Standish of Standish Part 29
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About a week after Carver's funeral the new governor, now convalescent, received a visit from Edward Winslow, who sought him with the formal request that he as chief magistrate of the colony would perform the marriage ceremony between him and Susanna, widow of William White.
For the Separatists during their sojourn in Holland had accepted the creed of that nation of traders, and held with them that marriage is merely a civil contract, requiring a magistrate to secure the proper amount of goods to each party, and make sure that neither defrauded the other. As for the sacramental blessing of the Church, said the Dutchman and the Separatist, it costs money and bestows none, and priests are ever dangerous a.s.sociates, so we'll none of them or their craft.
Apart from this view of the matter however, the civil authority was the only one available in this case, since Pastor Robinson had been detained in Leyden with the rest of his flock, and Elder Brewster had no authority except to preach.
"It will be my first essay at such an office, Winslow, and I know not precisely how to go about it," replied Bradford smilingly when his friend had somewhat formally declared his errand.
"But you were yourself wed that way," replied the bridegroom impatiently. "For me, my first wife held to her early teaching in that particular, and would be married in a church and by a minister."
"Yes, I was wed by a magistrate in Amsterdam," replied Bradford reluctantly; "but the old Dutchman did so mumble and mouth his words that I gathered not the sense of half. Likely it is, however, Master Carver hath left some Manual for such occasion. He was warned or ever he left England that he was like to be our Governor for longer than the voyage."
"Doubtless, then, he had some such office-book. Shall I bid John Howland search for it?" asked Winslow.
"Nay, the widow hath already sent me a box of papers and some little books, which she said should be the governor's. I have not yet searched them, but I will do so before I sleep. What day have you set for your wedding, Winslow?"
"Why, we would not seem to fail in respect to our dear departed brother, and would leave a clear fortnight between his funeral and our wedding; so an' it please you we will set the marriage for Thursday of next week."
"And at what hour?"
"At even when all may rest from their labor it seemeth best. After supper we will be ready."
"Wilt come to me or I to thee?"
"The dame saith she would fain be wed in her new home. It is just finished to-day, and such gear as we have will be carried thither to-morrow."
"I mind me that Mistress White hath a fair cradle of her own," suggested Bradford dryly.
"Ay. Peregrine lieth in it now."
"May it never stand idle. I will come to thy new house then on Thursday of next week, after supper."
As Winslow departed, Desire Minter met him on the threshold, and with a hasty reverence asked,--
"Is the governor within, and can I see him?"
"Ay, la.s.s, he is within, and I know not why thou shouldst not see him.
Knock and enter."
And Bradford still languid from his late illness raised his head from the back of his chair with a patient smile as the knock was immediately followed by Desire's broad and comely face.
"Can your wors.h.i.+p grant me a few moments if it please your honor?"
"Nay, Desire, it needs not so much ceremony to speak to William Bradford. What wouldst thou?"
"Well, wors.h.i.+pful sir, 't is a little advice. Your honor sees that I am a poor lonely la.s.s, bereft now of even my cousin Carver's husband"--
"Nay, my girl, our late governor was more than 'even my cousin's husband.' Pay honor to him rather than to me."
"Ay, but he is dead and cannot help me, and thou art alive."
"'And better a live dog than a dead lion,'" murmured Bradford looking sorrowfully at the girl whose selfish cunning was not keen enough to disguise itself.
"Well?"
"Why, I fain would know your honor's judgment upon my marriage."
"Thou marry! And who is the man?"
"Why, there now is the question, sir? Captain Standish hath showed me that he fain would ask me to wife, did not Priscilla Molines woo him so desperately"--
"Peace, child! How dare one Christian woman speak thus of another!"
"But 't is so, your wors.h.i.+p; 't is so, indeed, and how can I gainsay it?" whimpered the girl. "She as good as asked him when we were sick together in the hospital, and she wrought upon her father to ask him, and what could he do between them, and still he would rather have had me to wife, and I would have not said him nay."
"Well, and what can I do about it?"
"Bid Priscilla give him up, your honor, and bid him speak out to me, and quickly, for else John Howland will have me to wife."
"Ah, and hath Howland also asked thee?"
"Yes, your honor, he asked me as the Mayflower was sailing out of the harbor, and I told my cousin Carver, and she says it will be an ease to her mind to leave me with so good a man to my husband, but for me I had rather have the Captain."
"And thou callest upon me to straighten this coil, and marry thee to whichever man will have thee, eh?"
"Yes, your honor."
"Thou 'rt a simple la.s.s, and knowst not half thou sayest. Go now, and I will send for thee in a day or two. But see thou keep a quiet tongue.
Say not one word so much as to the rushes, or thou shalt have no husband at all. Mind that!"
"Oh, I'll not speak, I'll not forget, trust me to do all your honor's bidding," cried the girl joyfully, and Bradford gazing at her in compa.s.sionate wonder rejoined,--
"Well, go now, and remember. Stay, send me one of the lads, no matter which. The first one thou seest."
And when Giles Hopkins presently appeared he sent him to crave the presence of Captain Standish when he should have finished his noon-meat.
The Captain came at once, and after a few friendly words the governor calmly inquired,--
"Dost wish to wed with Desire Minter, Myles?"
"Desire Minter! Has thy fever come back and turned thy brain, Bradford?"
"Nay, but wilt thou wed with her?"
"Not if there was no other woman upon earth. Dost catch my meaning, Will?"
"Ay, I fear me that I do."
"Fearest! Why, dost thou desire so monstrous a sacrifice to the common weal, as Winslow words it? If the wench must be wed there are men enow who are not of thy nearest friends, Bradford. And, besides, thou knowest I am to marry Priscilla Molines, and now I think on 't, 't is time to arrange it. I did but wait for the brig to be gone, but then the governor's death put all thought of marriage gear out of my head."
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