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STAN DISH MONUMENT
EXEKCI8ES AT THE CONSEORATiON,
DUXBURY, AXJG-UST 17, 1871
Built 166(i. (Still Standing.)
WITH AN ACCOUNT OF THE
EXERCISES OF CONSECRATION
MONUMENT GROUND ON CAPTAIN'S HILL,
DUXBUKY, AUG. 17, 1871.
PREPARED BY STEPHEN M. ALLEN,
Corresponding Secretary of the Standish Memorial Association.
ALFRED MUDGE & SON, PRINTERS, 34 SCHOOL STREET.
CAPTAIN MTLES STANDISH.
The character of the Pilgrims of New England probably
stands out with more force and is as marked and distinctive as
that of the pioneer settlers or conquerors of any country of
which we read, while the result of their influence upon the na-
tionality they created has been much wider spread, more various
and beautiful, and giving life to a more liberal national and re-
ligious sentiment than that ever before engrafted in the hearts of
any people. The Norman conquest, from which so much has
been claimed for humanity, though so cruel and devastating in
its first effects, and which for eight hundred years has exerted
such an in3uence in the Old World, was conceived in sin, sel-
fishness, and an unholy ambition, and was established with a
vengeance diabolic and almost unheard of in the history of
nations. The landing of the Pilgrims, and the settlement of
Plymouth and Massachusetts Bay, on the contrary, gave birth to
national ideas which were the off'spring of a pure and supremo
love of Deity, a free and untrammelled worship, and a govern-
ment of universal liberty, based upon Christian principle, pre-
ceding, in all cases, the cravings for worldly gain or ambitious
personal preferment. Tiie sterling worth of a people in humble
lite, that would forsake home, friends, and country, cross the
trackless ocean, and settle upon a frozen, barren shore, with
privations and sufferings before them which they were certain to
meet, shows the possession of a moral strength and force, that,
perpetuated in their descendants, gives the New England people
an ancestry of which they may justly be proud. Sucli were the
founders of Plymouth in 1620, among whom there was one, a
representative man, worthy in every respect to become a leader,
who, without pretensions to special piety, worshipped acceptably
at their shrine, guided their settlements, laid out their grounds,
drew plans for their mills, collected and disbursed their money,
sat for years at their council board, commanded their military
forces, subdued their savage and bloodthirsty enemies, all
without ever losing the confidence of the colony, or being doubted
either as a Christian, citizen, soldier, or financier, and who died
after long years of service, beloved and lamented to a degree
seldom found in the conflicting associations of life.
Captain Myles Standish was born at Lancashire, England,
probably in 1584. He descended from a long and illustrious
line of ancestors of that name. Descending from Thurston de
Standish and Ralph Standish, his family was divided and desig-
nated as the Standishes of Standish, and the Standishes of
Duxbury Hall. They separated, — "Jordan" becoming the
proprietor of Standish, and " Hugh " of Duxbury, one upholding
the Catholic, the other the Protestant religion. The baronetcy
of Standish, erected in 1676, became extinct in 1812. The
family seats are situated near the village of Chorley, in Lan-
cashire, and the property is large, the income being some five
hundred thousand dollars per annum. The records of the par-
ish from 1549 to 1652 were thoroughly searched a few years
since by Mr. Bromley, the agent sent out by the heirs of Stan-
dish in this country, the result proving to his mind that Myles
Standish was the true and rightful heir to the estates which
were surreptitiously detained from him. Justin Winsor, in his
History of Duxbury, says: "The records were all readily deci-
phered, with the exception of the years 1584 and 1585, the very
dates, about which time Standish is suppesod to have been born ;
and the parchment leal, which contained the registers of the
births of these years was wholly illegible, and their appearance
was such, that the conclusion was at once established, th.it it
had been done purposely with pumice-stone, or otherwise, to
destroy the leo:aI evidence of the parentage of Standish, and his
consequent title to the estates thereabout. The mutilation of
these pages is supposed to have been accomplished, when, about
twenty years before, similar inquiries were made by the family
in America. The rector of the parish, when afterwards re-
quested by the investigator to certify that the pages were gone,
at once suspected his design of discovering the title to the prop-
erty, and taking advantage of the rigor of the law (as he had
entered as an antiquarian researcher merely), compelled him to
pay the sum of about ,£15 or suffer imprisonment."
Miles was educated to the military profession, and early re-
ceived a commission as lieutenant in Queen Elizabeth's forces
on the Continent, in aid of the Dutch. He repaired to the Neth-
erlands, the seat of war, where he remained a short time after
peace was declared, but soon joined the English refugees of
Leyden. He joined the first company of Pilgrims for America,
and on their arrival on the coast was sent out in the command
of the shallop with sixteen men, to make discoveries along the
shore. After spending nearly a month in various expeditions,
surveying the diflerent bays and channels, he reported in favor
of the harbor of Plymouth as a settling point, where the final
landing was made. He was soon elected to the chief military
command, a position he retained till his death, thirty-six years
afterwards. There is, perhaps, no parallel of his military expe-
rience in the early settlement of the country.
"Standish affords us not only an instance of the nerve of the
Pilgrims, but a type of their hearts." His courage was indis-
putable. In his various expeditions against the Indians he
wanted but few men, and the choice of these he claimed for
himself. He was always a leader in every hazardous undertak-
ing, and the people, confiding in his bravery and prudence, were
ever ready to place themselves under his command, and in the
most trying conflicts they felt themselves secure. His actions
show a forbearance rarely met with in one of his profession ;
while in the time of decisive action, his courage and persever-
ance were equal to the boldest resolutions.
Winsor says: "In 1G23 Standish was sent by the Governor,
with orders to break up a plot of the Indians, which, it was
learned, had been formed to destroy the settlement and massacre
the inhabitants of the English colony at Wessagusset, now Wey-
mouth. On this expedition, the most celebrated one of his life,
and which is possibly a fair criterion of his character, he chose
but eight men, refusing any more. On arriving at the settle-
ment ho found the people scattered, wholly unconscious of their
impending danger. Having quickly assembled them, he informed
them of their situation, not, however, without exciting the suspi-
cions of the Indians. Soon after, an Indian bringing the Captain
some furs, he treated him ' smoothly ' ; yet the Indian reported
that he saw by the Captain's eye that he was angry in his heart.
And at another time, Pecksuot, an Indian warrior of reputed
courage, said to Hobomok, Standish's guide and interpreter,
and an inmate of his household, that he understood that the
Captain had come to kill him and the rest of the Indians there ;
but tell him, said he, we know it but fear him not — neither will
we shun him, let him begin when he dares; he shall not take us
unawares. And again, a little after, in the presence of Standish,
whetting his knife before his face, and boasting of its quality, he
said to him, 'Though you are a great Captain, yet you are
but a little man ; and though I be no sachem, yet I am a man of
great strength and courage.' On the following day Pecksuot,
Wittowamat, and his brother a youth of eighteen, and another
Indian, with Standish and about the same number of his own
men, being in a room together, the signal was given by the
Captain, and the door instantly closed and fastened. Then
seizing Pecksuot, he snatched his knife from his belt, and his
men fell upon the others. A short struggle ensued, which ended
in the death of Pecksuot by Standish, and that of the other In-
ians, save the youth, whom they afterwards hung. Hobomok,
who stood by a silent spectator of all that passed, then smilingly
exclaimed, ' Yesterday Pecksuot bragged of his own strength
and stature, and told you that though you were a great Captain,
yet you were a little man ; but to-day I see you are big enough
to lay him on the ground.'
" Consider the situation of Standish. Upon his decisive action
at this moment we cannot but feel that depended much, — not
merely the preservation of the company to whose succor he had
come, but the existence, perhaps, of the whole colony. Had
they been successful in their designs here, elated by their
recent victory, they would have made the settlement of Ply-
mouth the next object for their depredations, and the lives of
the whole colony would have fallen victims to their cruel bar-
barity. His was not distant from the foresight of the captain.
He struck a mighty blow, and, by determined action in a time
of doubt, dispelled the fears of his followers and sent terror
upon the enemy. This action needs no apology. He acted
but the part of a brave defender of his country, who feels that
upon his own vigorous exertions the defence of the people de-
pends. And, says his biographer, men of his profession will
admire his courage, his promptitude and decision in the execu-
tion ol his orders."
No one has ever charged Standish either with failures in
point of obedience, or of wantonly exceeding the limits of his
commission. He is called by Prince one of those heroes of
antiquity, "who chose to suffer affliction with the people of
God; who, through faith, subdued kingdoms; wrought right-
eousness; obtained promises; stopped the mouths of lions;
waxed valiant in fight, and turned to flight the armies of the
Near the close of his life, he was made commander of the
expedition against the Dutch, and, although far advanced in
years, he was still considered the best person upon whom the
command could devolve. In his commission and instruction, he
is spoken of as one " of whose approved fidelitie and abilitie
we have had long experience."
Standish's services to the colony were of hardly less import-
ance in their civil than in their military affairs. He held the
office of an assistant and deputy during the whole of his life,
was treasurer of the colony from 1644: to 1649, and once he
was sent to England, as their agent. Scarcely an appraisement
was made, where the colony were interested, but Stan dish was
on the commission, unless otherwise occupied. About the year
1630, he settled in Duxbury, on a tract of land granted to him
by the colony, and which has since been known as tiie Standish
farm. Upon this farm the celebrated Captain's Hill is situated.
Tradition fixes his house on the southeastern part of the penin-
sula, where there still remain the walls of two cellars, singu-
larly joined at one end. It is supposed that the cellar of one
part was constructed to accommodate a storehouse, built after
his death, in 1656, by his son Alexander, which was supposed
to have been burned some time during the next nine years, or
previous to 1665. The present Standish house was erected by
Alexander Standish, partly from old timbers taken from the
remains of his father's house. This fact is fully verified by the
appearance of the beams in the present building, which show
not only the marks of former use, but bear traces upon them of
the use of a whip-saw, an implement which antedated the
establishment of saw-mills. It is also supposed that the hearth-
stone, as indicated in our engraving, belonged to the former
house, as well as the doors and latchings, of which we also give
a representation. There is nothing left to give the true size or
shape of the original house, though the timbers that were trans-
ferred to the new one were mostly of oak, and were very
strong. They are still quite sound, and show the old mortises
and tenons used for the first house, in many places. The barn,
so far as is known, was on the south slope of Captain's Hill,
not far from the large rock, now sometimes called the " Cap-
tain's Chair." The homestead estate, contaiaing about one
hundred and fifty acres, was left, by will, to his son Alexander,
who lived on it till his death, in 1702.
Alexander devised the homestead to his son Myles, who re-
sided on it till his death in 1739. The latter left a numerous
family. He also had a son Myles, who inherited the property,
but who removed to Bridge water, and died in 1784. The
mother of the last named, and one sister, remained at the old
home, and were probably the last of the family who resided
there. The estate was sold by Myles, July 3, 1763, to Samuel
and Sylvanus Drew, who disposed of the property to Wait
Wadsworth, and from his hands it passed to George Faunce,
and descended to his children ; then a part was purchased of his
grandson, George Faunce, and a part of Luther Pierce, by the
present proprietor. The descendants of Captain Standish are
very numerous, and are scattered through the whole country.
Some remain in New England. Moses Standish, Lemuel Myles
Standish, and one or two brothers reside in Boston, and William
and Benjamin Standish, and perhaps some others, still reside in
Duxbury and Plymouth County.
The Standish tract contains some of the finest land in the
county of Plymouth, a part of which, on the east side, was tlie
Elder Brewster place. Of Captain's Hill the historian of Dux-
bury says : " This hill formed a part of an early grant to Captain
Standish, who settled near its base, and whose name it still
bears. It is situated on a peninsula, which extends in a south-
easterly direction, between the bays of Duxbury and Plymouth,
and contains about two or three hundred acres of good soil,
little inferior to any in the country in fertility."
"■ While in other portions of the town the soil is sandy and
unproductive, and a considerable part in no state of cultivation,
this peninsula is furnished with a deep and fertile soil. The
same may be said of the highland on the Gurnet, Saquish, and
many other similar spots around the bay, where the soil is in
immediate proximity to the sea. Clark's Island in some parts
possesses a mould, which, if equalled, is scarcely surpassed in the
country; and while the northern and western sides offer the
most desirable qualities for pasturage and grain, its southern
and eastern declivities present a perfect garden, abounding
with trees, through whose foliage, even during the summer's hot-
test months, stir the breezes from the sea. The summit of the hill
is about four hundred yards from the sea, and about one hundred
and eighty feet above its level, and when once attained, presents
a view to him who communes with nature, and who has pon-
dered over the history of the early Pilgrims, is acquainted with
their character, and has conceived the purpose of their exile, — to
him it presents a spectacle which has in times past, and which, I
conceive, must ever cause an impression on his mind, not easily
lorgotten, and scarcely to be eradicated. Full as it is of the most
pleasing associations, it calls up in the mind of the beholder those
reminiscences which gladden his heart and arouhe his soul into
being, and clothe him with all the nobler feelings of mankind,
dormant as they may lie within the deep recesses of his heart.
