’She was a woman of a steadfast mind,
Tender and deep in her excess of love.’
The life of peace and tranquillity
which Roger and his young bride enjoyed in their new
home, was not long permitted to be their happy lot.
The apprehensions that had been felt by Edith’s
anxious parents, were but too soon realized; and,
notwithstanding all the good advice that he received
at Plymouth, and all his own sincere resolutions to
avoid, if possible, all future disputes with the elders
or the Boston Church, Roger Williams again became
the object of their persecuting intolerance.
The fact of his being again invited
to Salem to assist the pastor, was regarded as extremely
offensive to the government of Boston: but when
Shelton died very shortly after Roger’s arrival,
and he was elected to be the regular minister of the
congregation, it was looked upon as a sinful defiance
of lawful authority, and one which demanded exemplary
punishment. An opportunity for this exercise of
power soon occurred. The township of Salem lain
claim to a certain disputed piece of land, and addressed
a petition to the government of Massachusetts, in which
they demanded to be put in possession of it.
But in consequence of the recent act of the community
with regard to Roger Williams’s election, the
claim was unjustly rejected. The Salemers then,
by the advice of their pastor, wrote to all the other
churches in the Bay, and requested them to unite in
a remonstrance to the government. This act was
in perfect accordance with the spirit of the puritanical
principles, which distinctly separated the church
from the state; and it ought not, therefore, to have
given offence to any one. But their practice
differed greatly from their theory; and the feeling
against Williams was so strong that all the churches the
elders of which were opposed to his opinions now
took part with the government of Boston against him.
This treatment so irritated the warm
feelings of Williams, and so keenly wounded his sense
of justice and love of liberty, that he required the
Church of Salem to renounce all connection with the
other congregations; and even went so far as to refuse
all intercourse with his own church until this separation
was agreed to. But strongly as the Salemers were
attached to their pastor, they could not consent to
so decisive a measure as he demanded; and, being vexed
and dispirited by the general disapprobation which
their conduct had excited in the rest of the colony,
the greatest part of the congregation fell away from
him.
This desertion grieved the heart of
the zealous minister but it did not discourage him,
or subdue his determined spirit. He began to hold
spiritual meetings at his own house, which were attended
by those members of the church who fully concurred
in his views, and who considered that he had been
treated with injustice. This proceeding naturally
aroused a strong party spirit in the town, and even
threatened to produce a permanent division in the church,
as the followers of Williams held themselves entirely
aloof from the rest of the congregation.
Deeply did Edith lament this unhappy
state of affairs. Her devotion to her noble-minded
husband, and the natural tendency of her own mind,
led her to sympathize entirely in his opinions and
feelings; and her strong sense of right and wrong
caused her to condemn the injustice of the government,
and the weak, truckling spirit of the sister-churches.
But her judgement was more calm and dispassionate
than that of Roger, and her temper far less excitable.
She therefore saw the impropriety, as well as the
danger, of, causing a schism in the church; and she
used all her powerful influence to induce her husband
to give up these irregular assemblies; and, without
compromising his own opinions, to endeavor to ward
off the enmity of the men of Boston.
She earnestly besought him again to
leave the Congregation of Salem the greater
portion of which had already deserted him and his cause
and to return to Plymouth, where a safe and a happy
home might yet be afforded to them, and where no persecution
for conscience’ sake, need be feared. But
all her arguments and her persuasions were alike ineffectual.
On this one point she found her Roger firm and inflexible for
on this point he felt that his honor and his conscience
were both concerned; and, even for Edith’s sake;
he could not act contrary to their dictates.
He knew that danger hung over his head; and, though
he would not shrink from it himself, he besought her
to seek a temporary refuge with her parents, and remain
at Plymouth until the threatened storm had blown over.
But it was now Edith’s turn to show herself
firm and decided; and so clearly did Roger perceive
that separation would be to her a far greater trial
than any other that could befall her in his company,
that he forbore to urge a measure that it wrung his
own heart to propose.
