

MASTER STUYVESANT MAKES ENEMIES

Because of our people's being so excited over this opportunity to have a

part in the affairs of the city, you can well fancy what discontent,

which swelled almost to open mutiny, was among us when Master Stuyvesant

boldly announced that there would be no election. He had decided, so he

said in that high and mighty voice of his, that he would appoint the

city officers himself, without vote of the people, and this he did,

naming those men whom he knew would sneeze when he caught cold.

Of course there were many vain threats made, and much whispering in dark

corners, the purport of which might have been construed into open

mutiny, had Director Stuyvesant or any of his following overheard the

stealthy conversation. The whipping-post, and even the gallows, stood

too conveniently at hand, while Big Pieter, the negro executioner who

had charge of the public floggings, was ever ready to adjust a noose, or

swing with vicious force the thongs of the whip.

Many a time did I hear threats which would have sent him who made them

straight to the gallows, had they been repeated in the government house;

but the people were cautious, not minded to risk their necks for the

common good, and, so far as I can tell, Director Stuyvesant never knew

how near he was to a hornet's nest, when he took it upon himself to

throw aside one of the greatest privileges of New Amsterdam's charter.

I doubt if it would have disturbed him much even had he known of the

discontent, for he ruled, as the saying is, with a rod of iron, and

seemed to think that there was never one, or an hundred, of the common

people to whose mutterings he need take heed.

But for that act of his, I question if our men of the city would have

stood so calmly by when the English fleet came to capture New Amsterdam,

turning out of office every Dutchman. Director Stuyvesant would have

found more by his side in that bitter hour, when he was the same as

driven from the land, if he had kept the promise made when he first

arrived, to govern the people of our town as a father governs his

children.

But it is not for me to speak of the English yet, for there is much to

tell concerning what was done by the Dutchmen, before Colonel Richard

Nicolls anchored off the battery with the guns of his fleet trained upon

us.

ORDERS FROM HOLLAND

We had settled down to the belief that while Director Stuyvesant ruled

us with an iron hand, neither allowing the people nor the West India

Company to interfere with his wishes, he was improving the city, when

orders came from Holland which aroused us all to the highest pitch of

excitement.

The West India Company had sent positive commands that the Swedes, whom

Master Minuit had settled on South River, were to be driven out from

their posts, and there was not a Dutchman in New Amsterdam who did not

burn with the desire to have a hand in the driving; as if this big

country of America were not large enough for all the Swedes and the

Dutchmen that might want to live in it.

Now you must know that when Master Minuit was made governor of the

Swedish people on South River, there had already been built there a fort

by the Dutch, which was called Casimer. This the Swedish people captured

and changed its name to that of Trinity. When Master Minuit came, he

built a fort on the river above Trinity, and named it Christina, in

honor of the Swedish Queen.

They were not bad neighbors, these Swedish people whom the Queen had

advised to make a home in the New World. They minded their own business

far better than did either the Dutch or the English, and were at peace

with the savages, dealing honestly by them and treating them as if they

were equals; therefore, why the West India Company should want them

driven out of the New World was more than I could then, or can yet,

explain to my own satisfaction.

However, the order had come that these people, who had been harming no

one, be deprived of the homes which they had built in the wilderness,

and there was in my mind the belief that Director Stuyvesant was only

too well pleased to receive such commands.

MAKING READY FOR WAR

Straightway there was much marching to and fro by the soldiers; and

great scurrying by the seamen, who were at once set about carrying

cannon and ammunition aboard the vessels, for Master Stuyvesant had

decided he would fit out a fleet of no less than seven ships.

The trumpeters were sent up and down the land to every Dutch farm and

settlement calling for those who were willing to aid in driving out the

Swedes, to present themselves at the fort that they might be drilled and

equipped, and many there were who obeyed the summons.

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Those were idle days for me. No one thought of trading, and if

peradventure a solitary Indian did venture into the city with a bundle

of furs, he saw so much in the way of war-like preparations, that he

scurried away, forgetting his desire for beads or cloth, to tell his

people that the Dutch of New Netherlands were making ready to drive

every other person off from the face of the earth.

Master Tienhoven no longer visited the storehouse, because of being busy

with taking down the names of those who would join Director Stuyvesant's

army, and I was at liberty to wander at will around the fort, if I but

kept a watchful eye over my quarters, in case any came who was brave

enough to venture in for trade where was so much of military

preparations.

More than once I said to myself that if Master Minuit could have been

spared to the Swedes, our people would not have an easy task of driving

them away; but I knew, from word brought a long time before, that he was

no longer in this world; therefore, perhaps, Director Stuyvesant would

be able to work the will of the West India Company.

AN UNEXPECTED QUESTION

That I should be counted as among those to accompany the expedition,

never once had lodgment in my mind, until Master Tienhoven came to me

the day before the fleet was to sail, asking if all my preparations for

the voyage had been made.

