A PURITAN BOYHOOD : WANSTEAD CHURCH AND CHIGWELL SCHOOL
The mother of William Penn came from
Rotterdam, in Holland. She was the daughter of
John Jasper, a merchant of that city. The lively
Mr. Pepys, who met her in 1664, when William was twenty
years of age, describes her as a “fat, short,
old Dutchwoman,” and says that she was “mighty
homely.” He records a tattling neighbor’s
gossip that she was not a good housekeeper. He
credits her, however, with having more wit and discretion
than her husband, and liked her better as his acquaintance
with her progressed. That she was of a cheerful
disposition is evidenced by many passages of Pepys’s
Diary. That is all we know about her.
William’s father was an ambitious,
successful, and important person. He was twenty-two
years old, and already a captain in the navy, when
he married Margaret Jasper. The year after his
marriage he was made rear-admiral of Ireland; two
years after that, admiral of the Straits; in four
years more, vice-admiral of England; and the next year,
a “general of the sea” in the Dutch war.
This was in Cromwell’s time, when the naval
strength of England was being mightily increased.
A young man of energy and ability, acquainted with
the sea, was easily in the line of promotion.
The family was ancient and respectable.
Penn’s father, however, began life with little
money or education, and few social advantages.
Lord Clarendon observed of him that he “had
a great mind to appear better bred, and to speak like
a gentleman,” implying that he found some difficulty
in so doing. Clarendon said, also, that he “had
many good words which he used at adventure.”
The Penns lived on Tower Hill, in
the Parish of St. Catherine’s, in a court adjoining
London Wall. There they resided in “two
chambers, one above another,” and fared frugally.
There William was born on the 14th of October, 1644.
Marston Moor was fought in that year,
and all England was taking sides in the contention
between the Parliament and the king. The navy
was in sympathy with the Parliament; and the young
officer, though his personal inclinations were towards
the king, went with his associates. But in 1654
he appears to have lost faith in the Commonwealth.
Cromwell sent an expedition to seize the Spanish West
Indies. He put Penn in charge of the fleet, and
made Venables general of the army. The two commanders,
without conference one with the other, sent secret
word to Charles ii., then in exile on the Continent,
and offered him their ships and soldiers. This
transaction, though it seemed for the moment to be
of none effect, resulted years afterward in the erection
of the Colony of Pennsylvania. Charles declined
the offer; “he wished them to reserve their
affections for his Majesty till a more proper season
to discover them;” but he never forgot it.
It was the beginning of a friendship between the House
of Stuart and the family of Penn, which William Penn
inherited.
The expedition captured Jamaica, and
made it a British colony; but in its other undertakings
it failed miserably; and the admiral, on his return,
was dismissed from the navy and committed to the Tower.
About that same time, the admiral’s
young son, being then in the twelfth year of his age,
beheld a vision. His mother had removed with him
to the village of Wanstead, in Essex. Here, as
he was alone in his chamber, “he was suddenly
surprised with an inward comfort, and, as he thought,
an external glory in his room, which gave rise to
religious emotions, during which he had the strongest
conviction of the being of a God, and that the soul
of man was capable of enjoying communication with him.
He believed, also, that the seal of Divinity had been
put upon him at this moment, or that he had been awakened
or called upon to a holy life.”
While William Penn the elder had been
going from promotion to promotion, sailing the high
seas, and fighting battles with the enemies of England,
William Penn the younger had been living with all possible
quietness in the green country, saying his prayers
in Wanstead Church, and learning his lessons in Chigwell
School.
Wanstead Church was devotedly Puritan.
The chief citizens had signed a protest against any
“Popish innovations,” and had agreed to
punish every offender against “the true reformed
Protestant religion.”
The founder of Chigwell School had
prescribed in his deed of gift that the master should
be “a good Poet, of a sound religion, neither
Papal nor Puritan; of a good behaviour; of a sober
and honest conversation; no tippler nor haunter of
alehouses, no puffer of tobacco; and, above all, apt
to teach and severe in his government.”
Here William studied Lilly’s Latin and Cleonard’s
Greek Grammar, together with “cyphering and
casting-up accounts,” being a good scholar, we
may guess, in the classics, but encountering the master’s
“severe government” in his sums.
Chigwell was as Puritan a place as Wanstead. About
the time of William’s going thither, the vicar
had been ejected on petition from the parishioners,
who complained that he had an altar before which he
bowed and cringed, and which he had been known to
kiss “twice in one day.”
It is plain that religion made up
a large, interesting, and important part of life in
these villages in which William Penn was getting his
first impressions of the world. All about were
great forests, whose shadows invited him to seclusion
and meditation. All the news was of great battles,
most of them fought in a religious cause, which even
a lad could appreciate, and towards which he would
readily take an attitude of stout partisanship.
The boy was deeply affected by these surroundings.
“I was bred a Protestant,” he said long
afterwards, “and that strictly, too.”
Trained as he was in Puritan habits of introspection,
he listened for the voice of God, and heard it.
Thus the tone of his life was set. There were
moments in his youth when “the world,”
as the phrase is, attracted him; there were times in
his great career when he seemed, and perhaps was,
disobedient to this heavenly vision; but, looking
back from the end of his life to this beginning, “as
a tale that is told,” it is seen to be lived
throughout in the light of the glory which shone in
his room at Wanstead. William Penn from that
hour was a markedly religious man. Thereafter,
nothing was so manifest or eminent about him as his
religion.