Nor is the loveliness of the scene itself any the less an efficient
agent of holy influences ; both cause one to tremble, irresistibly,
and to offer praise to his Maker. The circumstances, to be
sure, add to the attractions of the spot; but its beauty, its sim-
plicity of grandeur, its busy scenes, and its still, silent loneliness
give to it a power whose effects need not be mentioned. Select,
should you visit it, the closing hours of a summer's day, when
the burning heat of the declining sun is dispelled by the cooler
shades of approaching evening, and ascend to its height. Now
as the retiring rays of day form on the heavens above a gorgeous
canopy of variegated hues, so on nature's face below all bright-
ens into richness, and the verdure of her covering softens into
mildness; the shining villages around, and the village spires
towering against a background of unfading green, add gladness
to the scene. The glassy surface of the bay within, with its
gentle ripplings on the shore beneath, the music of the dashing
waves on the beach without, give quiet to the mind and peace
witliin. Before you, in the distance at the east, appear the
white sand-hills of Cape Cod, shining beyond the blue expanse,
and seeming to encircle by its protecting barrier a spot dear to
t,he heart of every descendant of that Pilgrim band. Still
nearer, at your feet and before you, are the pleasant bays of
Plymouth, Kingston, and Duxbury, enlivened by passing boats,
and sheltered by the beach from a raging ocean, crowned at its
southern extremity by a light-iiouse, and with the extending
arm of Saquish enclosing the Island of the Pilgrims ; turning
your eyes to the south, they fall in succession on the promontory
of Manomet; on the ancient town of Plymouth, rising beneath,
and as if under the protection of the mound beyond, the resting-
place of the Pilgrim's dead, on the villages of Rocky Nook and
of Kingston. Extending your eye over the extent of fores t to
the northwest, you see the Blue Hills of Milton, ascending far
above the surrounding country; while nearer, at the north,
are the villages of Duxbury and Marshfield,] scattered over
the fields, whose white cottages, shining in the sun, offer a
pleasing contrast to the scene. Below you and around you
once arose the bumble abode of the Pilgrims. Who can g aze
upon the spot which marks the site of the dwelling of Standish,
without feelings of emotion? who can but give thanks that that
spirit — ^
'A spirit fit, to start into an empire
And look ttie world to law ' —
had been sent amongst them, to be their counsel in peace and
their protection in danger? Who can but admire its ready
adaptation to a sphere of action so totally different from the
school of his youth? Here also arose the dwellings of Brews-
ter, who having followed in his yoath the retinue of kings and
princes, preferred a solitary retreat in the western wilds, and
there to worship his God in peace. Here, too, was the abode
of Collier, who, under every circumstance of danger, strove with
unceasing toil in the discharge of every duty necessary to the
welfare and prosperity of the colony. Here, too, can be seen
the spot whereon the habitation of Alden was, whose prudent
counsels and whose rigid justice attained for him a rank in the
estimation of the colony, alike an honor to himself, and a sub-
ject of pride to his descendants. Turn your vision as you may>
and you will feel that you are gazing on a scene of more than
ordinary interest, full of the most grateful recollections, and of
a nature the most agreeable and pleasing."
** Scenes must be beautiful, whicli daily viewed
Please daily, and whose novelty survives
Long knowledge and the scrutiny of years, —
Praise justly due to those that I describe."
" Hose, the first wife of Myles Stan dish, died at Plymouth, Jan-
uary 29, 1621, about a month after the landing. She was among
the first to succumb to the privations of that terrible first winter.
He married a second wife (Barbara), who survived him.
" To his house on Captain's Hill, Standish removed after his
second marriage, and here he drew around him a devoted class
of friends, among whom were the elder Brewster, George Par-
tridge, John Alden, Mr. Howland, Francis Eaton, Peter Brown-
George Soule, Nicholas Byrom, Moses Simmons, and other set,
*' The Indians also loved as well as feared him, and the faithful
Hobomok ever kept near to minister to his wants, and was the
faithful guide in his travels. This devoted Indian died in 1642,
having faithfully served his master twenty years, and is supposed
to have been buried on the south side of Captain's Hill, near
the great rock called ' The Captain's Chair.' Tradition fixes
his wigwam between two shell mounds on the shore near the
Standish place, till taken home to the house of Standish, where
he became an inmate till his death."
THE WILL OF MYLES STANDISH.
In the Plyraoiith Colony Records, vol. ii., pages 37, 38, is
recorded the will of Standish, dated March 1, 1655. In this he
devises that if he " die at Duxburrow, my body to be laid as
near as conveniently may be to my two dear daughters, Lora
Standish my daughter, and Mary Standish my daughter-in-law."
After the payment of debts and funeral expenses he ordains that
" my dear and loving wife Barbara Standish shall have the third
part " of the estate.
4. I have given to my son Josiah Standish upon his marriage
one young horse, five sheep and two heifers, which I must upon
that contract of marriage make forty pounds, yet not knowing
whether the estate will bear it at present; my will is that the
residue remain in the whole state, and that every one of my four
sons, viz., Alexander Standish, Myles Standish, Jcrias Standish,
and Charles Standish, may have forty pounds api:ce; if not,
that they may have proportionable to the remaining part, be it
more or less.
5. My will is that my eldest son, Alexander, shall have a
double share in land.
6. My will is that so long as they live single that the whole
be in partnerships between them.
7. I do ordain and make my dearly beloved wife, Barbara
Standish, Alexander Standish, Myles Standish. and Jerias Stan-
dish, joint executors of this my last will and testament.
8. I do by this my will make and appoint my loving friends,
Mr. Timothy Hatherly and Captain James Cudworth, super-
visors of this my last will, and that they will be pleased to do
the office of Christian love, to be helpful to jny poor wife and
children by their Christian counsel and advice; and if any dif-
ference should arise, which I hope will not, my will is that my
said supervisors shall determine the same, and that they see
that my poor wife shall have as comfortable maintainance as my
poor state will bear, the whole time of her life, which if you my
loving friends please to do, though neither they nor I shall be
able to recompense, I do not doubt but the Lord will.
By me, Myles Standish, further my will is, that Mary Robin-
son, whom I tenderly love for her grandfather's sake, shall have
three pounds in something to go forward for her two years after
my decease, which my will is my overseers shall see performed.
Further, my will is that my servant, John Irish, Jr., have forty
shillings more than his covenant, etc.
9. I give unto my son and heir apparent, Alexander Standish,
all my lands, as heir apparent by lawful descent, in Ormstick,
Borsconge, Wrightington, Maudsley, Newburrow, Crawston, and
in the Isle of Man, and given to me as right heir by lawful
descent, but surreptitiously detained from me, my great-grand-
father being a second or younger brother from the house of
Standish of Standish.
The above described will, as indorsement states, was pre-
sented for probate by Captain James Cud worth. May 4, 1657.
some time after the death of Captain Myles Standish.
Captain Standish is perhaps better known through Mr.
Longfellow's charming poem relating to his courtship of Pris-
cilla, than through the dry records of New England history,
The historians of the Plymouth Colony have failed to give us
the details of that remarkable wooing, leaving it to the poet to
embalm the romantic story in his beautiful verse. We copy
from the poem the following description of the doughty Cap-
tain : —
KITCHEN OF THE STANDISH HOUSE.
" In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims,
To and fro in a room of his simple and primitive dwelling,
Clad in doublet and hose, and boots of Cordovan leather,
Strode, with a martial air, Myles Standish the Puritan Captain.
Buried in thought he seemed, with his hands behind him, and pausing
Ever and anon to behold his glittering weapons of warfare.
Hanging in shining array along the walls of the chamber —
Cutlass and corselet of steel, and his trusty sword of Damascus,
Curved at the point and inscribed with its mystical Arabic sentence.
While underneath, in a corner, were fowling-piece, musket and matchlock.
Short of stature he was, but strongly built and athletic.
Broad in the shoulders, deep-chested, with muscles and sinews of iron;
Brown as a nut was his face, but his russet beard was already
naked with patches of snow, as hedges sometimes in November."
Captain Standish, in his old age, so far as can now be ascer-
tained, enjoyed good health till his last illness. His vigor, both
of mind and body, seemed as strong and fresh as in his early
dajs. He combined in a pre-eminent degree the practical use
of intuition and intellect; and when convinced of the wisdom of
a plan, however suddenly made, he executed it with great rapid-
ity. His temperament was sanguine and impulsive, but through
the whole course of his life, he seemed to exercise a wonderful
control over his passions.
He loved nature more than art, and entered with his whole
soul into the enjoyments of his home and farm at Captain's Hill.
His domestic and social life, and the great variety in the
associations around this spot, seemed to captivate and control
his very being. Here the careworn soldier found rest, — but
rest only through that usefulness which ever brings happiness.
Ever active and earnest, the full measure of his soul was drawn
out in the many opportunities before him to serve his fellow-
man, and the reward sank deep into a warm and tender heart,
full of appreciation and love. The impetuous dreams of early
life, the sense of wrong and injustice wliich drove him from the
fatherland were here soothed and put to rest, and perhaps for-
ever buried from thought in the consciousness of the emptiness
of title, the possession of wealth, and the glitter of courts and
The great interest taken by tlie public in the erection of some
suitable memorial to Captain Myles Standish, has properly
taken the subject from the hands of a few of his immediate
descendants, and placed it in charge of the American people at
large, the representatives of whom, as shown by the list of the
officers of the Association, are fully capable of taking care of
the subject in all its bearings. The military of the United
States very naturally claim a large share in perpetuating the
memory of the first commissioned military officer of the New
World, especially when the martial character of the man, after
more than two hundred and fifty years' test, still stands out
almost unparalleled in the history of the country.
It has often been said that the military powers of Standish,
together with his great executive ability, and incessant labor in
the various departments of the colony, saved it many times from
dissolution. Be that as it may, there is abundant evidence that
the colony always held him in high confidence and respect.
The last commission against the Dutch, so near his death, proves
that even in his old age their confidence was not diminished.
Members of the Grand Army of the Republic alone would
cheerfully erect a monument; but some of our first merchants
and citizens are too sensible of the great service of our soldiers
to allow them to be at this expense, and offer liberally in its
behalf. It is to be presumed that the sum of fifty thousand
dollars can be easil)' raised for such a purpose. President
Grant and many of his Generals have signified their hearty ap-
proval of the object, and citizens from almost every part of the
country offer their aid and support.
The spot chosen for the monument is Captain's Hill, on the
old Standish Farm, at Duxbury, where Captain Standish lived
and died. This Farm was given him by the colony about 1630,
and remained in the family till the middle of the last century.
The hill is one hundred and eighty feet high, and overlooks
Plymouth and Duxbury Bays, and is now much used as a sight-
ing point to navigators in entering Massachusetts Bay. When
the shaft is up it will be most useful to the coast survey as well
as to navigators.
Thus, after two and a half centuries, this tribute is offered to
the memory of one who left the allurements of wealth, luxury,
and power, for the wilderness of New England, there to give a
life service in sowing seeds for the fruit we to-day enjoy.
STANDISH MEMORIAL ASSOCIATION.
Article 1st. The object and purpose of this Association is
to cause to bo erected a suitable and proper Memorial Monu-
ment, Obelisk, or Tablet, to the memory of Captain Myles
Standish, on or near Captain's Hill, Duxbury, Massachusetts.
Art. 2d. — The Board of Directors of the Association, for
the time being, shall constitute the Board of Management, and
have full power to act and do all things necessary to secure the
object of the Association, appoint agents and assistants, and till
all vacancies in their board.
Art. 3d. — The property and funds of the Association may
be held by one or more trustees, or a treasurer, who, with the
officers of the Association, after the year eighteen hundred and
seventy-one, shall be chosen by the subscribers to the fund,
under such rules or by-laws as the directors or subscribers may
adopt at any regular meeting.
Art. 4th. — The officers of the Association shall be a Presi-
dent, one or more advisory or Vice Presidents, Trustees and
Directors, Secretaries and Treasurer, and such other officers or
agents as may be appointed or chosen for the necessary pur-
poses of the Association ; and the Selectmen of Duxbury are to
appoint or approve the first officers of the Association.
Art. 5th. — The President, or any five Directors, may call a
meeting of the Directors when needed. The annual meeting for
the choice of officers and other business shall be held, after
notice, the first Tuesday of January in each year. All officers
iray hold over till new ones are elected in their place.
Art. 6th. — An Executive Committee of twelve shall be
chosen, who shall have special charge of the planning and build-
ing the Monument, under the control of the Board of Directors.
