<h2>CHAPTER VII—CONVERSATION BETWIXT WILL ATKINS AND HIS WIFE</h2>
<p>I was astonished at the sincerity and temper of this pious
Papist, as much as I was oppressed by the power of his reasoning;
and it presently occurred to my thoughts, that if such a temper
was universal, we might be all Catholic Christians, whatever
Church or particular profession we joined in; that a spirit of
charity would soon work us all up into right principles; and as
he thought that the like charity would make us all Catholics, so
I told him I believed, had all the members of his Church the like
moderation, they would soon all be Protestants. And there
we left that part; for we never disputed at all. However, I
talked to him another way, and taking him by the hand, “My
friend,” says I, “I wish all the clergy of the Romish
Church were blessed with such moderation, and had an equal share
of your charity. I am entirely of your opinion; but I must
tell you that if you should preach such doctrine in Spain or
Italy, they would put you into the
Inquisition.”—“It may be so,” said he;
“I know not what they would do in Spain or Italy; but I
will not say they would be the better Christians for that
severity; for I am sure there is no heresy in abounding with
charity.”</p>
<p>Well, as Will Atkins and his wife were gone, our business
there was over, so we went back our own way; and when we came
back, we found them waiting to be called in. Observing
this, I asked my clergyman if we should discover to him that we
had seen him under the bush or not; and it was his opinion we
should not, but that we should talk to him first, and hear what
he would say to us; so we called him in alone, nobody being in
the place but ourselves, and I began by asking him some
particulars about his parentage and education. He told me
frankly enough that his father was a clergyman who would have
taught him well, but that he, Will Atkins, despised all
instruction and correction; and by his brutish conduct cut the
thread of all his father’s comforts and shortened his days,
for that he broke his heart by the most ungrateful, unnatural
return for the most affectionate treatment a father ever
gave.</p>
<p>In what he said there seemed so much sincerity of repentance,
that it painfully affected me. I could not but reflect that
I, too, had shortened the life of a good, tender father by my bad
conduct and obstinate self-will. I was, indeed, so
surprised with what he had told me, that I thought, instead of my
going about to teach and instruct him, the man was made a teacher
and instructor to me in a most unexpected manner.</p>
<p>I laid all this before the young clergyman, who was greatly
affected with it, and said to me, “Did I not say, sir, that
when this man was converted he would preach to us all? I
tell you, sir, if this one man be made a true penitent, there
will be no need of me; he will make Christians of all in the
island.”—But having a little composed myself, I
renewed my discourse with Will Atkins. “But,
Will,” said I, “how comes the sense of this matter to
touch you just now?”</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Sir, you have set me about a work that has
struck a dart though my very soul; I have been talking about God
and religion to my wife, in order, as you directed me, to make a
Christian of her, and she has preached such a sermon to me as I
shall never forget while I live.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—No, no, it is not your wife has preached to
you; but when you were moving religious arguments to her,
conscience has flung them back upon you.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Ay, sir, with such force as is not to be
resisted.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—Pray, Will, let us know what passed between
you and your wife; for I know something of it already.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Sir, it is impossible to give you a full
account of it; I am too full to hold it, and yet have no tongue
to express it; but let her have said what she will, though I
cannot give you an account of it, this I can tell you, that I
have resolved to amend and reform my life.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—But tell us some of it: how did you begin,
Will? For this has been an extraordinary case, that is
certain. She has preached a sermon, indeed, if she has
wrought this upon you.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Why, I first told her the nature of our laws
about marriage, and what the reasons were that men and women were
obliged to enter into such compacts as it was neither in the
power of one nor other to break; that otherwise, order and
justice could not be maintained, and men would run from their
wives, and abandon their children, mix confusedly with one
another, and neither families be kept entire, nor inheritances be
settled by legal descent.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—You talk like a civilian, Will. Could
you make her understand what you meant by inheritance and
families? They know no such things among the savages, but
marry anyhow, without regard to relation, consanguinity, or
family; brother and sister, nay, as I have been told, even the
father and the daughter, and the son and the mother.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—I believe, sir, you are misinformed, and my
wife assures me of the contrary, and that they abhor it; perhaps,
for any further relations, they may not be so exact as we are;
but she tells me never in the near relationship you speak of.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—Well, what did she say to what you told
her?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—She said she liked it very well, as it was
much better than in her country.</p>
<p><i>R.C.</i>—But did you tell her what marriage was?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Ay, ay, there began our dialogue. I
asked her if she would be married to me our way. She asked
me what way that was; I told her marriage was appointed by God;
and here we had a strange talk together, indeed, as ever man and
wife had, I believe.</p>
<p>N.B.—This dialogue between Will Atkins and his wife,
which I took down in writing just after he told it me, was as
follows:—</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Appointed by your God!—Why, have you
a God in your country?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, my dear, God is in every country.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—No your God in my country; my country have
the great old Benamuckee God.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Child, I am very unfit to show you who God
is; God is in heaven and made the heaven and the earth, the sea,
and all that in them is.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—No makee de earth; no you God makee all
earth; no makee my country.</p>
<p>[Will Atkins laughed a little at her expression of God not
making her country.]</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—No laugh; why laugh me? This no ting
to laugh.</p>
<p>[He was justly reproved by his wife, for she was more serious
than he at first.]</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—That’s true, indeed; I will not laugh
any more, my dear.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Why you say you God makee all?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, child, our God made the whole world,