At length the boding storm began to
break over his head. For all his supposed offences
he was again summoned before the General Assembly at
Boston; and, in fear and anxiety, Edith saw him depart.
She knew full well that he would never renounce, or
even soften down, his opinions, through any fear of
man; and she did not, for a moment, desire that he
should thus lower himself in her estimation and his
own. But she also knew the bitterness of the
enmity felt towards him by the authorities at Boston,
and she could not repress her apprehensions of its
consequences.
As she anticipated, Roger refused
to acknowledge himself guilty of an offence against
the church or state; nor would he even yield one point
of his religious or political opinions, during a long
disputation with the celebrated pastor Hooker.
He was, therefore, declared contumacious by the government:
and, with the assent of all the assembled clergy,
except his friend Elliot, he was banished from the
territory of Massachusetts.
Six weeks were allowed him by the
General Assembly to make his preparations, and remove
beyond the boundary of their dominions: but as
this term would have brought the time of his banishment
to the winter season, when such a journey would have
been impracticable, he was afterwards permitted to
remain at Salem until the spring.
With great apparent unconcern he returned
to his home, where his fond and admiring wife welcomed
him with joy, and strengthened his spirit by the cheerful
manner in which she received the news of their sentence
of banishment. She had felt an undefined dread
of something much more hard to bear of
something which might possibly separate her husband
from her: but banishment with him was
only a change of home, and, let their lot be cast
where it might, she could be happy. Indeed, she
entertained a hope that. Roger would consent to
remove to Plymouth, and take up his abode there, which
would have, given her extreme satisfaction. But
she soon found that this hope could not be accomplished;
for her enthusiastic husband had formed a design of
founding a church of his own, and of being entirely
independent of all government in spiritual matters.
In order to carry out this purpose, he daringly continued
to hold the obnoxious assemblies in his own house,
and to instill his opinions into the minds of the many
young and zealous friends who gathered around him.
These meetings were even more numerously attended
after his return from Boston than they were before
he was summoned to the bar of the General Assembly;
for persecution and injustice naturally recoil on
the perpetrators of it, and the victim of such harsh
measures is sure to gain friends and supporters among
the warm-hearted and the generous.
A report of these proceedings was
carried to Boston, and also a rumor of Williams’s
supposed plan for founding an independent church and
settlement in Narragansett Bay. It was even declared
that some of his friends had already gone off to
the south, and were seeking, a fitting spot on which
to commence building.
This information roused the fears,
as well as the wrath, of the government. The
eloquence and abilities of Williams were well known
to the rulers, and they dreaded the influence that
he would inevitably exercise over the neighboring
churches, if he established himself and his followers
in a district so contiguous to their own. They,
therefore, resolved to employ still more harsh and
stringent measures than had yet been attempted, in
order to put a stop to his disorderly proceedings,
and prevent the further dissemination of his opinions.
He was, accordingly, once more summoned to the chief
town; and, had he obeyed the summons, he was to have
been forcibly conveyed on board a vessel then in the
harbor, and sent off to England as a rebel and schismatic,
unworthy to dwell in the new settlement.
When the summons arrived at Salem,
Roger was ill, having caught a fever from some members
of his flock on whom he had been attending; and he
therefore replied, with truth, that it would endanger
his life to attempt the journey to Boston. His
serious indisposition had occasioned to Edith much
anxiety and alarm; but now she was made to feel how
often those events which we regard as misfortunes
are really ’blessings in disguise’; and
how frequently our merciful and all-seeing Father
renders them the means of our preservation from far
greater evils. It would be well if the conviction
of this blessed truth were constantly present to our
minds. How many anxious cares would it disperse
or soothe, and how many thanksgivings would it call
forth.
Edith felt its truth, and its consolation,
as she sat by the side of her husband’s couch,
and wrote, from his dictation, the reply that saved
him from immediate compliance with the dreaded summons.
Nothing would have induced Roger to plead illness
as an excuse for disobedience unless it had actually
existed: and his fearless spirit would probably
have led him into the snare that was laid for him.