Art. 7th.— The foregoing Constitution, Rules, and Specifica-
tions may be altered and changed by the subscribers or directors
at any regular meeting of the officers of the Association.
Duxbury, December 21st, 1870, and the two hundred and
fiftieth anniversary of the landing of Myles Standish with the
Pilgrims, at Plymouth, on the '2 1st day of December, 1620.
Officers of the Association appointed and, approved by the Select-
men of Duxbury, July 4th, 1871.
President. — Gen. Horace Binney Sargent.
Advisory Presidents. — His Excellency Marshall Jewell,
Connecticut; His Excellency James A. Weston, New Hamp-
shire; Hon. Robert C. Winthrop, Massachusetts; Rev, Dr.
George Putnam ; Gen. Joshua L. Chamberlain, Maine ; Hon.
Alexander H. Rice; Dr. George B. Loring; Hon. John H. Clif-
ford, Massachusetts ; Gen, A. E. Burnside, Rhode Island; Hon.
Nathaniel B. Shurtleff, Boston; Hon. E S. Tobey, Boston; Hon.
Horatio Harris, Boston.
DiRECioRS. — Hon. Onslow Stearns, Concord, N. H. ; Hon.
Thomas Russell, Boston; Nathaniel Adams, Boston; Lemuel
Myles Standibh, Boston; Samuel Little, Boston; Samuel Loring,
Duxbury; Nathan Matthews, Boston; Frederick 0. Adams,
Kingston; Francis Standish, Boston; William Whiting, Boston;
Nathan ^Morse, Boston; Isaac Keene, Duxbury; Jonathan S.
Ford, Duxbury; Rev, Josiah Moore, Duxbury; Dr. James Wilde,
Duxbury; James Ritchie, Boston ; S. M. Allen, Boston ; Edwin
Adams, Boston; Edwin 0. Bailey, Boston; Stephen N. Gifford,
Duxbury; Joseph S. Beal, Kingston; Alden S. Bradford, King-
ston; George B. Standish, Duxbury; Alden B. Weston, Dux-
bury; Elbridge Chandler, Duxbury; Hamilton E. Smith, Dux-
bury; Oliver Ditson, Boston; John G. Jackson, Boston; Dr.
Gushing Webber, Boston; Gen. B. F. Butler; Jonas Fitch, Bos-
ton; Jacob H. Loud, Plymouth; George Bradford, Duxbury;
John S. Loring, Duxbury; Harrison Loring, Boston; Joseph W.
Coburn, Boston; Alden Frink, Boston; W. S. Danforth, Ply-
mouth; George W. Wright, Duxbury; Dr. Calvin Pj-att, Dux-
bury; Parker C. Richardson, Duxbury; Job A. Turner, Boston;
Joshua M. Gushing, Duxbury.
Secretary. — Stephen N. Gifford, Duxbury.
Corresponding Secretary. — Stephen M. Allen, Boston.
Treasurer. — Jacob H. Loud, Plymouth and Boston.
Committees chosen at the meeting at Duxbury, Aug. IT, 1871.
Executive Committee. — Nathaniel Adams, of Boston ; Lem-
uel Myles Standish, Hon. E. S. Tobey, Samuel Little, Francis
Standish, James Ritchie, S. M. Allen, Edwin Adams, Jacob H.
Loud, Harrison Loring, Job H. Turner, Gen. H. B. Sargent.
Finance Committee. — Horatio Harris, Hon. Alexander H.
Rice, Hon. E. S. Tobey, Nathan Matthews, Oliver Ditson, Dr.
Geo. B. Loring, Samuel Little, Jacob H. Loud, Nathaniel
Adams, Jonathan S, Ford, George B. Standish, Gen. B, F. But-
ler, George W. Wright, Jonas Fitch, W. S. Danforth, Hon.
Nathaniel B. Shurtleff, Rev. Dr. George Putnam, and Joseph
EXERCISES OF CONSECRATION ON CAPTAIN'S HILL
DUXBURY, AUGUST 17, 1871.
The first train on the new Duxbury and Cohasset Railroad
arrived at the Duxbury station at seven o'clock the evening pre-
vious, with freight and passengers, and bringing a section of
two guns and twenty men of the First Battery, under command
of Capt. E. C. Langley and Lieut. I. C. Foster. On the morn-
ing of the seventeenth, on the arrival of the cars and steamboat,
the exercises of the day commenced with the firing of one hun-
dred guns by the batttery.
A procession was formed at the depot, under tlie direction of
Joshua M. Gushing, the marshal of the day, the Standish
Guaids, Lieut. Lanman, commanding, acting as escort.
Arriving at the monument grounds, the assembly were called
to order by Gen. Sargent, President of the Association, and
the Executive and Finance Committees were appointed, and the
exercises progressed as follows : —
MUSIC BY THE WEYMOUTH BAND.
Hail to the Chief.
BY REV. JOSIAH MOORE.
ODE TO MYLES STANDISH.
Air — America.
Sung by the Audience.
All Hail, departed Chief!
Tlie Nation to thee brings
An oflering free ;
Not of mere bronze or stone,
Nor set on hill alone, —
Our memories long have flown
O'er land and sea.
Fond hopes In Britain left.
Of wealth and power bereft,
Still, spirit free.
You braved the ocean's roar.
You wooed a frozen shore.
That we might evermore
That seed of freedom sown,
Through frost and blood hath grown
A Nation free 1
An empire, great in trust,
A people full of rest.
Millions, thus happy blest,
All honor thee.
After the singing, General Sargent was formally introdaced
to the audience, by the Secretary, Mr. Gilford, and addressed
them as follows: —
BY GEN. HORACE BINNEY SARGENT.
It would have been more fitting to the grandeur
of a noble memory that a disthiguished connection of
Myles Standish should have addressed you to-day.
It would have been most agreeable to myself, as well
as to you, that one. of the many, illustrious by letters
or by deeds, with whom the Pilgrim blood is blessed,
should enjoy the honor of speaking before an au-
dience familiar with the simple, grand traditions
which I can only repeat like a twice-told tale to you.
I crave your courteous patience for my short recital
of a well-known story, and my reverent tribnte to a
life supremely brave.
Two memorable pictures, representing widely sep-
arate decades, hang on the wall of American history.
Two and a half centuries span the gulf of time be-
tween the first decade, when a little band of English-
men floated into Jamestown, and another little band,
a few years later, became entangled in the shoals of
Cape Cod; and the last decade, when, with a shock
of arms that shook the world, the descendants of the
Cavaliers, repeating English history, surrendered the
wreck of all their armies, — infantry, cavalry, and
cannon, — with all hope of separate empire, to tne
descendants of the Puritans and to national suprem-
acy; each combatant bound to the other, henceforth
forever, by mutual reverence for proven valor;
both, victor and vanquished, destined to stand here-
after, shoulder to shoulder, against the world in arms,
and clasp each other's hands as brethren, — joint
heirs of all America !
The giant timbers of English oak with which
Nelson humbled France would once have been an
easy prey to the tiniest squirrel of the wood. And
the germ acorn did not more differ from the line-of-
battle ship, than did the colony of the Mayflower
from our veteran nation of to-day. As the oak had
gathered to itself all elements of the universe from
ten thousand storms and showers, until its top
reached out to heaven, and its roots, like anchors,
grappled with the world, so the colonies have incor-
porated the energies and assimilated the qualities of
many peoples. But the germ principle has controlled
them all. As no method of culture, no fertilizing
agent, no icy cold or fiery heat, would have devel-
oped the acorn into anything but the oak, so the
Pilgrim spirit, while absorbing, with all the vigor of
vitality, the masses of life, wealth, poverty, ignorance,
and culture that have been wafted to these shores,
could grow into nothing else than an independent,
popular government. Dissenters from those who
dissented — even from dissent — must necessarily
have founded a state with an inborn, hereditary ten-
dency to rebel against assertion of creed or sceptre.
The fugitive residents of the home-like community of
Leyden, which, after an exhausting war, had chosen
the princely boon of a university rather than immu-
nity from onerous taxation, might naturally develop
that cradle of independent thought, — the common
But to develop anything, it was first of all essential
that the Pilgrim colony, stranded on a sterile cape in
a l!*rew-England winter, among savages, should sur-
vive. And the wonderful providence of God is not
more evident in the protecting husk that he gives to
the ungerminated acorn, with which, amid the thun-
der of battle, he purposes to override a nation, than
it is in creating the Moses and the Joshua to lead an
infant people. The rough tent of a trooper, the
unsurveyed forests of Virginia, the flat-boat of the
Mississippi, the rude log-cabin of the West, as well
as the sheep-folds of Israel or the cattle-shed of
Galilee, may contain the fate of empires.
About the time that all Christendom was in mourn-
ing for the murdered Prince of Orange, and deploring
in his death the overthrow of the bulwark of the
Protestant faith, a little fair-haired child was playing
among the hedge-rows of England, who was destined
to learn the art of war in the armies of that king's
more warlike son. Prince Maurice, then a boy of
seventeen, and to be a tower of defence to the unsol-
dierly Pilgrim colony of Protestant America.
That child — whose bones, after nearly fourscore
years of toil and war, were laid somewhere on this
hill-side, perhaps under our unconscious feet — was
Myles Standish, the great Puritan captain ! He was
born about the year 1580, of English ancestry, dating
back to rank and opulence as far as the thirteenth
century. Of his childhood, little is known. To de-
feat the title of his line to lands in England, the rent-
roll of which is half a million per annum, the hand
of fraud is supposed to have defaced the page that
contained the parish record of his birth. Unjustly
deprived of these vast estates, as he avers in his
will, in which he bequeaths his title to his eldest son,
it seems probable that he went to Holland near the
time of his majority. Queen Elizabeth signed his
commission as lieutenant in the English forces, serv-
ing in the Netherlands against the cruel armies of the
Inquisition. As she died in 1603, about two years
after his majority, it is not improbable that we are in-
debted to that first disappointment, which may have
driven him, in his early manhood and some despair,
into the army.
From 1600 to 1609, the year of the great truce
between Prince Maurice and the King of Spain, the
contest was peculiarly obstinate and bloody. In this
fierce school the Puritan captain learned the temper
and art of war.
From 1609 to 1620, a period of truce but not of
civil tranquillity, the Low Countries were inflamed
by those theological disputes of the Oalvhiists and
Arminians which brought the excellent Barneveldt
to the scaffold, and drove the great Grotius — a
fugitive from prison — into exile. In this school, per-
haps, Myles Standish learned some uncompromisino-
religious opinions, which brought him into sti-ange
sympathy and connection with the Pilgrim church in
Leyden. Both periods seemed to leave their impress
on his character. The inventory, recorded with his
will, mentions the Commentaries of Cassar, Bariffe's
Artillery, three old Bibles, and three muskets, with
the harness of the time, complete. His Bibles were
old. A well-worn Bible for every musket- and,
thank God, a musket, not an old one, to defend each
The schedule of his books, some forty in number,
records nearly twenty which are devotional or reli-
gious. With the memory of one act of singularly
resolute daring, when, in obedience to the colonial
orders to crush a great Indian consj^ii'acy, he took a
squad of eight picked men into the forests, and
deemed it prudent to kill the most turbulent warrior
w^ith his own hands, we may imagine how the pilgrim
soldier, friend and associate of Brewster, disciple of
the saintly Robinson, rose from the perusal of one
of the old Bibles, or of " Ball on Faith," " Sparkes
against Heresie," or " Doclcl on the Lord's Supper,"
to stab Pecksuot to the heart with his own knife ; a
giant who had taunted him with his small stature in
almost the very words of Goliah, in his insulting
sneer at David, long before; and to cut off the head
of Watawamat, which bloody trophy the elders had
ordered him to bring home with him. We can im-
agine him on the evening of that cheaply victorious
day, taking more than usual pleasure in the exultant
psalms of the warrior David, and in a chapter of
Burroughs's " Christian Contentement" and "Gospell
Conversation," especially as he had his three muskets
with bandoleers, and Bariffe's Artillery, close at his
hand. One can feel the unction with which the val-
orous pilgrim would religiously falfil the colonial
order to smite the heathen hip and thigh, and hew
Agag in pieces before the Lord.
!N^ot originally, and perhaps never, a member of
the Pilgrim church, and possessing many traits which
might have belonged to the fierce trooper, in an army
whose cavalry was the legitimate descendant of
Caesar's most formidable enemies, — the Batavi, cele-
brated for cavalry qualities, and long the body-guard
of the Poman emperors, — the appearance of the
somewhat violent soldier, in the saintly company
of Parson Pobinson's church, is an anomaly.
It has been proven many a time, from the days of
Bannockburn, when the Scottish host sank on its
knees to receive the benediction of the Black Abbot
of Inchaffray, even to our own late day, when many
of the best fighting regiments were blessed ivith the
most earnest chaplains, that men never tender their
lives more gallantly to God and mother-land than
when they are fervently preached to and prayed for.