and you, and me, and all things; for He is the only true God, and
there is no God but Him. He lives for ever in heaven.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Why you no tell me long ago?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—That’s true, indeed; but I have been a
wicked wretch, and have not only forgotten to acquaint thee with
anything before, but have lived without God in the world
myself.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—What, have you a great God in your country,
you no know Him? No say O to Him? No do good ting for
Him? That no possible.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—It is true; though, for all that, we live as
if there was no God in heaven, or that He had no power on
earth.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But why God let you do so? Why He no
makee you good live?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—It is all our own fault.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But you say me He is great, much great,
have much great power; can makee kill when He will: why He no
makee kill when you no serve Him? no say O to Him? no be good
mans?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—That is true, He might strike me dead; and I
ought to expect it, for I have been a wicked wretch, that is
true; but God is merciful, and does not deal with us as we
deserve.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But then do you not tell God thankee for
that too?</p>
<p><i>W. A.</i>—No, indeed, I have not thanked God for His
mercy, any more than I have feared God from His power.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Then you God no God; me no think, believe
He be such one, great much power, strong: no makee kill you,
though you make Him much angry.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—What, will my wicked life hinder you from
believing in God? What a dreadful creature am I! and what a
sad truth is it, that the horrid lives of Christians hinder the
conversion of heathens!</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—How me tink you have great much God up
there [she points up to heaven], and yet no do well, no do good
ting? Can He tell? Sure He no tell what you do?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, yes, He knows and sees all things; He
hears us speak, sees what we do, knows what we think though we do
not speak.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—What! He no hear you curse, swear,
speak de great damn?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, yes, He hears it all.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Where be then the much great power
strong?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—He is merciful, that is all we can say for
it; and this proves Him to be the true God; He is God, and not
man, and therefore we are not consumed.</p>
<p>[Here Will Atkins told us he was struck with horror to think
how he could tell his wife so clearly that God sees, and hears,
and knows the secret thoughts of the heart, and all that we do,
and yet that he had dared to do all the vile things he had
done.]</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Merciful! What you call dat?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—He is our Father and Maker, and He pities
and spares us.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—So then He never makee kill, never angry
when you do wicked; then He no good Himself, or no great
able.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, yes, my dear, He is infinitely good and
infinitely great, and able to punish too; and sometimes, to show
His justice and vengeance, He lets fly His anger to destroy
sinners and make examples; many are cut off in their sins.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But no makee kill you yet; then He tell
you, maybe, that He no makee you kill: so you makee the bargain
with Him, you do bad thing, He no be angry at you when He be
angry at other mans.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—No, indeed, my sins are all presumptions
upon His goodness; and He would be infinitely just if He
destroyed me, as He has done other men.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Well, and yet no kill, no makee you dead:
what you say to Him for that? You no tell Him thankee for
all that too?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—I am an unthankful, ungrateful dog, that is
true.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Why He no makee you much good better? you
say He makee you.</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—He made me as He made all the world: it is I
have deformed myself and abused His goodness, and made myself an
abominable wretch.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—I wish you makee God know me. I no
makee Him angry—I no do bad wicked thing.</p>
<p>[Here Will Atkins said his heart sunk within him to hear a
poor untaught creature desire to be taught to know God, and he
such a wicked wretch, that he could not say one word to her about
God, but what the reproach of his own carriage would make most
irrational to her to believe; nay, that already she had told him
that she could not believe in God, because he, that was so
wicked, was not destroyed.]</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—My dear, you mean, you wish I could teach
you to know God, not God to know you; for He knows you already,
and every thought in your heart.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Why, then, He know what I say to you now:
He know me wish to know Him. How shall me know who makee
me?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Poor creature, He must teach thee: I cannot
teach thee. I will pray to Him to teach thee to know Him,
and forgive me, that am unworthy to teach thee.</p>
<p>[The poor fellow was in such an agony at her desiring him to
make her know God, and her wishing to know Him, that he said he
fell down on his knees before her, and prayed to God to enlighten
her mind with the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ, and to pardon
his sins, and accept of his being the unworthy instrument of
instructing her in the principles of religion: after which he sat
down by her again, and their dialogue went on. This was the
time when we saw him kneel down and hold up his hands.]</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—What you put down the knee for? What
you hold up the hand for? What you say? Who you speak
to? What is all that?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—My dear, I bow my knees in token of my
submission to Him that made me: I said O to Him, as you call it,
and as your old men do to their idol Benamuckee; that is, I
prayed to Him.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—What say you O to Him for?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—I prayed to Him to open your eyes and your
understanding, that you may know Him, and be accepted by Him.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Can He do that too?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, He can: He can do all things.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But now He hear what you say?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Yes, He has bid us pray to Him, and promised
to hear us.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Bid you pray? When He bid you?