Edith knew this secret danger; for Governor Winthrop,
who had seen and admired her on one of his visits
to Plymouth, and who now kindly sympathized in her
feelings, had sent her a private note by the messenger,
in which he warned her of the danger that waited Williams
at Boston, and desired her, by some means, to prevent
his appearing before the General Assembly. Winthrop
highly disapproved of the young minister’s bold
and independent conduct; but he shrunk from so cruel
an act as was resolved on by his council. He
did not, however, choose to declare his more lenient
judgement; and he adopted the plan of informing Roger’s
wife of the fate that was designed for him, and leaving
it to her judgement and affection to take the proper
measures to avert it.
It was not until after the departure
of the messenger, that Edith told her husband of Winthrop’s
kind interference, and showed him his note. The
indignation of Williams at such a flagrant disregard
of all common justice was so great, that Edith feared
it would bring on an accession of the fever.
It, however, acted in a perfectly contrary manner.
He slept well that night, and the following morning
declared his intention of setting off immediately
to Boston, and there accusing the General Assembly
of their unlawful intention, and daring them to put
it into execution.
’I will upbraid them with their
injustice, and charge them with their purposed crime!’
he exclaimed; and his fine eyes flashed with excitement,
that almost made Edith fear that the fever had affected
his mind. ‘I will appeal to God and man
against their lawless cruelty,’ he continued;
’and rouse the whole colony to defend my right
to liberty of thought and action.’
Oh, Roger!’ cried his wife and
she caught his burning hand, and pressed it to her
throbbing heart ’cease such wild and
desperate words! Would you drive me to distraction,
by thus throwing yourself into the power of your bitter
and relentless enemies? Who in Boston would stand
up to defend your cause? Who could deliver you
from the evil intentions of these cruel men?
It is true that the Governor has shown himself your
friend I should rather say, my friend by
giving me this secret information; but he would not
openly espouse your cause, or resist the will of the
Assembly. Why, then, should you spurn from you
the means of safety that have been so mercifully afforded,
and tempt Providence to leave you to your fate’?
‘Edith,’ he replied and
the bright flush faded from his cheek, and the fire
in his eye died away, and he sank again upon his couch ’Edith,
you have subdued my spirit; or perhaps,’ he added,
smiling up in her face, ’weakness has subdued
it. I feel that I have no strength to accomplish
what I desire, and to show my persecutors that liberty
of thought and feeling is my birthright, and that
I will never relinquish the privilege. I must,
therefore, submit to the will of One who is wiser
and mightier than I am; and believe me, my Edith,’
he continued as he saw the tears falling
from her gentle eyes ’believe me,
I do to with perfect contentment now. The passion the
sinful passion that stirred me so mightily
just now, is gone; and I feel the goodness of my God
in holding me back from the rash act I contemplated,
and from rushing upon dangers that I might indeed
defy, but could not hope to conquer. I will be
calm, my love; and you shall devise some means for
my escape. I feel assured that still more violent
measures will be adopted by the Assembly to get me
into their power; and now that I can quietly reflect
on the consequences of such an event, I am aware that
they would, probably, be our violent and indefinite
separation. I could not bear that, Edith; though
I believe that I could bear much to vindicate my honor.’
How changed was Roger’s countenance
now! All passion all excitement
was gone; and the natural sweetness of his disposition,
and tenderness of his heart, resumed their interrupted
influence over his whole manner and expression.
Edith thought she had never either admired or loved
him so much as at this moment, when he had conquered
his impetuous feelings, and yielded his fiery impulse
to show a bold resentment of injury, to her influence
and persuasions.
‘Heaven bless you, my own Roger!’
she exclaimed, ’and reward your better resolution,
by granting us many future years of united happiness.
But now we must think of the present, and provide for
its emergencies. I see clearly that there is
now no safety for you in Salem, and that a speedy
flight can alone ensure your liberty. You have
made a great sacrifice for my sake; and I will also
make one for yours. I will not even ask to fly
with you, for I could only be an encumbrance to you
at this inclement season of the year, and my presence
here may be of use to you. My heart rebels while
I say it, Roger; but you must go alone, and use every
exertion to reach Plymouth as speedily as possible.