Yet the all-daring contempt for peril, the rough-
ness of temper, the masterly economy with which
Standish saved human life by consummate indiffer-
ence to personal homicide upon prudent occasion, his
power of breathing his own fiery heart into a handful
of followers, till he made them an army able to with-
stand a host in the narrow gates of death, would lead
us to expect such a colleague for the saintly Brewster
as little as we should expect to see Sheridan —
" Cavalry Sheridan,
Him of tlie liorses and sabres we sing" —
prominent among the Methodists.
In truth, with the poem of our sweetest and most
cultured bard in our minds, and with the memory
of those fierce monosyllables with which our great
cavalry leader rolled back defeat upon the jubilant
rebel host, and rescued victory at Winchester, fancy
can depict the foaming black horse pressed into the
rush of the shell-shattered guidons by the iron gripe
of knees booted in " Cordovan leather," and imagine
that little Myles Standish rode that day in the saddle
of little Phil Sheridan.
To the genealogist, who believes that names rep-
resent qualities and things, it is not unpleasing to
find in the family record of Standish and Duxbury
Hall, in the parish church of Chorley, Old England,
the name Milo Standanaoght. To stand at nothing-,
in the ivay of a duty commanded by the civil authority,
seemed the essence of character in Myles Standish;
and thoroughness stamps the reputation of the name
and blood to-day.
The materials for personal biography are scanty.
His wife. Rose Standish, — an English rose, — whose
very name augurs unfitness for a New-England
winter on an unsettled cape, died within a month of
the landing. A light tradition exists that his second
wife, Bai'bara, was her sister, whom he left an orphan
child in England, and sent for. She arrived a
woman grown, and the valorous captain added an-
other illustration to the poet's story, that Venus and
the forger of thunderbolts were married.
From the first anchorage, Captain Standish, as
the soldier of the company, was charged with all
deeds of adventure. At first, certain grave elders
were sent with him for counsel. But ultimately his
repute in affairs, both civil and military, was such that
he was for many years the treasurer of the colony,
and, during a period of difficidty, their agent in Eng-
land. As a soldier, he was evidently the Yon Moltke
of the Pilgrims. They invested him with the gen-
eral command. Even in extreme old age — the very
year that he died " very auncient and full of dolor-
ous paines " — he received his last and fullest com-
mission against new enemies, his old friends, the
It is singular that among the primitive people, who
must often in the later Indian wars have missed his
coimsel and conduct, as the poet describing Venice,
" Oh ! for one hour of blind old Dandole,"
no clear tradition has descended of the phace where
the war-worn bones of the soldier-pilgrim lie. Sent,
like Moses, to guide and guard a feeble people to a
promised land of power that he might never sec, no
man knoweth his burial-place until this day.
More than one hundred years ago, the following
paragraph appeared in the Boston "JS^ews-Letter,"
dated Boston, January 22,1770: "We hear from
Plymouth that the 22d day of December last was
there observed by a number of gentlemen, by the
name of the Old Colony Club, in commemoration of
the landing of their ancestors in that place."
The fourth toast on that occasion, a hundred and
one years ago, was, " To the mejnory of that brave
man and good officer, Capt. Miles Standish."
Over the graves of the guests at that dinner, —
"For fifty years the grasses have been growing."
But the principle of public fidelity shares the immor-
tality of God and Truth. Reverence for it never dies
till the decay of nations. And to-day we come to-
gether, the dwellers in the city and the dwellers on
the shore, men of every age and all professions, to
dedicate one spot of this parental soil for an enduring
monument to the same Myles Standish of the same
unfaded record. The sunlight of near three hundred
years, that has shone fatally on many a reputation
since his baby eyes first saw the light of England,
has only bronght out the lasting colors of his fame.
Believing, as I firmly do, that he was a useful, a
necessary citizen, because he was " that brave man
and good officer" at a time when soldierly qualities
were essential to the very life of the infant colony, it
seems to me providential for the colonists that one of
their number was, by temper and training, unable to
sympathize with that soft tenderness for human life
which is wont to characterize saintly-minded men,
like the Rev. Mr. Robinson, who, when he heard of
the marvellous conflict where Standish, with three or
four others, in a locked room, killed the same number
of hostile chiefs that were gathering their tribes to
exterminate the English, uttered these sorrowful
words: "Oh! that you had converted some before
you had killed any! " The soldier practised that ter-
rible piece of econojny which no saint of the com-
pany would have dreamed of doing with his own
hand. To borrow the diction of the time, the gaunt-
let of the man of wrath was the fold of the lambs of
God. It was fortunate for us who believe in Ply-
mouth Rock, that one trained soldier, who had faced
war conducted by the Duke of Alva, came out in the
Mayflower. Some little love of high position, some
thirst for gain in ofiice, some disposition to confer
office on men for their "forwardness" rather than for
their fitness, were seeds of weeds that the Mayflower
brought over to the congenial soil of America. Even
in the second expedition inland from the barque, " the
Gunner was sick unto death," " but hope of trucking
made him go." It is to be feared that the mantle of
that gunner falls upon some camp-follower in every
Had the fate of the Pilgrims depended on such
motives, Elder Brewster and his company would have
been buried m some Krossaness, like the earlier
explorer, the son of Eric the Ked, and American
civilization might have been for centuries deferred.
Myles Standish represented the true idea of public
service, vigorous fidelity and trained fitness for his
place. In his single heroic person he exhibited the
true idea of the army, — skilled military force in loyal
subordination to the civil authority. The confidence
that the colony reposed in him to execute their most
difficult commands as a citizen soldier, seems to prove
that he revered, in the words of Mr. Robinson's fare-
well sermon, "the image of the Lord's power and
authority which the magistrate beareth," — words
that can never be too forcibly imjDressed on the minds
of the penny-wise, who would diminish the dignity of
the magistrate's office by inadequate compensation,
or destroy his mdependence by the vulgar device of
the social charlatan, gifts to supplement judicial sala-
ries. If one may venture on such high speculation,
it may be that God is just, partly because he is
supreme, and to Him belongs the earth "and the
fulness thereof," Freedom from obligation is of the
essence of independence in the magistrate who bears
" the Lord's power and authority."
As a dissenter from dissenters, saturated with the
spirit of liberty, Standish, as an agent of authoi'ity,
never fell into the heresy with which the rogues of
the body poUtic cajole its fools, — that a weak execu-
tion of the laws, an imbecile or impotent manifesta-
tion of government, is test or evidence of freedom.
]S^or did the ISTorthern Pilgrims ever fancy that a
government founded upon compact was less pan-
oplied with positive authority, within its sphere, than
the superior government of the crown.
Even wheu every English life was precious to the
settlements, the Pilgrims did not hesitate to execute
three Englishmen for the murder of one Indian. In
flying from civilization to a desert in pursuit of lib-
erty, the Pilgrims did not fly so fast and far as to
leave majestic law behind them. That dear, pale
banner of the State, which the great-hearted, true-
hearted, stout-hearted war minister of Massachu-
setts, John Albion Andrew, of all-blessed memory,
thanked God that no one of fifty-three regiments
then in commission had ever left on any field of bat-
tle, bears the device that might have been inspired
at that early hour, — an Indian erect, in all the dignity
of manhood, ready for peace' or war, and the armed
hand of protecting power raised above him, ready to
guard or smite, and the legend Ense petit placidam
sub lihertate quietem.
And this is the end and path of government, —
the armed hand, seeking serene rej^ose, under lib-
erty, by the sword, raised, but not needlessly
descending; or if kept in the scabbard, kept always
To us, who sometimes ignore the uncancelled, un-
paid debt of the nation to the military academy, and
to the professional soldiers who there learned the art
of victory; — to us, who sometimes imagine that the
practice of gymnastics, with a musket, makes all the
difference between a citizen and a citizen soldier, and
dispenses with that code of new sensations, subordi-
nation, the soldierly habit of mind and temper, exact
obedience and reverent loyalty to authority, which no
muster-field or training-day can give, and which
nothing but military discipline in a camp of instruc-
tion can inspire ; — to us, who have learned, by bitter
experience, how much time and blood and gold it
costs to convert a patriotic mob into an effective army
of soldier citizens; — to us, who are suffering oppres-
sive taxation for our ignorance and forgetfulness that
true economy is always to be prepared for war, a
blunder and a crime which we have no moral right to
fasten upon the purses of posterity, for the blunder
was our own; — to us, thus criminal and suffering,
it is profitable to reflect, that if Myles Standish had
not been a trained soldier, the reverend heirs of the
elders of the little church of Ley den would probably
have adorned the Avigwams of " the Massachusitts."
His grand heart might have been as true and loyal
and brave as it was; his arm — now dust, mouldering
somewhere under the sod of this hill-side — might
have been as strong. But if he had not learned from
his own experience, and the well-conned commentaries
of his beloved Caesar, how contemptible are the most
vigorous and patriotic multitudes without real disci-
pline, Plymouth Rock would have been of no impor-
tance except to some leisurely antiquarian; JSTorthem
civilization would have been smitten with sudden
death by savage tribes ; even this beautiful headland
might have been tilled by Virginian slaves to-day.
Special fitness for special work — education
adapted to a purpose — is the lesson taught by the
Pilgrim life. Well might we profit by it, in teaching
the industrial arts of common life to the pupils of
our common schools, which now, neglecting the
practical arts of daily household duties, fill the w^orld
with helpless people, — starving, lady-like teachers,
without pupils; accountants, who have nothing to
add up, — useless members of society, ignorant of
every duty that a home demands, and demanding a
home that their refinement craves and station cannot
give. That even the Pilgrims found, that overmuch
unpractical culture was incompatible with provision
for the needs of rugged life, is indicated by the fact
that the second generation was less refined and more
skilled in practical arts than the first.
To be the founders of states is the first of glories,
according to Lord Bacon. The career of our Pil-
grim hero is a beautiful illustration of an educa-
tion fitted to the great mission for which he seemed
peculiarly, strangely ordained.
In grateful memory we consecrate this spot of earth
to a monument of the great Puritan captain. May its
shadow fall upon his grave! For two centuries the
stars have looked upon it. At what moment of the
ni"-ht the circling moon may ])oint it out with shad-
owy finger, no mortal knows, ^o mortal ear can
hear the secret whispered to the night, " Beneath this
spot lies all of a hero that could die."
High as the shaft may tower over headland and
bay, deep as its foundation-stones may rest, brightly
as it may gleam in the rising or setting sun upon the
mariner returning in the very furrow that the keel
of the Mayflower made, the principles of common-
sense, a citizen soldier's education for a citizen sol-
dier's work, the principles of moral truth, manly
honesty, prudent energy, fidelity incorruptible, cour-
age undauntable, all the qualities of manhood that
compel unflinching execution of the states' behest,
— are firmer and higher and brighter still. And to
crown them all is reverence to the Supreme Execu-
tive of Earth and Heaven, who knows no feebleness of
heart or hand, and whose great purpose moved the
war-worn Pilgrim's feet to seek his home upon this
rock-bound continent, where the unceasing weaves
of two unfettered oceans roar the choral hymn of
General Sargent's address was listened to with marked attention
and received frequent applause as he alkided in glowing terms to
the heroic virtues of the founder of the town of Duxbury.
MUSIC BY THE BAND.
BY KEV. R. H. KEALE, T). I>
HYMN.— OUR PILGRIM FATHERS.
Am — Auld Lang Syne.
Suug by the audience.
Awake ! the slumbering Hero comes !
Arise! his spirit uears,
To marshal back to "Pilgrim Homes"
Our sires from other spheres.
Tor "Auld Lang kSjuc" they come,
For "Auld Lang Syne,"
And gather round those "Pilgrim Homes,"
Of "Auld Lang Syne."
Hosannas to our Pilgrim Sires !
Bright memories round them twine ;
Our prayers invoke celestial lyres
Around their homes divine.
For "Auld Lang Syne " we sing,
For "Auld Lang Syne;"
All honor to our Pilgrim Sires,
For "Auld Lang Syne."
• At the close of the exercises on the monument grounds, a
procession was formed for the dinner tent, which was reached
at about half-past two. Gen. Sargent led the guests, consisting
of General Butler, General Schouler, Dr. Geo. B. Loring, Hon.
Jacob H. Loud, Hon. Josiah Quincy, Ex-Mayor Shurtleff, Mayor
Gaston, Hon, William T. Davis of Plymouth, members of the
Executiv'e Council, and Hon. Oliver Warner, Secretary of State,
Rev, Dr. Caswell, Hon. A. C, Barsiow, Rev, A. A. Miner, Rev,
Edward E, Hale, Hon, Otis Cary, and others.
After the comf^any were seated, they were called to order by
General Sargent. Prayer was offered by Rev, Dr. Burgess.