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I was in a maze of perplexity because of the question. He who has charge

of a company's goods is supposed to remain where he can keep them under

his hand, more particularly in time of war, and for me to be pinned to

Master Stuyvesant's coat sleeves not only seemed useless, but positively

foolish.

It may be that I said something of this kind to the Secretary, for he

shut me up in short order by curtly saying, as if he had his

instructions so to do, that the Director had supposed I would know my

duty sufficiently well to follow the army because of its being possible

there might be much plunder, in which case I was the one person who

should take charge of the Company's share.

I was not such a simple but that I could understand it would please

Master Tienhoven right well if I made protest against going, for there

was little love lost between us two, and, believing he would repeat to

the Director in his own fashion whatsoever might be said by me, I held

my peace, save in so far as to ask on what ship I would be expected to

sail.

He told me that Master Stuyvesant would himself embark upon one of the

vessels which had been sent out from Amsterdam, called the _De Waag_,

and that as an officer of the Company, even though an humble one, I

would be expected to journey on the same vessel.

To one who had not been given to spending his wages upon brave attire,

and who owns little more than that in which he stands, it is not a

lengthy task to make ready for a voyage, however long.

And here, by the way, let me say, lest any should think I was not

prudent, that I had carefully saved the wages paid me by the West India

Company, to the end that I might have sufficient of money to start in

some business on my own account, when the day came--as I believed it

would soon, yet without having much reason to do so--that my services

would no longer be required in New Amsterdam.

WITH THE FLEET

And now to go back to the war against the Swedes: I left the storehouse

in charge of Kryn Gildersleeve, and on Sunday morning bright and early

was in church to hear the sermon which was to be preached, as a portion

of the religious preparations for the driving out of the Swedes.

When the sermon was at an end, instead of looking around the fort to see

the soldiers paraded before being sent on board the fleet, I quietly

took boat for the ship _De Waag_, and was there an hour after noon, when

Director Stuyvesant, attended by eight trumpeters, and a bodyguard of

sixteen men, put off from the shore amid the booming of cannon, as if he

had been a veritable king.

I know not whether the Director had really given orders to his secretary

that I should be informed as to what was expected of me, but suppose

such must have been the case, although no heed was given to so small an

official as myself, from the time of setting sail until we were returned

to New Amsterdam.

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So far as Master Stuyvesant was concerned, I might as well not have been

there, but this overlooking me did not cause my heart to burn, for I was

well content to be forgotten entirely by the gentleman who ruled over

our city with an iron hand.

The officers of the ship, whose acquaintance I had already made, gave me

fairly comfortable quarters, apart from the Director's following, and

although such expeditions were not to my mind, I drank in all of the

enjoyment that could come to one who was embarked upon a venture which

to him seemed wrongful.

There is no need why I should tell you anything whatsoever concerning

the journey from New Amsterdam to Trinity, save to say that we arrived

off that fort at noon on the following Friday, when without delay our

trumpeters were sent on shore to demand the surrender.

DRIVING OUT THE SWEDES

In the fort were forty-six men with a captain, and, as a matter of

course, they could do no less than surrender when called upon so to do,

for our force numbered upwards of seven hundred, and we had sent from

the fort in New Amsterdam, on board the vessels, guns enough to tear the

fort into splinters within an hour.

The Swedish captain said all he could to soften the heart of Director

Stuyvesant, who would listen neither to entreaties nor arguments, save

that he permitted the garrison to march out with full honors of war, and

immediately this had been done, a number of our men, sufficient to hold

possession of the place, were sent on shore.

Then nearly all the people of the fleet assembled on board the _De Waag_

to hear our preacher give thanks to God for the bloodless victory which

had been won, and within four and twenty hours we were on our way to

Christina, where, so we learned at Trinity, there was a force of only

about thirty men.

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Here the trumpeters blew their shrill blasts again in front of the fort

and surrender was demanded; but the governor of the colony was not

minded to give in without at least a struggle of the tongue. From the

second until the fifteenth day of September, we lay there at anchor

while he protested against what he called high-handed proceedings,

trying vainly to prove to Director Stuyvesant that he and his following

had as much right in the wilderness of the New World, as had the Dutch.

It was all in vain, however, and, as may be expected, the result was

that we captured Christina as we had Trinity, thus putting an end to

this colony of New Sweden.

Again did we give thanks to God, although we had done a wrong, and it

was while we were thus praising the Lord, and giving much credit to

ourselves for having conquered without bloodshed seventy-seven men with

a force of seven hundred, that a messenger came in hot haste from New

Amsterdam.

In the twinkling of an eye our rejoicings were turned to something very

like fear.

THE UPRISING OF THE INDIANS

And this is the news which the messenger brought:--It seems that two

days after our fleet had sailed from New Amsterdam, Master Van Dyck

found an Indian woman in his orchard stealing peaches; without parley or

warning, he shot her dead, and there were those of her tribe nearby who

carried with all speed to the Indian villages information of the murder.

The savages knew that Master Stuyvesant and nearly all the fighting men

of the city were away, and speedily they gathered to take revenge. It

was said that no less than two thousand savages, having come in

sixty-four canoes, paddled down the Hudson River in front of the city

while we lay off Christina arguing with the Swedish governor.