How He bid you? What you hear Him speak?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—No, we do not hear Him speak; but He has
revealed Himself many ways to us.</p>
<p>[Here he was at a great loss to make her understand that God
has revealed Himself to us by His word, and what His word was;
but at last he told it to her thus.]</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—God has spoken to some good men in former
days, even from heaven, by plain words; and God has inspired good
men by His Spirit; and they have written all His laws down in a
book.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—Me no understand that; where is book?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Alas! my poor creature, I have not this
book; but I hope I shall one time or other get it for you, and
help you to read it.</p>
<p>[Here he embraced her with great affection, but with
inexpressible grief that he had not a Bible.]</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—But how you makee me know that God teachee
them to write that book?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—By the same rule that we know Him to be
God.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—What rule? What way you know Him?</p>
<p><i>W.A.</i>—Because He teaches and commands nothing but
what is good, righteous, and holy, and tends to make us perfectly
good, as well as perfectly happy; and because He forbids and
commands us to avoid all that is wicked, that is evil in itself,
or evil in its consequence.</p>
<p><i>Wife</i>.—That me would understand, that me fain see;
if He teachee all good thing, He makee all good thing, He give
all thing, He hear me when I say O to Him, as you do just now; He
makee me good if I wish to be good; He spare me, no makee kill
me, when I no be good: all this you say He do, yet He be great
God; me take, think, believe Him to be great God; me say O to Him
with you, my dear.</p>
<p>Here the poor man could forbear no longer, but raised her up,
made her kneel by him, and he prayed to God aloud to instruct her
in the knowledge of Himself, by His Spirit; and that by some good
providence, if possible, she might, some time or other, come to
have a Bible, that she might read the word of God, and be taught
by it to know Him. This was the time that we saw him lift
her up by the hand, and saw him kneel down by her, as above.</p>
<p>They had several other discourses, it seems, after this; and
particularly she made him promise that, since he confessed his
own life had been a wicked, abominable course of provocations
against God, that he would reform it, and not make God angry any
more, lest He should make him dead, as she called it, and then
she would be left alone, and never be taught to know this God
better; and lest he should be miserable, as he had told her
wicked men would be after death.</p>
<p>This was a strange account, and very affecting to us both, but
particularly to the young clergyman; he was, indeed, wonderfully
surprised with it, but under the greatest affliction imaginable
that he could not talk to her, that he could not speak English to
make her understand him; and as she spoke but very broken
English, he could not understand her; however, he turned himself
to me, and told me that he believed that there must be more to do
with this woman than to marry her. I did not understand him
at first; but at length he explained himself, viz. that she ought
to be baptized. I agreed with him in that part readily, and
wished it to be done presently. “No, no; hold,
sir,” says he; “though I would have her be baptized,
by all means, for I must observe that Will Atkins, her husband,
has indeed brought her, in a wonderful manner, to be willing to
embrace a religious life, and has given her just ideas of the
being of a God; of His power, justice, and mercy: yet I desire to
know of him if he has said anything to her of Jesus Christ, and
of the salvation of sinners; of the nature of faith in Him, and
redemption by Him; of the Holy Spirit, the resurrection, the last
judgment, and the future state.”</p>
<p>I called Will Atkins again, and asked him; but the poor fellow
fell immediately into tears, and told us he had said something to
her of all those things, but that he was himself so wicked a
creature, and his own conscience so reproached him with his
horrid, ungodly life, that he trembled at the apprehensions that