After about an hour spent in eating. General Sargent rapped to
order, and introduced the speech-making by expressing the sat-
isfaction which he enjoyed, after having been tortured by making
a speech earlier in the day, to torture other gentlemen by calling
upon them for speeches. In introducing the first toast, he made
very complimentary allusion to Gen. Butler, which was
He announced the first regular toast as follows : " The Pres-
ident of the United States, and the great Puritan Captain :
trained soldiers both, and none the less determined to carry out
the will of the people without any policy of their own."
Responded to by General Butler.
SPEECH OF GENERAL BUTLER.
Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen : —
I grieve that the principal executive officer of the
United States in this Commonwealth, who came w ith
me here, and who would in the usual course be called
upon to respond to the toast to the president of the
United States, has been called back by imperative
necessity, aiid left that which he, as a son of Ply-
mouth, would be glad to perform, to be performed
As I ascended Captain's -Hill this morning, the
thought occurred to me how little each generation
knows of the effect of the events which occur in its
own time. How little our pilgrim fathers thought of
the great country which thereafterward their ideas
and their descendants were to govern; when the little
Mayflower entered this bay, how little thought those
pilgrims of the great work they were doing ! So each
and every great event; to the present — to the
accompanying generation, the work is a small one,
however great it may seem to those who come after.
The great Captain, dead as we are told by your ora-
tor and by tradition, has an unknown grave. We
can hardly look back and believe that the man tba
we know, the great citizen soldier of iron wdl, of that
Pilo-rim band, would be so little remembered by those
that immediately surrounded and came after hnn
that his resting-place should be even a matter of
which tradition does not speak. He has but suffered
the fate which all events of great magnitude, rising
from small beginnings, suffer at the hands of their
contemporaries. , ^ ^u
After what has been said - nay, after what the
men of Plymouth know of Myles Standish - it would
be idle for me, coming from Essex County, to enter
into anything like eulogy. He came down, indeed,
once to Essex County, however, and it was the only
time when he went out and came not back victor.
But then he interfered with our fish! (A laugh.)
There is a trait developed in the Puritan pilgnm
character in the steady public employment of Myles
Standish, which deserves a moment's thought. JNo
more pious, nay, no more thoroughly religious peop e,
ever came together. They came here, not as tradi-
tion has it, not in the words of poetry, for the pur-
pose of establishing freedom to worship God, but
they came here for the purpose of establishing a com-
monwealth in which they should have the right to
worship God uninterfered with by any other class, or
power, or potentate whatever; and upon that theory
alone can we, their descendants, entirely justify every
act of theirs. If they simply meant to establish free-
dom to worship God, why did Roger Williams found
Khode Island? Why did they cast out the sohismat-
ic? It was because they thoroughly believed they
were right; that their religion was the true religion.
They, believing that, had left the perfect freedom ot
Holland, where they had every religious freedom
excejDt the freedom of worshijDping undisturbed by
schisms and dissensions, and came here to this coun-
try. And when they made themselves a home in the
wilderness, they determined that, being right, having
made the great sacrifices for that right which they
had done, no man should interfere with them. They
carried out their own ideas to the logical conse-
quence; better that men should suffer in this world,
than to suffer an eternity in the next, as they believed
all men who substantially differed from them would.
They always stood by the logic of their own ideas.
And it is the standing by that logic that to-day gives
those ideas the government of the nation, and makes
this nation the missionary nation of religious freedom
and religious rights in the world.
Again, our Pilgrim fathers were practical men.
Deeply imbued with the religious spirit, believing
they were controlled by a Divine Providence, they
recognized the fact that that Providence worked
through means, and human means, and used all
human means best adapted to carry out the end.
They remembered that Providence always blest the
best battalion and the best soldiers. They believed
in the man who had a will, and they believed that
their prayers would be sufficient to enable him to
carry out the will and power of God, although the
man might not be the most proper instrument in a
religious point of view.
One of the most marked characteristics of Myles
Standish was, that, living among the Puritans, among
rehgious men, not a hypocrite, not praying in public
and sinning in private, and willing his whole life
should be known and well understood, he carried
with him, from the beginning to the end, the utter-
most confidence and respect of the highest religious
people. True, the good Elder Robinson thought
that he might convert a few of the savages before
he slew them, but he was quite content that the
Indian might be slain provided that God's people
might be preserved. Myles Standish had a will of
his own, and he chose to exercise that will, and
whenever it became necessary for him to carry for-
ward the work he had in hand, to do the duty placed
upon him, he was ready to sacrifice any enemy of his
country which stood between him and the work
which he was delegated by his country to perform.
Again, Myles Standish had another high attribute
of character, and that was loyalty to law — loyalty
to authority. He never went beyond the right as
it was given to him; he always bowed to the civil
power, and in that he only showed his training as a
soldier. This idea General Butler elaborated, and
claimed that the same thing was shown in the late
civil war, when our soldiers showed themselves obe-
dient always to law and order, especially on their
return home, when they were expected to make trou-
ble. He paused to eulogize General Grant, in this
connection, whom he termed the second gi-eat soldier
of this country since Myles Standish. The latter
had thirty-six years of executive power, and there
are those who hope General Grant may continue
many more years to execute the will of the nation.
(Applause.) Whatever else was said ahout General
Grant, they could not claim that his policy had been
against the will of the people.
There was a resemblance between Myles Standish
and General Grant in the way they have been treated
by their countrymen. Some persons objected that a
grateful people should make gifts to General Grant^
but did not our Pilgrim fathers give, tlie land on which
they then stood to Mjdes Standish for his soldier's
duty done? Thank Ood, in tliose days there ivere
not any newspapers, and there was no slander raised
on that account. (Laughter.) In this regard, General
Butler thought the example of the Pilgrim fathers
might well be followed. Here was sown the seed
which enabled this country to go through the war
for the suppression of the Rebellion. He (Butler)
was one of those who believed that the Rebellion was
necessary, and that it could not be averted; that all
in the country were more or less guilty of the great
cause — African slavery ; that the war was sent for
the nation's regeneration. He remembered that
Massachusetts and Rhode Island once owned slaves,
and although subsequently rid of them, the ]S"orth
was guilty of participation in the slavery of the
South. He believed the war could never have ended
until emancipation was proclaimed and the nation
cleansed by fire. Any man, looking back over the
recent events, could, in his opinion, see the guiding
hand of Providence in them all. As Moses was not
allowed to set foot on the promised land, so Presi-
dent Lincoln was not allowed to enter into the full
enjoyment of being the ruler of a reunited people,
and the nation had to have the last of all phials of
wrath in the shape of his successor. The triumph of
the Puritan over the Cavalier was referred to, and
General Butler said so strong a faith had he in the
Puritan character that he was almost superstitious
abont names, even, and if his grandfather's name had
been Carlos instead of Zcphaniah, he did nt' believe
he would have gone to the late war. It is this Puri-
tan idea that is revolutionizing the whole country
to-day; and when in the South and elsewhere shall
be established schools, equal rights, the town house,
the church where the word of God shall be preached
to satisfy the dictates of the consciences of those who
desire to hear it, the nation will be redeemed. He
(General Butler) observed some persons smiling at his
last remark, and repeated it, and declared that it was
the Puritan idea not to impose their tenets on any-
body else, and to allow nobody to impose their tenets
npon them. In closing, General Butler alluded to the
Christian commission following our armies in the
late war, and claimed that it was a strictly Puritan
institution, and ended with the following sentiment:
" The Puritan idea, the motive power which is to
revolutionize the world."
After music by the band, the second regular toast was
given "to the Commonwealth of Massachusetts," and both Gov.
Claflin and Lieut -Gov. Tucker being absent, Hon. Oliver Warner,
Secretary of State, was called upon for a response, but had left
the tent, and the sentiment was passed over.
After the performance of the " Star Spangled Banner " by the
band, the next regular toast was given as follows : " Practical
education and the industrial arts; their seeds were sown in
America by tlie Pilgrims who had to labor or starve."
To respond to this, Dr. Geo. B. Loring, of Salem, was called
upon. He was received with applause, and responded in an
eloquent manner, wliich was loudly applauded by the auiience.
SPEECH OF DR. LORING.
Mr. President, and Ladies and Oentlemen :
I owe you all an apology for making an attempt to
speak at this time and on such an occasion. I sym-
pathize most warmly with the Secretary of the Com-
monwealth in his flight from this tent. He had been
notified, only on his entrance to this place, that he
was expected to respond to a sentiment, for which
every man should desire careful and ample prepara-
tion. It is not a mere impulse, a sudden inspiration,
that will enable any one, even the most devoted and
admiring citizen of Massachusetts, to set forth in
suitable phrase the high qualities and attainments
of this honored Commonwealth. Such a subject is
worthy of, and is entitled to, the most careful thought
and consideration. The apology of the Secretary is
my apology. I was not aware that I was expected
to say one word — strange as it may seem to some of
you — on this occasion, and I came here entirely
unprepared to reply taa sentiment which involves
the largest knowledge of the industry of our State as
developed in the days of our ancestors as well as our
OAvn. Bat I could not fail to respond in some form;
for I should be untrue to the blood which flows in
my veins, did I fail to appear at this time on Captain's
Hill, and to respond for the industry and enterprise
of my ancestors, and for the Puritan Commonwealth
which they founded. For I cannot forget, sir, that
the first contest which took place in the Pilgrim col-
ony, resulted in two lines of inheritance in this State
in which the gentleman opposite (Mr. Standish) and
myself have a personal interest, and which decided
for us our lineage. While he claims descent from
Myles Standish, I claim descent from John Alden,
from him who vanquished the great captain on the fair
and flowery field of love, and decided that the lovely
Priscilla should be my ancestor and not his. My
grandmother's name was Alathea Alden, — a Puritan
name in every respect, and an Old Colony name;
— if not, let any woman here bring forward one that
is, and let any man find one in his ancestry if he can.
And hence it is that I should be false to the blood
which flows in my veins, did I fail to respond to your
sentiment as best I may. And more than this. The
occupation which Myles Standish adopted after he
left his fields of conquest, has an especial claim upon
me. I understand that he was a Massachusetts far-
mer, an early representative of that industry which
lay at the foundation of our ancient prosperity, and
which is so important to us now. He was one of
those, who, having, in their hour of need, availed
themselves of the sandy store-houses of the Indians,
made an honest endeavor to cnltivate these hill-sides,
as their part ofthe important service required by anew
CO lony. The example they set was a good o]ie. The
pe ople who have followed it have clothed themselves
with honor and prosperity. And so as an American cit-
izen,! believe in Myles Standish and his Pilgrim asso-
ciates, who, having performed good service with their
swords, tnrned their attention to their own acres, and
fixed a system of agricnlture, and independent and
intelligent landholdinghere, which is the pride and the
peculiar prerogation of our people. Upon this founda-
tion they built the fabric of their education, — that
admirable co-mingling of polite bearing, moral cul-
ture, and practical development, which has become the
characteristic of their descendants. And what a
true and steady cnlture was theirs! At its yerj
foundation, they laid the Bible. We were told by
the distinguished and eloquent orator of the day,
that Myles Standish had three old Bibles and three
new muskets. He was indeed well armed for the
service of life. As he fought and as he toiled, on
whatever field he applied his powers, he cultivated
his religious nature, believing that without this man
builded all in vain. The inspiration of that inspired
volume went with himself and his sturdy companions
everywhere, and sustained and warmed them on their
path endowing fame. It was their daily companion.
And I turn often with supreme delight to that page
of an ancient Bible on which one of my ancestors has
recorded that he diligently perused its chapter more
than sixty times in thirty years. The impression
made by such familiarity upon the minds of onr
fathers is not yet lost upon us. They read but tew
lighter books. They had but few. They read no
newspapers. They had none. Perhaps the gentle-
man who preceded me, will consider that in this they
were fortunate. But, however this may be, it was on
religious culture that they built the entire structure
of their education, and advanced them to that devel-
opment of every branch of knowledge and industry
which has made this Commonwealth what it is. They
were indeed scholars who were engaged in this
early colonial work of education. They came from
the classical schools of England, and brought the
Bible and the classics with them. They knew well
what study is, and what education is; and Bradford
and Carver and Winslow and Brewster had been
graduated at the great colleges of England, and they
brought here their taste for letters which, thank
God, has not yet died out in our beloved Common-
wealth. They were scholars; and when they landed
on these shores, their first service was to establish
that kind of mental culture here, which has done more
to give Massachusetts her power in the nation, than
all her industrial arts, and all her achievements on
the field or in council. They were scholars; and
while their hearts warmed over their college, they
forgot not moreover the demands of jjopular educa-
tion, true ever to the thought that upon an educated
people alone can the foundations of a free republic
securely rest. And this is indeed the secret of their
power. I honor these pilgrims of Plymouth for
their sturdy thought, their intellectual culture, and
their liberal sentiments. They believed in and de-
manded religious toleration. And they left it for the
other line of my ancestors — who, I think, have done
their part to make Essex County illustrious — to
exercise another kind of religious fervor, and to send
Roger Williams to Rhode Island, and the dissent-
ing Browns back to England, because their religious
views were intolerable, while they themselves held
their hands open at all times for all faiths and all
religions. It was religious fervor which gave Ply-
mouth an existence, — it was religious tolerance
which gave her an immortality.