When you are safe beneath my father’s roof, then
will be time enough to think of me. I feel no
doubt that Governor Bradford will afford you every
assistance in his power; and, probably, will again
allow the vessel that brought us here in brighter days,
to convey me once more to you and to happiness.’
Edith had tried to speak with steadiness
and composure; and, so far, she had succeeded tolerably
well. But when she realized to herself the time
that must elapse before she could rejoin her husband,
and all the dangers and privations that might await
him in the interval, her calmness quite gave way,
and she burst into tears of uncontrollable agony.
Roger strove to cheer her, and to
point to the happy future that he trusted was in store
for them if not on earth, yet assuredly
in a better world, where faithful hearts will never
know the misery of parting. But it was not until
he had knelt with her in prayer, and had humbly asked
to meet the coming trial, and to be sanctified by it,
that her tears ceased to flow, and a smile of hope
and resignation illumined her interesting countenance.
‘I must act now, Roger,’
she said, in a cheerful voice, as she rose from her
knees. ’Our time is short; and I must make
such arrangements for your comfort during your journey
as are in my power. All other things that are
needful to you I will endeavor to send by sea to Plymouth;
or, if no opportunity occurs during the winter, you
must have patience until I can convey them myself.’
Her voice again trembled; and unbidden
tears again rose to her eyes. But she sought
relief in occupation; and on the day after the morrow,
when Roger was to commence his toilsome journey at
break of day, his knapsack was ready, and stored with
everything that would be most requisite to his comfort.
The moment of parting came; but we
will not describe it. It was borne by Edith as
a devoted Christian wife can bear anything that is
necessary for the safety and welfare of her husband.
But when he was gone, and her swimming eyes could
no longer see his beloved form, or catch his last
signal of farewell, the whole desolation of her own
position burst upon her: and Edith was, for a
time, bowed down with grief. She felt herself
alone in the world, and she shrank from seeking comfort
or sympathy from any human being who was then near
her. But friends whom she could not then expect
to see were near, and the wounded heart found a balm
and a consolation beyond its hopes.
The very evening after Roger’s
departure, Edith’s spirit was cheered by the
arrival of Elliot and his wife at her now dreary home.
O, how she welcomed them! and how deeply they sympathized
in her distress and anxiety! They had heard of
the last summons that had been sent from the General
Assembly; and had hastened to Salem, in spite of the
severity of the weather to offer any assistance or
counsel that might be needed by either Roger or Edith.
They rejoiced, with much thankfulness, when they heard
of his having escaped the cruel vengeance of his adversaries;
but their minds were filled with fear and anxiety,
when they reflected on the many perils that he might
encounter on his long journey, and the sufferings
from cold, and hunger, and fatigue, that he must endure
in his present debilitated state of health. They
did not, however, add to Edith’s anxiety by
telling of their own, but exerted themselves to cheer
and rouse her, and lead her to place a perfect trust
in the over-ruling care of Him, without whose permission
not even a sparrow can fall to the ground.
The wisdom of the plan that Edith
had persuaded her husband to adopt was soon but too
apparent; for, in a few days, a pinnace arrived at
Salem, bringing an officer and attendants, who were
commissioned by the General Assembly to seize on the
offending pastor, and convey him on board a vessel
that was lying at Nantasket, ready for sea. But
this cruel and arbitrary intention was happily frustrated.
The officer came to the dwelling of Williams, and
had the mortification of finding that he had been
gone three days; nor could all his threats or persuasions
obtain from any of the inmates the least information
concerning his flight. He also sought out, and
strictly interrogated, several of the inhabitants
of Salem, who were known to be the partisans of this
persecuted friend of liberty. But, although they
were well acquainted with his sudden departure and
his destination, and some of the younger men were
even preparing to follow him, not one of them betrayed
their respected leader.