The Indians claimed that they had come only in order to find some

enemies of their tribe whom they believed had fled there, and proceeded

to break open a dozen or more of the houses while searching for those

whom they professed to be seeking.

Now there had been left in the fort less than twenty soldiers, while

the greater number of our cannon were on board the fleet for the purpose

of killing the Swedes, in case they refused to give up their forts to

us. Therefore it would have been folly had our people made any attempt

at holding the savages in check.

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The burgomasters and other officers of the city did what they could to

pacify the painted visitors, and so far succeeded, by soft words, as to

persuade them to withdraw to Nutten Island.

One can well fancy in what a state of terror were those whom Director

Stuyvesant had left behind in New Amsterdam, while so great an army of

savages, who had just cause for anger, was so near at hand.

The women and the children fled to the fort for protection, where but

little could have been given them had the brown men made an attack, and

during all the hours of the day no one dared venture abroad. The shops

and the dwellings alike were left unprotected, while those trembling,

frightened ones who crouched within the fort, believed that death was

close beside them.

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AN ATTACK BY THE INDIANS

The Indians remained quietly on Nutten Island until nightfall, when they

came into New Amsterdam again, went directly to Master Van Dyck's house,

and killed him.

One of his neighbors attempted to lend him aid, and was stricken down in

short order,--not, however, before he had given an alarm. Such soldiers

as had been left in the fort, together with the men of the city,

hastened with true courage to the scene of the murder, where a small

battle took place, in which three Indians were killed outright, and many

wounded.

It was as if the savages needed only this to send them upon the war path

again; but instead of making any attack upon New Amsterdam, where were

so few to oppose them, they went to the plantations nearby, killing or

capturing men, women, and children, burning dwellings and destroying

crops.

Yet this was no more than we had threatened to do to the Swedes, and

without such cause as the savages had.

During the three days that the Indians remained near New Amsterdam, so

the messenger said, more than one hundred persons had been killed, and

nearly twice as many carried to a dreadful captivity. The buildings on

twenty-eight of the plantations were burned and the crops destroyed

utterly.

It needed not that this man who had come to us pale with terror, and

fearing lest on his return he should find those whom he loved butchered,

should tell us into what condition the city was plunged because of such

a state of affairs. We could see, in our minds, the people of New

Amsterdam as they cowered like sheep before wolves, unable to flee.

There was no place for them to go, save into the wilderness where lurked

brown men who were thirsting for revenge, and they were unable to do

more than make the merest show of defence, owing to the fact that

Director Stuyvesant had taken with him nearly all the able-bodied men,

and a goodly portion of the weapons, to the end that he might do much

the same as were the savages doing.

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HASTENING BACK TO NEW AMSTERDAM

It can well be supposed that every man of us, from the Director down to

the youngest soldier, was eager to get back to New Amsterdam, for I

question whether, with the single exception of myself, there was a

member of the company who had not left behind him loved ones; and how

could our people find any satisfaction in continuing the conquest of

the Swedes, when there was every possibility that the savages were

murdering and torturing white men, women, and children?

Within an hour after the messenger had arrived, two hundred of the

soldiers were sent across the land to New Amsterdam, under orders to

march at their swiftest possible pace until they were come to the city.

As soon after these men had set off as could be arranged for, the fleet

was in motion.

Because of my having received no orders whatsoever, I remained on board

the _De Waag_, and my heart was so sore that I could not talk with those

around me concerning what we had heard, or what we had done.

To me both were equally horrible. It was villainous work for us to drive

the poor Swedes away, and it seemed almost like a judgment of God, that

the Indians should have descended upon our city at a time when we were

showing ourselves to be no better than savages.

Fortunately, or so it seemed, we had a favoring wind, and within four

and twenty hours from the time of making sail, were come to anchor off

the fort. That those who had been sent across by land had arrived, we

knew because of the numbers to be seen on duty in the bastions, and that

the Indians had not made further attack upon New Amsterdam, we also

understood because of the people who were gathered to give us welcome.

I went directly from the ship to the storehouse, where I found Kryn

Gildersleeve and his fellow clerks working valiantly to pack our goods

into cases, which had been brought from Holland, with the hope that

these might be saved, even though the savages gained possession of the

town.

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Although I held my peace, the thought was in my heart that he who could

give his time to the saving of such useless trinkets as ours, when

mayhap before morning not a single white man would be alive, was much

the same as trifling with the Angel of Death.

However, I was soon engaged in the same task, and while thus busy,

forgot everything save the fact that I was the clerk in charge of the

storehouse, whose duty it was to look after whatsoever we had for

barter, whether to my mind it was of value or not.

COAXING THE SAVAGES

And now I have to tell you that which bears witness to Master Petrus

Stuyvesant's ability as a ruler. Although I never felt friendly

disposed towards him, because of thinking myself neglected, there is

enough of honesty in my heart to give praise where it is due.

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