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The Bridal Procession Frontispiece.

Miles Standish, The Puritan Captain Page 1

The Armour 3

The Library 5

Miles Standish Reading Cesar's Commentaries 7

Miles Standish And John Alden 11

The Lover's Errand 15

John Alden At The Door or The House Of Priscilla .... 17

Priscilla Singing 19

The English Village 21

John Alden Urging The Suit or Miles Standish 23

The May Flower Riding At Anchor 27

The Council 31

Miles Standish And His Troop 35

The Master Op The Ship 39 PAGE

The Sailing Of The May Flower 41

Priscilla And John Alden 43

Wattawamat And Standish 51

John Alden Holding The Skein Fob Priscilla 57

The Marriage 61

Daylight And Moonlight 79

The Golden Mile-stone 87

The Discoverer or The North Cape 97

Children 107

Sandalfhon 115


Clad in doublet and hose, and boots of Cordovan leather,
Strode, with a martial air, Miles 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 corslet 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

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

Flaked with patches of snow, as hedges sometimes in November.

Near him was seated John Alden, his friend, and household companion,

Writing with diligent speed at a table of pine by the window;

Fair-haired, azure-eyed, with delicate Saxon complexion,

Having the dew of his youth, and the beauty thereof, as the captives

Whom Saint Gregory saw, and exclaimed, "Not Angles but Angels."

Youngest of all was he of the men who came in the May Flower.

Suddenly breaking the silence, the diligent scribe interrupting, Spake, in the pride of his heart, Miles Standish the Captain of Plymouth.

"Look at these arms,'" lie said, " the warlike weapons that hang here

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