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Goodman Pepperell went at once to the Governor's house, and when he learned that the Captain had come and gone, he decided to push on to Boston at once by land. "'T is an easier journey than the one I have just taken," he said. "There are settlements along the way, and time passes. I have been gone now longer than I thought. The farm work waits, and Susanna will fear for our safety.
Shortly after his refusal to join, instructions which had been sent off from the British Government, approving of the attack upon Louisbourg, as proposed by Governor Shirley, and which Pepperell had gone to attack, without waiting for Imperial approval, had reached Commodore Warren, and without loss of time he proceeded direct to Canso, whither it was reported the Colonial fleet had gone.
His eyes were rolling wildly from one face to another, and it was plain that he was in a great state of fear. "He is but a savage as yet," said Goodman Pepperell. "He was doubtless roughly handled on the voyage and hath naught but fear and hatred in his heart. It will take some time to make a Christian of him!
Pepperell asked. 'A friend of yours? 'Yes, a most charming friend, said Althea. 'Helen Buchanan is her name; she is Scotch a very old family and she is one of the most interesting people I've ever known. You will meet her after dinner. She is coming in to spend the evening. 'Where did you meet her? How long have you known her? asked Aunt Julia, evidently unimpressed.
This is no new inconvenience; for, under date 3rd June, 1745, General Pepperell wrote thus to Governour Shirley from Louisbourg: "What your Excellency observes of the army's being made acquainted with any plans proposed, until really to be put in execution, has always been disagreeable to me, and I have given many cautions relating to it.
This was Colonel William Prescott, of Pepperell, who commanded a regiment of minute men. He, too, had seen service in the French war, and acquired reputation as a lieutenant of infantry at the capture of Cape Breton. This was sufficient to constitute him an oracle in the present instance.
Stephen bent over Lady Dacre's chair, talking gayly to her; yet his eyes wandered every now and then, and, gradually, after he had stopped several times beside one and another, he came up to Elizabeth, as she was sitting listening to a young lady who, with her brother, had come back from town with Madam Pepperell, the night before, to spend a few days at the house.
The date of these habitations is not known; but they may well be the remains of the settlement that Cotton Mather speaks about; or perhaps one of them was the house where Sir William Pepperell was born, and where he went when he and somebody else set up a stick, and travelled to seek their fortunes in the direction in which it fell.
"He has been with his daughter all the afternoon, I believe, but a while ago he went up to the Batteries with Col. Vaughan. "But Elizabeth Royal is not a woman to be forgotten," Pepperell went on, "even if her father were not my old friend, and at my elbow." "No," said the young man. Then he made a remark about military affairs, and the subject of the attack was renewed.
"Josiah Pepperell, of Cambridge?" said the Governor's lady, coming forward to welcome him. "At your service, madam," answered the Goodman, bowing low, "and this is my son Daniel."
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