The officer therefore returned to
Boston, to report the ill-success of his errand, which
excited much wrath and vexation in the members of the
Assembly, but afforded secret satisfaction to the amiable
Governor Winthrop, who had unwillingly submitted to
the decision of a large majority of the government,
and who had kindly exerted himself to rescue from
a cruel and unjust fate the man whose only fault consisted
in a determination to think for himself.
Meanwhile, the fugitive was pursuing
his slow and difficult way through the woods and wilds
to the south of Salem. But whither should he direct
his steps? Every road out of the district must
lead him through the territory of his foes and persecutors;
and he dared not show in any of the hamlets or villages,
where his person and reputation were well known, lest
he should be seized and given up to the magistrates
of Boston. He, therefore, traveled chiefly by
night, guided by the moon and stars, and lay concealed
in some damp covert, or rocky ravine, during the day.
The small stock of provisions that Edith had placed
in his knapsack was soon expended, and for some days
he subsisted on the nuts and berries that still remained
on the trees.
At length he felt himself safe from
immediate pursuit, and changed his course suddenly
to the east. He emerged from the shelter of the
woods, and, hurrying across the open plain that skirted
the bay, he found himself at the spot which he desired
to reach. This was a little cove on the shore,
surrounded on the land side by rocks, and only capable
of receiving a small boat into its tranquil harbor.
As Roger approached the water’s edge, and stepped
round the last point of rock that concealed the inlet,
he made a signal, which, to his great joy, was instantly
replied to from within. Day was just dawning over
the far horizon, and a dim twilight shone on the smooth
and boundless ocean that spread to the east.
A few light strokes of an oar fell on Roger’s
ear, and then he saw the white spray, and the dark
form of a boat emerging from the gloomy cavern that
was formed by the overhanging rocks. In a moment
his hand was grasped in that of a friend, and all
his sense of loneliness vanished away.
Seaton entreated him to lose no time
in entering the boat, and leaving the inhospitable
shores of Massachusetts; and Williams gladly obeyed
him. The little shallop, which his friends at
Salem had secretly purchased, and sent by one of the
most devoted of their number to meet him at the appointed
place, was well supplied with provisions and warm
clothing, which proved a most seasonable relief to
Roger; but the most acceptable part of its contents
was a letter from Edith, informing him of the welcome
arrival of their friends, the Elliots, at Salem, and
of the futile efforts of the men of Boston to make
him a prisoner. Edith wrote more cheerfully than
she felt; and she spoke of the happy time when they
would be reunited, and of her hopes that it was not
far distant, assuring him that she was willing and
trusted, ere long, to be able to follow
him to any spot where he might fix his home.
This letter, and the refreshment with
which Seaton furnished him, raised his drooping and
exhausted spirits; and, at his friend’s request,
he wrapped himself in the large boat-cloak that his
provident wife had sent for him and lay down to enjoy
the first calm and undisturbed repose that had been
permitted to him since he left his beloved home.
Silently and rapidly the little boat
glided over the calm surface of the bay; and, ere
long, it was opposite to the harbor of Boston, and
might be espied by some of the vessels lying there,
Roger still slept the deep sleep of exhaustion and
security; but Seaton now required his aid, and reluctantly
aroused him to take a second oar, and speed the shallop
past the region of danger. Roger sprang to his
feet, and seized the oar, and the boat darted forward
from the impulse of his now fresh and powerful arm.
It passed near several boats belonging to the Bostoners;
but the fugitive drew his large Spanish hat over his
brows, and hid his well-known form and dress beneath
the folds of the ample cloak, and thus escaped detection
or observation.
It was his intention to row down the
bay as far as New Plymouth, where he designed to visit
Edith’s parents and apprise them of all that
had befallen him; and also endeavor to prevail on
Bradford to send a vessel, as soon as the inclemency
of the weather had subsided, to bring his wife to
her paternal home. He then proposed to go on with
Seaton, and any of the Plymouthers who would accompany
him, and seek a settlement further to the south, in
some part of Narragansett Bay. But this scheme
was not permitted to be carried out.