her knowledge of him should lessen the attention she should give
to those things, and make her rather contemn religion than
receive it; but he was assured, he said, that her mind was so
disposed to receive due impressions of all those things, and that
if I would but discourse with her, she would make it appear to my
satisfaction that my labour would not be lost upon her.</p>
<p>Accordingly I called her in, and placing myself as interpreter
between my religious priest and the woman, I entreated him to
begin with her; but sure such a sermon was never preached by a
Popish priest in these latter ages of the world; and as I told
him, I thought he had all the zeal, all the knowledge, all the
sincerity of a Christian, without the error of a Roman Catholic;
and that I took him to be such a clergyman as the Roman bishops
were before the Church of Rome assumed spiritual sovereignty over
the consciences of men. In a word, he brought the poor
woman to embrace the knowledge of Christ, and of redemption by
Him, not with wonder and astonishment only, as she did the first
notions of a God, but with joy and faith; with an affection, and
a surprising degree of understanding, scarce to be imagined, much
less to be expressed; and, at her own request, she was
baptized.</p>
<p>When he was preparing to baptize her, I entreated him that he
would perform that office with some caution, that the man might
not perceive he was of the Roman Church, if possible, because of
other ill consequences which might attend a difference among us
in that very religion which we were instructing the other
in. He told me that as he had no consecrated chapel, nor
proper things for the office, I should see he would do it in a
manner that I should not know by it that he was a Roman Catholic
myself, if I had not known it before; and so he did; for saying
only some words over to himself in Latin, which I could not
understand, he poured a whole dishful of water upon the
woman’s head, pronouncing in French, very loud,
“Mary” (which was the name her husband desired me to
give her, for I was her godfather), “I baptize thee in the
name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost;”
so that none could know anything by it what religion he was
of. He gave the benediction afterwards in Latin, but either
Will Atkins did not know but it was French, or else did not take
notice of it at that time.</p>
<p>As soon as this was over we married them; and after the
marriage was over, he turned to Will Atkins, and in a very
affectionate manner exhorted him, not only to persevere in that
good disposition he was in, but to support the convictions that
were upon him by a resolution to reform his life: told him it was
in vain to say he repented if he did not forsake his crimes;
represented to him how God had honoured him with being the
instrument of bringing his wife to the knowledge of the Christian
religion, and that he should be careful he did not dishonour the
grace of God; and that if he did, he would see the heathen a
better Christian than himself; the savage converted, and the
instrument cast away. He said a great many good things to
them both; and then, recommending them to God’s goodness,
gave them the benediction again, I repeating everything to them
in English; and thus ended the ceremony. I think it was the
most pleasant and agreeable day to me that ever I passed in my
whole life. But my clergyman had not done yet: his thoughts
hung continually upon the conversion of the thirty-seven savages,
and fain be would have stayed upon the island to have undertaken
it; but I convinced him, first, that his undertaking was
impracticable in itself; and, secondly, that perhaps I would put
it into a way of being done in his absence to his
satisfaction.</p>
<p>Having thus brought the affairs of the island to a narrow
compass, I was preparing to go on board the ship, when the young
man I had taken out of the famished ship’s company came to
me, and told me he understood I had a clergyman with me, and that
I had caused the Englishmen to be married to the savages; that he
had a match too, which he desired might be finished before I
went, between two Christians, which he hoped would not be
disagreeable to me.</p>
<p>I knew this must be the young woman who was his mother’s
servant, for there was no other Christian woman on the island: so
I began to persuade him not to do anything of that kind rashly,
or because be found himself in this solitary circumstance.