It is not surprising that the planting of Plymouth
on such a foundation of education, religion, tolera-
tion, and practical wisdom should outshine all similar
events in history. It is not surprising that Plymouth
and her institutions should have outlived all similar
cotemporaneous events, and have produced an im-
perishable influence in the history of the country.
While Jamestown has decayed, and the places which
knew its founders know their race no more; while
the systems of the Dutch settlers of 'New York,
against whom Myles Standish carried on his first
conflict, and who, the historian Graham says, were
unable to cope with the stern qualities developed by
the trials at Plymouth, have faded away before the
all-conquering institutions of the Pilgrim; while the
empire of Lord Baltimore has vanished, and the
social and civil system which John Locke planted in
the Carolinas has disappeared, — the power of the
separatist, of the single-hearted and liberal-minded
men of Plymouth, who founded here a common-
wealth, upheld bj a great faith, and led by a great
Captain, has gone on conquering and to conquer.
And this was their practical work, in which they felt
that in all their conflicts with evil, and their contests
with ignorance, it was the duty of those who founded
a State to develop alike its material prosperity, and
to cultivate the mind and heart and Conscience of the
people. And this is the Massachusetts of to-day.
In granting, as you have, to the great Captain who
lies buried beneath this sod, the practical power of
establishing the sovereignty of the Commonwealth,
and the practical intelligence of a cultivator of these
acres, and a valuable servant of the colony, you have
set forth what a true citizen was in the olden time,
and what the best of the citizens of Massachusetts
are in our day. I think we all believe in the law of
life adopted by Myles Standish, — a separatist faith,
a hard, industrious, prosperous, and productive life,
and in so much of the military arm as will render it
impossible for any man to conceive that he can defy
the State with impunity. He was as good a citizen
as he was captain; and I agree with the orator of the
morning, therefore, that he has left behind him an
example of cultivated military genius, and of useful-
ness to the Commonwealth, worthy of all imitation;
and I am sure he would have prided himself as much
upon his citizenship, as upon the zeal with which he
slew the hostile Indians roaming those primeval
forests. I see him now, with the honors of his
military service won on the great battle-fields of
Europe, a simjDle citizen in this colony, performing
on this shore his daily toil, a warrior to-day, a farmer
to-morrow, and ever ready to serve his people in any
capacity, a pillar of the church and the State alike,
an example for the brave and true in all time. I give
you therefore, in closing: The first great civil
chieftain of the country, — may the lesson which he
taught guide our leaders in all time to come.
Applause followed Dr. Loring's speech.
The President then said, " The next toast is, ' Captain's Hill ;
it speaks today in all its pride,' and I have the honor of intro-
ducing to you Mr. Justin Winsor, a citizen of Duxbury formerly,
and now at the head of the Boston Public Library."
To this Mr. Winsor responded thus: —
A tumult of scorn swept wild through the skies,
Till the echoes were crazed with the taunting replies,
And the valleys looked up witli a mute surpi'ise.
It swelled from the Jungfrau's icy steep,
From Jura's wall of stupendous sweep,
From Pilate mirrored in Geneva's deep ; —
From where along the Grampian verge
Ben Lomond saw the sea emerge ;
Where Snowdon weltered in vapory surge.
'T was heard amid our Northern folk.
When Katahdin to Chocorua broke.
And Greylock all his echoes woke.
Where Lookout stands, a host beside,
Bore oil' the tumult far and wide,
Till remotest Shasta met the tide.
And thus commingled scoff and mock
Of forest peak and scarred rock
In one reverberating shock.
Down on a sandy shore there lay
The guileless cause of this riotous fray, —
Our Captain's Hill, — it speaks to-day !
Had the clouds vouchsafed to its summit bare
A vapory cap, 't were then and there
Its scorn had flung it high in air.
Sturdy and true as its hero's soul,
It heard the bantering echoes roll,
And burst in its pride beyond control : —
" There are solider ribs than mine, I know,
And crowns compact of eternal snow,
But where has story a surpassing glow?
" The rugged scarps of the Switzer's land
For monuments of Freedom stand.
But this, around, is the Mayflower's strand !
" All time shall know how by yonder head.
Whose sand-hills loom over the briny bed,
The Bible was kissed and tlie compact said : —
' Most fateful day which the world e'er saw !
When that scroll was signed with nameless awe
Of the stern omnipotence of law !
" And then, Ben Lomond, with thy lore,
I '11 match thee on this storied shore
In tales to laugh at or weep o'er.
" Here at my feet the waves outspread
To where with more than an army's tread
The Pilgrims' struggling band was led.
" And they were weak, as I am small ;
But death at its terriblest cannot appal,
If the ranks close up as the weaker fall.
'* If Fate claimetT half the Insatiate Throne,
Could spare enough for the world to own,
In heart and soul and sinew and bone.
" Mark yonder hero in his leathern hose !
There were times in Flanders, Spanish foes
Skipped as his warring fury rose.
" And yonder stripling, lithe and tall!
Who does not know ? aye, each and all
Priscilla's 'Prithee,' to her willing thrall.
" My captain, you'll believe me, friends.
As he drummed his hilt with his flnger ends,
Outflanked for once, then vowed amends.
" Proud Lookout, too, what fame thou know'st,
"When Hooker scaled with cloudy host, —
I glory in your martial boast.
" But didn't my army, six souls strong,
With doughty Myles, put down the wrong,
Maintain the right, and keep it long?
" And thou, hoar Shasta of the west !
Thou scann'st afar the miners' quest ;
Know'st not this land is with fruitage blest?
" We 've shades as classic as the Cam's ;
We 've brawn to buffet life's hard jams ;
And what is more — we 've Duxbury clams.
" And over the Thump Caps the pinksteru knows
The cod will bite if my gulley shows
Straight in the range of the Gurnet's Nose.
" And now, ye summits lost in cloud !
I'm little, monarchs, but I'm proud;
To God alone, my Captain bowed."
And so it spoke, as it speaks to-day.
And felt the better for having its sa}^
And so may we all feel, now and for aye.
The next rcfjular toast was : —
"Rose Standish, the tvpe of womanly sacrifice: her mantle
has fallen on American women."
To this, Rev. E, E. Hale responded as follows : —
EESPONSE OF UEV. E. E. HALE.
It is certainly quite time, Mr. President, and ladies
and gentlemen,- that something should be said about
Rose Standish and the women who came with her.
Rose Standish is a little forgotten when we talk of
Priscilla Mullens, or whatever her name may be.
(Laughter.) The truth is, the women who came out
in the Mayflower solved the problem of emigration.
I give that fact to the lady editors, who do not seem
to me to make as much use of it as I think they would
be Avise to do. The effort to settle ]^orth America
to the northward of the Gulf of Mexico had been
made again and again, and yet again and again, and
yet again and again, for a century, and had failed.
The Huguenots had made it and had failed; the
Spaniards had made it and had failed; the French
had made it in Canada, they had made it again in
Carolina, and they had failed; Gosnold had made
it and had failed; the runagates that came out with
Popham had made it and had failed; the people who
settled at Jamestown had made it and, as we think,
they had failed. As my distinguished friend in front
of me said in my hearing, they failed till the day
came when the cavalier found out that the Puritan
was his master; until that great moment, even James-
town was a failure. The f\iilure was steady, sir, from
1492 till 1620; the attempt to colonize the I^orth
American continent, north of Florida, was a failure ;
and why? It was a failure because always, — when
Halph Lane came over, when the Huguenots came
over, when John Smith came over, when Grosnold
came over, the men came over alone. With the first
winter they were inevitably disappointed, and in the
next spring they returned to England. Kalph Lane
returned to England and his men ; Popham and his
men returned to England. Gosnold returned to
England with his men the very year they came.
And why did they return to England? They re-
turned to England because they had not brought their
homes with them; because their Kose Standishes
stayed at home, while our Kose Standish came here,
though she came here to die. It was the women of
Plymouth who made the colony of Plymouth the first
permanent colony. Rose Standish and the lovely
women who came with her (we know they were
lovely, because we know their descendants) stand for
the success of Protestant colonization. Protestant
colonization depends upon the transfer of homes. It
is in the transfer of homes that emigration and col-
onization have succeeded in America. It is only in
the transfer of homes that it succeeds, and when my
excellent friends who are in charge of the woman's
rights movement learn that deeper than constitutions,
stronger than churches, more powerful than schools
in civilization are the homes of a nation, they will
have learned what it seems to me they do not know
to-day (applause), and they will have learned the
greatest secret of the church government and of the
state government of the world. (Applause.)
Myles Staiidish stands for this, sir; he stands for
what is not always understood, the cathoHcity, the
toleration, the generosity of this company of Pil-
grims. We hear a great deal about their bigotry.
They were men of strong will; they were men who
meant to have the right to go forward, they were men,
as has been rightly said, who believed in God, and
meant to keep their powder dry. yevy certainly,
they meant to have the world go forward in a par-
ticular way, and to that way they consecrated their
lives. It is convenient, thei'efore, for those persons
upon whose toes they trod to say they were a narrow,
bigoted, self-satisfied set of men. The truth is, this
little body of Pilgrims, who settled here in the region
around this hill, embraced much more than the church
which had been formed in England, was then trans-
ferred to Leyden, and then removed here. It em-
braced such come-outers as Mj'les Standish. It took
in men that did not belong to that church. It took
them in with the toleration, with the generosity, with
the catholicity which belonged to the character and
ought to belong to the church of the new-born peo-
ple. It is on this catholicity, this generosity to all
comers, that the American republic was founded;
it is on the same generosity that its prosperity de-
pends to-day. And when you hear one schemer or
another talk of leaving out in the cold the men of this
lineage or that, of this creed or that, when you hear
them talk of America's standing by itself, saying to
the rest of the world, " hands oflp," or " stand back,"
you hear people talk who do not know anything of
the principles of Plymouth Kock, or of the founda-
tion that here was laid.
Myles Standish, himself not a member of their
church company, represents that principle of tolera-
tion in American history.
It is to this tolerance, indeed, exhibited among
their successors, that I owe the pleasure of being*
present to-day. I am in the midst, say, in round
numbers, of 562 descendants of the Pilgrims, myself
being the only one among them in whose veins there
runs not a drop of Pilgrim blood. (Laughter.) In
the last Pilgrim celebration that I attended, on the
225th anniversary of the landing at Plymouth Rock,
I chanced to be in the society of a venerable matron
who had well informed herself in the history of this
matter, and I ventured to say that my only plea for
Pilgrim ancestry was based on my hope that it would
prove that my venerated ancestor, Madam Pepper,
belonged to a Pilgrim family. It is to the blood of
that lady that I owe the coolness of disposition which
has served me well in trying exigencies. I said I
knew she was not in the Mayflower, but I hoped it
might yet prove she was in the Fortune, or in the Ann.
But I found jesting on this subject dangerous. With
a look of perfect iciness she asserted that could
not be; that no Pepper ever came over in the Ann,
the Fortune, or the Mayflower It is dangerous jok-
ing on such subjects here, sir. They all have their
genealogy, — not in the first pages of their Bibles ;
no, — they have it in their heads. They all of them
know from whom they descended; and all the per-
sons around here would say as my friend said, that
they knew there was no person named Pej^per in either
the Ann, the Fortune, or the Mayflower. Since then,
I know that I have no right to stand on Pilgrim Kock
or Captain's Hill, except on this broad catholicity of
the Pilgrim forefathers. Why, you are not in the
same boat with me, Mr. President. Your venerated
and distinguished relative has made immortal for us
the faces of the Pilgrims upon the canvas in the hall
yonder. He has shown us the pensive beauty of
Rose Standish. He has shown us the manliness of
her husband. He has shown us Bradford and the
rest of them, in their manner, as they were, and I am
sure there is not one of us here but who, looking
back upon them in fancy, is guided by the genius of
a Sargent in his reproduction of the scene. What is
more, there is not one of our friends here but, as I
have been speaking, has rehearsed the number of
these ladies from whom they themselves descended.