Towards evening, a fresh breeze sprang
up from the east; and before sun-set it blew so violently,
that Roger and his companion had the greatest difficulty
in keeping their little vessel out at sea, and preventing
its being dashed on the coral reefs that girt that
’stern and rock-bound coast.’ Manfully
they wrought at the oars; but their strength was almost
exhausted, and no creek or inlet offered them a secure
refuge. Still they persevered for
it was a struggle for life! The least remission
of their toil would have placed them at the mercy
of the wind, and they must have been driven violently
against the sunken rocks.
At length, when the light of day was
failing them, and they began to give themselves up
as lost, the keen eye of Roger espied an opening through
the foam-covered reef; and though it was narrow, and
evidently dangerous, he and Seaton resolved to make
a desperate effort to pass through it, and gain the
smooth still waters that they knew must lie between
the rock and the shore.
They breathed a fervent and heart-felt
prayer for help from above, and then commenced the
fearful contest. The moment they turned the prow
of their shallop towards the shore, the light and
buoyant little vessel darted forward, impelled by
both wind and tide, and mounted like a seabird on
the rolling waves. The dashing spray fell ever
it, almost blinding its crew, and the helm no longer
had power to divert its headlong course.
‘Now may He who rules the storm
have pity on my Edith!’ exclaimed Roger, as
he saw the fail extent of their peril, and not a fear
for himself crossed his steadfast soul. ’May
the Lord of the winds and the waves be our guide and
protector, or the next minute will be our last!’
He clasped his hands in prayer, and
raised his kindling eye to the frowning heavens above
him. But his eye of faith could look through
those dark clouds, and see a Father’s hand of
love and mercy governing and controlling the elements:
and his spirit was at peace.
‘Now God be praised!’
cried Seaton, as he drew a long shivering breath;
and snatching up both the oars, projected them on each
side of the boat to protect it from the rocks that
bounded the narrow channel. ’We have entered
the passage; and, with Heaven’s help, we shall
yet be saved.’
They had, indeed, dashed straight
into the opening that divided the reef, and through
which the waves were rushing at a terrific rate; and
their only apparent chance of safety lay in the possibility
of guiding the little bark through the channel, without
its being impelled against the rugged sides.
Williams caught one of the oars from his friend, and
both directed their whole strength to this object.
There was a brief interval of breathless suspense;
and then the boat struck on a hidden coral rock.
It was but for a moment another swelling
wave lifted it again, and rolled forward, bearing
the little vessel on its summit into the smooth water
that lay, like a narrow lake, between the dangerous
reef and the flat sandy shore.
But the peril was not yet over.
The blow-on the rock, though momentary, had been so
violent as to spring a leak in the bottom of the boat;
and through this the water gushed up with fearful
rapidity, threatening to sink it before the shore
could be reached. Again the oars were pulled
with the strength of desperation; and again the danger
was averted. But Roger Williams and his friend
found themselves on a desert and uninhabited coast,
with a useless vessel, and no means of proceeding to
Plymouth.
Still their lives had been providentially
preserved, and they were deeply grateful to the Divine
power which had been exerted for their rescue.
And faith and courage, and bodily strength were their
portion likewise: and they did not despair.
They slept long and soundly; and the following morning,
having ascertained that the boat was too seriously
injured to be repaired by any means at their command,
they resolved on abandoning it, and recommenced their
journey on foot.
The extreme difficulty of reaching
Plymouth by land, and the wide circuit from the course
that he wished ultimately to pursue that must be traveled
in order to reach the settlement of the Pilgrim Fathers,
caused Williams to relinquish that part of his plan,
and decide on striking at once into the forest, and
pursuing a south-westerly course until he should arrive
at Narragansett Bay. This would lead him through
the trackless woods, and the dreary wilds, inhabited
only by the barbarous and untutored red men.
But from them he hoped to meet with that hospitality
and succor which was denied him by his fellow-countrymen
and fellow-Christians.