I represented to him that he had some considerable substance in
the world, and good friends, as I understood by himself, and the
maid also; that the maid was not only poor, and a servant, but
was unequal to him, she being six or seven and twenty years old,
and he not above seventeen or eighteen; that he might very
probably, with my assistance, make a remove from this wilderness,
and come into his own country again; and that then it would be a
thousand to one but he would repent his choice, and the dislike
of that circumstance might be disadvantageous to both. I
was going to say more, but he interrupted me, smiling, and told
me, with a great deal of modesty, that I mistook in my
guesses—that he had nothing of that kind in his thoughts;
and he was very glad to hear that I had an intent of putting them
in a way to see their own country again; and nothing should have
made him think of staying there, but that the voyage I was going
was so exceeding long and hazardous, and would carry him quite
out of the reach of all his friends; that he had nothing to
desire of me but that I would settle him in some little property
in the island where he was, give him a servant or two, and some
few necessaries, and he would live here like a planter, waiting
the good time when, if ever I returned to England, I would redeem
him. He hoped I would not be unmindful of him when I came
to England: that he would give me some letters to his friends in
London, to let them know how good I had been to him, and in what
part of the world and what circumstances I had left him in: and
he promised me that whenever I redeemed him, the plantation, and
all the improvements he had made upon it, let the value be what
it would, should be wholly mine.</p>
<p>His discourse was very prettily delivered, considering his
youth, and was the more agreeable to me, because he told me
positively the match was not for himself. I gave him all possible
assurances that if I lived to come safe to England, I would
deliver his letters, and do his business effectually; and that he
might depend I should never forget the circumstances I had left
him in. But still I was impatient to know who was the
person to be married; upon which he told me it was my
Jack-of-all-trades and his maid Susan. I was most agreeably
surprised when he named the match; for, indeed, I thought it very
suitable. The character of that man I have given already;
and as for the maid, she was a very honest, modest, sober, and
religious young woman: had a very good share of sense, was
agreeable enough in her person, spoke very handsomely and to the
purpose, always with decency and good manners, and was neither
too backward to speak when requisite, nor impertinently forward
when it was not her business; very handy and housewifely, and an
excellent manager; fit, indeed, to have been governess to the
whole island; and she knew very well how to behave in every
respect.</p>
<p>The match being proposed in this manner, we married them the
same day; and as I was father at the altar, and gave her away, so
I gave her a portion; for I appointed her and her husband a
handsome large space of ground for their plantation; and indeed
this match, and the proposal the young gentleman made to give him
a small property in the island, put me upon parcelling it out
amongst them, that they might not quarrel afterwards about their
situation.</p>
<p>This sharing out the land to them I left to Will Atkins, who
was now grown a sober, grave, managing fellow, perfectly
reformed, exceedingly pious and religious; and, as far as I may
be allowed to speak positively in such a case, I verily believe
he was a true penitent. He divided things so justly, and so
much to every one’s satisfaction, that they only desired
one general writing under my hand for the whole, which I caused
to be drawn up, and signed and sealed, setting out the bounds and
situation of every man’s plantation, and testifying that I
gave them thereby severally a right to the whole possession and
inheritance of the respective plantations or farms, with their
improvements, to them and their heirs, reserving all the rest of
the island as my own property, and a certain rent for every
particular plantation after eleven years, if I, or any one from
me, or in my name, came to demand it, producing an attested copy
of the same writing. As to the government and laws among
them, I told them I was not capable of giving them better rules
than they were able to give themselves; only I made them promise
me to live in love and good neighbourhood with one another; and
so I prepared to leave them.</p>
<p>One thing I must not omit, and that is, that being now settled
in a kind of commonwealth among themselves, and having much
business in hand, it was odd to have seven-and-thirty Indians
live in a nook of the island, independent, and, indeed,
unemployed; for except the providing themselves food, which they
had difficulty enough to do sometimes, they had no manner of
business or property to manage. I proposed, therefore, to
the governor Spaniard that he should go to them, with
Friday’s father, and propose to them to remove, and either
plant for themselves, or be taken into their several families as
servants to be maintained for their labour, but without being
absolute slaves; for I would not permit them to make them slaves
by force, by any means; because they had their liberty given them
by capitulation, as it were articles of surrender, which they
ought not to break.</p>
<p>They most willingly embraced the proposal, and came all very
cheerfully along with him: so we allotted them land and
plantations, which three or four accepted of, but all the rest
chose to be employed as servants in the several families we had
settled. Thus my colony was in a manner settled as follows:
The Spaniards possessed my original habitation, which was the
capital city, and extended their plantations all along the side
of the brook, which made the creek that I have so often
described, as far as my bower; and as they increased their
culture, it went always eastward. The English lived in the
north-east part, where Will Atkins and his comrades began, and
came on southward and south-west, towards the back part of the
Spaniards; and every plantation had a great addition of land to
take in, if they found occasion, so that they need not jostle one
another for want of room. All the east end of the island
was left uninhabited, that if any of the savages should come on
shore there only for their customary barbarities, they might come
and go; if they disturbed nobody, nobody would disturb them: and
no doubt but they were often ashore, and went away again; for I
never heard that the planters were ever attacked or disturbed any
more.</p>
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