We are seven generations from those people. Each
of us has two parents, four grandparents, and eight
great-grandparents; and by an easy calculation you
will see that in the seven generations past, one may
have one hundred and twenty-eight great, great,
great, etc., grandfathers and grandmothers in the
Mayflower, only that, unfortunately, there were but
one hundred and one persons there. . My charming
friend at my side is descended from them all, — she
unites all their graces and virtues. My distinguished
friend opposite, the treasurer of the Commonwealth
as long as the Commonwealth could command his
services, is descended from thirty-eight; the lady on
yonr left from sixty-seven; your friend in line with
her, from twenty-three. I am, alas, descended from
not one! Yet, sir, I have no doubt that my ances-
tors did their best. (Laughter.) I am not well ac-
quainted with them. They were not a class of
people who left their record behind them. They
were, I do not doubt, brave men, pure women; but
they were not received on board the Mayflower.
Since I have sat here, I have pictured to myself their
manly procession, their womanly beauty, as they
waited on the pier at Plymouth, in southwestern
England, for the day when the Mayflower should be
sighted at the signal-station, and when she should
come up the bay. She leaves Delft-haven ; she passes
the dangers of the English Channel and comes to
Old Plymouth, the farthest port in southwestern
England. " Methinks I see her now, the Mayflower
of a forlorn hope, freighted with the prospects of a
distant State, and bound across the unknown sea."
She comes up Plymouth Bay; one hundred and
twenty-eight of my ancestors, sir, — sixty-four men
and sixty-four women, — are waiting upon the pier,
with their passage-tickets in their hands, requesting
to be received on board; and at the gangway, with
military precision, there stands the sentinel. It is
Myles Standish, — afterwards to be the hero of the
little company. He looks upon their faces; he sees
what may come from them to the old colony in its
time ; but he looks back upon the hampered vessel,
and to the oldest of my ancestors of that day, sir, he
says : " You are a handsome man, but you can't come
in." (Laughter and applause.) It is only to that
great misfortune of that hour, sir, that I owe the
disgraceful position which 1 hold before you now.
(Renewed laughter.) I am not acquainted with the
facts, I say; I am obliged to draw upon my imagi-
nation; and my political friends know that when you
have no facts in the blue-books, your imagination is
an excellent substitute. I am obliged to draw on
my imagination for my facts; but I believe in that
sad hour, when they saw the Mayflower leave the
shores of Plymouth in England to come across the
waters here and establish the 'New Plymouth, those
men and women devoted themselves to American
colonization; and so soon as they heard that Win-
throp, Dudley, and the rest, were on the way, those
sixty-four gallant men and sixty-four gallant women,
possessed with the impression of the beauty of Rose
Standish upon the deck, and the manliness of Myles
Standish as he stood beside her, consecrated them-
selves to the determination that they would follow
the founders of the little State. They remained only
ten years in England, and devoted those years to
doing what they could to establish the lesser colony
of the Bay.
THE PILGRIM MOTHERS.
BY S F. STREETEK.
The Pilgrim Mothers ! whei-e are they ?
Their frames are dust, their souls iu heaven;
Yet shall their memory pass away,
Nor praise to their good deeds be given ?
" Teach infant lips to sing their name,
(Ten thousand ready tongues reply;)
And give their noble acts to fame ;
Tho' now in silent dust they lie ! "
They severed fond affection's chain,
And looked and listened o'er and o'er,
On forms they might not see again,
To voices they might hear no more ;
Then, tore their bleeding hearts away.
From peaceful homes beyond the sea;
Where they had passed their childliood's day,
Yet where the spirit was not free.
No Home for them — that magic word.
Which, fraught with love, and joy, and rest,
Whenever and wherever heard,
Unseals pure fountains in the breast ;
No home for them — for far away
The dwellings of their kindred stood ;
Beyond the swellings ocean's play,
Far from their forest solitude.
They sought a strange and wintry shore,
Yet love burned brightly in their breast ;
They shrank not when the mourners bore
The weary spirits to their rest ;
And oft, when from a savage tongue,
Pealed wildly forth the battle cry.
They to their trusting children clung,
A nd calmly gave themselves to die.
man, boast not of thy lion-heart !
Tell not of proud, heroic deed !
Have we not seen thy vaunted art
Fail in the deepest hour of need?
But, woman's courage ! 't is more deep,
More strong than heart of man can feel —
To save her little ones that sleep,
She bares her bosom to the steel.
Daughters of them who, long ago.
Dared the darlc storm, and angry sea,
And walked the desert way of woe.
And pain, and trouble, to be free!
Oh, be like them ! like them endure !
And bow beneath affliction's rod ;
Like them be humble, mild and pure —
In joy and sorrow look to God.
The next toast was, " The first and the last Surveyors of the
Cape — The last has enabled us to pay our tribute to-day to the
It was responded to by Hon. Josiah Quincy, who in a
pleasant and facetious address deprecated the growing custom
of speech-making, urging as his reason for this action that they
could not find any record of the Pilgrims' public speaking.
The next sentiment was : —
"Roger Williams, the companion of the pilsfrims, the
apostle of soul-liberty."
This was responded to as follows by the Rev. Dr. Caswell,
president of Brown University :
As a descendant of the pilgrims, I am here to-day
to honor those noble pioneers of Christianity and civ-
ilization on these shores. But, Mr. President, I came
to hear, and not at all to speak. I came to look in
reverence upon the spot, which is this day consecrated
to the memory of " Captain Myles Standish," the able
and dauntless military leader of that little band of
But why do we honor the Pilgrims? For theii*
heroic virtues, their unflinching devotion to truth and
duty, their never-faiUng and sublime trust in God.
The world has seen but few examples of Christian
faith and endurance so illustrious as theirs. Amid
sickness and sufferings and dangers that might well
appal ordinary men and women, and drive them to
despair, they remained steadfast and unmoved in their
confidence, — " Strong in the Lord, and in the power
of his might." This, it seems to me, was their great
distinction from other men and other women. In this
they hold a proud preeminence. But what can be
said in praise of them that has not been said a hun-
dred times already? Suffice it to say, that their prin-
ciples and their example formed the basis of 'New-
England character. They sowed the precious seed,
which, in all parts of the land, has borne fruits an
hundred- fold to the honor of piety, and justice, and
patriotism. It is hardly too much to say that their
principles, propagated in their descendants and
through them, permeating and moulding public opin-
ion, have, at length, after more than a century of con-
flict, made us a nation of freemen, in which there
breathes not a single slave.
But, Mr. President, the sentiment which you have
given me calls upon me to speak of Roger Williams.
"We honor his memory in Rhode Island. And I am
glad to know that the time is long past since his
name was held in dishonor in Massachusetts. With
the Plymouth brethren, Williams always maintained the
most friendly relations. To some of the leading men
in the Massachusetts Bay, he was warmly attached.
In his bitter exile he takes evident pleasure in speak-
ing of Governor Winthrop as his " loving friend."
Roger Williams was a statesman as well as a Chris-
tian. He saw, probably, more clearly than any man
of his times, — and what comparatively few men saw
at all, — the necessity of an entire and absolute sep-
aration between church and state. He maintained
that in all matters of religious concernment, the con-
science must be free, — there must be, what he called,
" soul-liberty." Every man must be left free to wor-
ship God according to the dictates of his own con-
science. The civil magistrate must exercise no con-
trol and impose no restraint. This was the distinc-
tive feature of his polity with regard to church and
state. 'J''his, also, was perhaps the chief heresy which
made him obnoxious to the rulers of the Massachusetts
Bay, and led to his banishment. That event of
unhappy memory occurred nearly two hundred and
fifty years ago. The ideas of civil and religious lib-
erty, thank God, have made great progress since that
time. "Who now, in this broad land, stands up to con-
test with Roger Williams that great principle of relig-
ious liberty, which he was the first to promulgate?
Among Protestants, we may answer, not one. We
here, on this consecrated ground, honor his memory.
The nation honors it. The friends of religious liberty
in all lands honor it. By common consent, the name
of Roger Williams stands to-day among the illustri-
ous names of history.
As a matter of tardy justice to the memory of her
distinguished founder, the State of Rhode Island has
recently placed an imposing marble statue of him in
the national capitol. It is purely ideal, as no authen-
tic portrait of him is known to exist. But it finely
symbolizes the character of the man, — the humility
and benevolence of the Christian, the self-reliance and
firmness of the pioneer, the dignity and wisdom of
As yet, no commemorative monument honors him
in the city which he founded. We hope the reproach
of ingratitude will not long rest upon those who have
so largely entered into his labors and who aro so
justly proud of their inheritance. It is to be hoped
that your good example of to-day may act as a salu-
tary incentive to us.
The next sentiment was : " The Seeds of Civil and Relig-
ious Liberty, — planted on our sterile soil by our Pilgrim Fathers,
they have brought forth a harvest in which all Christian sects
find an inheritance." Rev. Dr. A. A. Miner made an eloquent
SPEECH OF DR. MINER.
Mr. President, and Ladies and Oentlemen :
It is but little I have to say, on so short a notice;
and at this late hour, brief is the time it would be
proper for me to employ. It is not without misgiv-
ings I rise at all to respond to the sentiment you have
read, as my faith has considerably overflowed the
Puritan boundaries. This misgiving was not a little
increased by a jocose remark of the gentleman (Mr.
Quincy) who has just addressed yon, and who may
be supi^osed to be authority in such matters. Kiding
up Captain's Hill this morning, he said to me and my
venerable friend Dr. l!^eale, who sits before me, that
he did not see what business either of us had here.
But as Dr. ISTeale has managed somehow to come in,
and as his shoulders are broader than mine, I have
followed in his wake. His " Communion," though
" close," embraces me, and mine embraces everybody.
It may be that this is the door through which the gen-
tleman himself (Mr. Quincy) has entered.
I have, however, one or two things to say for my-
self. In the first place, I am a descendant of Captain
Myles Standish. It is true, I am compelled to rest
this claim on somewhat peculiar grounds. George
Macdonald, one of the most popular authors, perhaps,
at present, among the literary men of Scotland, in one
of the most exquisite little poems known to our lan-
guage, gives the lineage of an infant in the following
unique and succinct style: —
" Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the everywhere, into here "
!N^ow, as I have the authority of uncorrupted tradi-
dion, strengthened by a proximate memory, that I
started life an infant, I too may claim to have come
from " out of the everywhere into here," and so to
have descended in a right line from Myles Standish.
In the second place, though a heretic, judged from
the Puritan stand-point, I am a legitimate successor
of the Puritans, as regards their claims of personal
right to worship God and interpret his _ word accord-
ing to the dictates of their own consciences. It is
true, " they builded better than they knew." What
they claimed for themselves, but had not, learned to
concede to others, has come to be embodied in institu-
tions. Their private prerogative has come to be rec-
ognized as a public principle, and men now seek to
draw near to God in the light of the best they know of
him. Thus do the principles of righteousness come
to be embodied in the understanding and the heart.
If the business of the church were to ticket us for
the kingdom of heaven as we were ticketed for Dux-
bury this morning, the Roman Catholic church could
do the work quite as well, perhaps, as any other.
But if the business of the church is to fortify the
human soul with the principles of justice, integrity,
humility, and trustful patience, and to temper and
kindle it by the sovereign power of divine love ; and
if this bringing of a soul into communion with God
and making it a law unto itself, is saving it, then
the church that best does this, that brings God near-
est, that most magnifies his love, that knits the
human soul most strongly to him and most controls
it by that love which is the " fulfilling of the law,"
is the best. Thus judged, the Romish church holds
a low place; and Romnnism, though under Protest-
ant names, is little better. Now, Puritanism, for
itself, stands on the right of individual judgment ;
and we, for ourselves, Puritanism consenting or
resisting, stand on the same right, — the right to be
a heretic, — the right to show that man's heresy is
God's orthodoxy. This private right has become
pubhc law, and the harvest from Puritan seed has
become the common inheritance of the church.
One thing furtlier. We are professedly honoring
the Puritans and their church fidelity. Honor higher
than can be embodied in words, would be bestowed
by imitating what was noblest in their church life, —
fidelity to the best they knew. Churches may put
on all the external appearances of thrift and religious
zeal, and at the same time remain utterly worldly,
fashionable, and self-seeking. I yield to no man in
my respect for a truly Christian church. But those
churches which take a bottle in one hand and a ballot
in the other, and deposit the latter to perpetuate the
dominion of the former, present very doubtful claims
to any man's respect. For myself, I prefer to be
voted out of such a church to being voted into it;
and if I must go to heaven with its ticket of indorse-
ment pinned to my garments, I would ask some
heretic to cover it with a patch of simple unhypocrit-
ical worldliness, that divine grace might not be put
to any unnecessary strain in receiving me. Not
until we can rise, under our measure of light, to the
grand fidelity of the Puritans under theirs, shall we
truly honor them; and not until we vote as we think,
and live and act as we vote, will God be honored
and man be blest.
The next regular toast was then announced as follows: "The
Pilgrim Colonies, — their records have the simple poetry of
mythology and the philosophic truth of history."
To this toast Dr. ShurtlefF responded. His remarks were
full of beauty and historic interest.
REMARKS OF DR. SHURTLEFF.
Mr. President: —
Coming here at this time out of respect to the
Pilgrim forefathers of Duxbury and their worthy-
descendants, it would certainly be much more agree-
able to me to be a silent listener to the pleasant
words of others, than to consume any of the time of
this interesting occasion by being a speaker. But
having a good share of Pilgrim blood coursing
through my veins, perhaps as much as any one pres-
ent, it would seem wrong, after receiving your kind
invitation, to let my aversion to public speaking pre-
vent my responding to what you have just proposed.
What you, sir, have just now said about the records
of the Pilgrim colonies is perfectly correct. They
possess all that you have attributed to them, and
even more: But it is of very little consequence on
this occasion what the words of a toast are, for the
sentiments that pervade all of us to-day cannot be
otherwise than concerning the Pilgrim forefathers of
New England. We who esteem ourselves happy in
being descended from these Avorthies, always rejoice
in an oi:)portunity to pay deserved tribute to their
memories by rehearsing their virtues and estimable
characteristics. We consider it our boiinden duty to
communicate to our children and successors those
things worthy of remembrance which we have learned
from our fathers. !N^ow, sir, with what you and
others gathered together around this hospitable board
have so well said, nothing of this has been neglected ;
nor have the mighty deeds of valor that were per-
formed of old by our venerated ancestors been for-
gotten. How could we on an occasion with such
interesting purposes as this in view, forget these
worthy people? "We are now on their own ground,
and in sight of the scenes of their early endeavors.
The places which they once trod, and where they
d-^elt and labored, are before and around us. Every
object that meets our view reminds us of what has
transpired in the past, and of the historic characters
who have achieved so much for their posterity.
The special object of this present gathering on
Captain's Hill — the consecration of the ground on
which we hope soon to see reared an enduring mon-
ument to the Pilgrims' captain — cainiot but awaken
within us many memories of the past which must
necessarily rencAV associations of the most pleasant
character, and carry us back to the ancient days
when the Pilgrim worthies were here in the flesh, as
they undoubtedly now are in the spirit. In the selec-
tion of a site for the memorial, you have been singu-
larly fortunate. It is most prominently situated, and
is discernible from all the Pilgrim surroundings, and
moreover, was early set apart for the use of the brave
captain by his grateful contemporaries. Standing on
it, as we now do, we recognize the appropriateness
of the place. From its lofty eminence, hallowed
by the remembrance of the valiant Captain and vene-
rated Elder, scenes of the greatest interest open to
our view. At our feet Ave can distinctly trace the
vestiges of these fathers and of their humble abodes.
We can drink to-day from their never-failing springs
of living water, and partake of jDroducts raised in
their own fertile fields. At no great distance from
the shores that nearly surround this delightful penin-
sula, we can distinguish the very place where, just
within view of the promised land, rode the renowned
May Flower and its little colony of self-exiled pil-
grims. Very near can be seen the delightful island
which first gave rest and safety and comfort to these
weary people, and where, under the shelter of the
hospitable rock that even now marks the sacred spot,
they passed their first Christian Sabbath in ^ew
England. From this, your chosen site, can be seen
all the noted landmarks of the Pilgrim history.
"While we survey these ancient scenes and former
abodes of the Pilgrim fathers, we should consider our-
selves exceedingly fortunate and happy that so much
knowledge of what concerned them has been pre-
served on written and printed pages, and that rem-
iniscences have also been transmitted to us by truthful
tradition, most sacredly passed down from generation
to jreneration of the descendants of the first comers.
But when I say "truthful traditions," Mr. President,
I do not mean to class with them any foolish and
vague impossibilities, that neither heighten, in our
estimation, those whose memory we should revere,
nor give us ideas of what did not take place. His-
tory and Ideality can keep closely together, and
strengthen and beautify each other; but Truth should
be their handmaid and ever-present companion. The
positive historian must, and always will, doubt tradi-
tionary lore, because, in it error frequently supplants
and eradicates truth, diverts reality from its direct
course, and very sadly perverts history.
However truthful record has been respecting the
history of our pilgrim ancestry, tradition has been
greatly at fault. Truth and propriety have been set
aside, and error and frivolity have prevailed. But,
fortunately, the written and printed records speak
louder and stronger than wide-mouthed tradition, and
all is safe. In the laudable contention of claiming for
ancestors the honor of being the first to place foot
upon the Plymouth rock, tradition has most signally
failed. Both sexes have set up pretensions to this
distinction, and some of the most excellent of the May
Flower passengers have to be set aside because, hav-
ing other engagements aboard ship, they did not hap-
pen to be of the first boatrload that reached the shore
at the water-side of their new-found haven of rest in
The first three marriages in the colony were of
persons all of whom were passengers of the May-
flower: Edward Winslow married widow Susanna
"White; John Rowland married Elizabeth Tilley, and
John Alden married Priscilla Mullens. These mar-
riages took place when all the colonists dwelt on the
two sides of Leyden Street, between Burying Hill and
the water side in Plymouth, and sometime before
Edward Winslow brought over the three heifers and
one bull, — the first neat cattle in the colony, — in the
Ann, in March, 1624. Therefore, the tradition that
Howland married a daughter of Governor Carver is
not true ; nor would Alden have required any animal
for his newly-married wife to ride a few rods, especi-
ally when there were none in the colony larger than a
good-sized dog, or goat, or respectable pig.
The redoubtable actions of the brave Standish, the
excellencies of Alden, South worth, Brewster, Collier,
and innumerable other worthies, we can all believe,
because they are matters of record, and we notice
them daily exemplified by their posterity. Let us
continue to emulate these examples of excellence and
worth; and as the Standish memorial shall rise, stone
upon stone, let our determination be strengthened to
be guided by instructions which they left for our
Far away, sir, in the old borough of Boston, in
Lincolnshire, which furnished so many good colonists
for our Boston, there stands a noble old church-edi-
fice known as St. Botolph's, with an extraordinai-ily
tall tower. There formerly worshipped many saintly
persons whose lives terminated in ^ew England.
It is said of the estimable John Cotton, of Boston,
that while he was vicar of St. Botolph's, he kept dur-
ing dark nights a light upon that tower to guide the
wayfarers over the bogs and moors and fens of Lin-
colnshire; and it is likewise said thai when Cotton
came to 'New England the light of St. Botolph's went
out. Be this as it may, certainly a new light was
transferred to America which served here as a most
brilliant luminary. May we not hope that our memo-
rial may tower up on high like old St. Botolph's, and
serve not only as a safe guide to the weary mariner
and wayfarer, but also be a landmark, from whose
lofty top shall be pointed out the foot-paths of our
fathers, and, recalling the remembrance of the past,
excite to the best endeavors the sons and daughters
of the Pilgrim stock.
The exercises were concluded by " Auld Lang Syne " by the
Owing to the extreme uncertainty of the railroad being finished
in season to transport the guests, the committee, with much
regret, were obliged to withhold many invitations till the last
moment, which rendered it impossible for some of the distin-
guished invited guests to be present. Many letters of sympathy
with the cause were received, but with regrets that intervening
engagements would prevent their presence on the occasion. Lord
Parker was present on the grounds during the day, remaining
till the exercises were over, and showing much interest, but
carefully avoided being called out. Lord Walter Campbell sent
his regrets, as did many distinguished citizens who would, if
possible, have been present. Extracts from the following letters
show the great interest in the Memorial to Standish, and the
press of the country have universally and strongly favored this
tribute to the memory of the old hero. The generals and other
officers of the army, as well as the privates of the G-rand Army
of the Republic, all approve of erecting a monument to the
memory of the first commissioned officer of the United States,
and some of the best soldiers, as well as many distinguished
civilians, are already members of the Association. The expenses
of the festival were borne by the citizens of Duxbury, who,
are deserving of much credit for their perseverance and energy
in trying to make so large an audience comfortable under such
disadvantageous circumstances, and without any expense to the
Five acres of land for the monument has been donated by
the owner of the Standish farm, at the request of the Standish
heirs, and ten acres more of adjoining land has been placed by
him in the hands of the treasurer of the Association, to be by
them assessed and sold for betterments, if, in the opinion of the
directors, the erection of the monument shall in any manner
benefit pecuniarily the balance of the Standish farm, — if not,
the same is to be re-deeded to hitn.
To George Bradford, Thomas Chandler, and Charles H.
Chandler, Selectmen, and other town officers and citizens of Dux-
bury, the Association is much obligated for contributions and
assistance, in entertaining the guests, as well as for their uni-
versally expressed sympathy for the memory of Myles Standish.
From the President of the United States.
" I am heartily with your Association, in sympathy with any
moYcment to honor one who was as prominent in the earl}' history
of our country as Myles Standish ; but my engagements are such
that I regret I am unable to promise to be present at the dedica-
tion in August.
" With many thanks for your kindness in sending me the invita-
tion, I am respectfully yours,
U. S. Grant."
General Sherman writes : " Of course the proposit(m to erect
a monument in sight of Massachusetts Bay, to that stanch old
soldier, Miles Standish, meiets m}' hearty approbation, and I should
be most happy to assist.
"But I have been away so much that I ought to stay at home,"
From General Sheridan.
" I do not know that my engagements will permit of my being
present at the time mentioned, but will do so if I can.
*■' In any event, allow me to assure you of my admiration and re-
spect for the services and sturdy character of the man, and my
heartj' approval of the oliject of your A&sociation."
P. H. Sheridan.
"1 beg to say that I heartily approve of your intention to erect
a Memorial to Captain Standish, and I think there is no more
fitting spot than the one you have chosen for that purpose.
" I shall be glad to be with you if possible. Thanking you for
your courteous invitation,
" I remain, yours very truly,
" A. E. Bdrnside."
From General Hooker.
'' I regret to state that my engagements for the month of August
are such, as to render it impossible for me to join you on that
memorable occasion. It is unnecessary for me to say that I deeply
sympathize with the object of your meeting. I have been an ad-
mirer of the character of IMyles Standish from my boyhood up, and
would like to be identified with any body of gentlemen engaged in
commemorating his great virtues. To me, his civil and military
character towers far above his contemporaries, and they, if I mis-
take not (when history shall be truthfully written), will be made
to appear to be the most remarkable body of men that ever lived.
Viewed from our present standpoint, in my opinion, they are now
entitled to that judgment. It will be a graceful act on the part of
our friends, to erect a monument to his memory ; but it must not
be expected to add to his fame or immortalitj'. Industrj-, valor,
and integrity were regarded as the cardinal virtues of our foi-e-
fathers, and I hope they will never be held in less estimation by
their descendants. One of our gifted poets has happily named
' Plymouth Pock ' as the corner-stone of the nation. The super-
struction promises to be worthy of the foundation. With great
respect, I have the honor to-be your friend and serA^ant,
"J. Hooker, llajor-General."
" Unexpected engagements will deprive me of the pleasure of
accepting your kind invitation for the day. Frequent recurrence
to the forming period of national character distinguishes a wise
and patriotic people. The incident at Cape Anne in 1625, 'the
eager and peremptory demand ' of Standish, combined with the
'prudence and moderation' of Governor Conant, exhibit the
characteristics, the combination of energy and wisdom, of decision
and flrnmess, which again made the law a century and a half later
at Bunker Hill.
"The spirit of self-assertion and inclepend<ince in 1625, bred that
which paralyzed the English Council in 1671, and British arms in
1775; which repeated 'the 19th of April' in 1861, and thwarted
British greed in alliance with Southern Slavers'. The historical
connection is complete.
" Very respectfully, yours,
"J. Wing ATE Thornton."
From Ex-Governor Sprague, of Bhode Island.
" I fear my other engagements will deprive me of the pleasure of
mingling with those who meet to honor the sterling character of
our ancestor, and call up their deeds for the imitation of the actors
of this hour. Express to the Association my sense of the honor
done me by their invitation. Associations of men of the present
time, who honor men of the past for acts which have redounded to
the elevation of those who live subsequently, have the same, or
some of the same elements of character themselves, that they honor.
\Ve can tell by the public acts of the man, or of communities,
whether among them, or in the nation, the word of progress is For-
ward! whether there is a backusard tread. Men cannot stand still;
the highest perfection is, man progressing ; the lowest scale of
being is, man decaying.
" Very respectfully, yours,
" As a descendant of those who landed on the Plymouth Rock,
I feel a special interest in whatever relates to the brave soldier.
Captain Myles Standish, by whose sword the little colony was in
its infancy defended. I am withheld from attending the ceremony
which is to take place on the 17th, by various occupations which
take up all my leisure, and must content myself with expressing
my satisfaction that it was so fully shown by our late civil war,
that those who have inherited from the noble stock of the Pilgrim
fathers, the region once defended by his valor, inherit also the
courage and resolution which have made his name famous in onr
" I am. Sir, with great respect, your obedient servant,
W. C. Bryant."
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