<h2>CHAPTER XII</h2>
<h3>RELIGIOUS THOUGHT AND TRAINING</h3>
<blockquote>
<p><em>Puritanism is not of the Nineteenth Century, but of the Seventeenth,
the grand unintelligibility for us lies there. The Fast Day
Sermons, in spite of printers, are all grown dumb. In long rows
of dumpy little quartos they indeed stand here bodily before us; by
human volition they can be read, but not by any human memory
remembered. The Age of the Puritans is not extinct only and gone
away from us, but it is as if fallen beyond the capabilities of memory
itself; it is grown what we may call incredible. Its earnest Purport
awakens now no resonance in our frivolous hearts, ... the
sound of it has become tedious as a tale of past stupidities.</em></p>
<p> —<cite>Oliver Cromwell's Life and Letters. Thomas Carlyle, 1845.</cite></p>
</blockquote>
<p>The religious aspect of the life of children,
especially in early colonial days, and most
particularly in New England, bore a far
deeper relation to the round of daily life than can
be accorded to it in these pages. The spirit of the
Lord, perhaps I should say the fear of the Lord,
truly filled their days. Born into a religious atmosphere,
reared in religious ways, surrounded on every
side by religious influences, they could not escape<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[228]</SPAN></span>
the impress of deep religious feeling; they certainly
had a profound familiarity with the Bible. The
historian Green says that the Englishman of that
day was a man of one book, and that book the Bible.
It might with equal truth be said that the universal
child's book of that day was the Bible. There were
few American children until after the Revolution
who had ever read from any book save the Bible, a
primer, or catechism, and perhaps a hymn book or
an almanac.</p>
<p>The usual method at that time of reading the
Bible through was in the regular succession of every
chapter from beginning to end, not leaving out even
Leviticus and Numbers. This naturally detracted
from the interest which would have been awakened
by a wise selection of parts suited to the liking of
children; and many portions doubtless frightened
young children, as we have abundant record in the
writings of Sewall and Mather. J. T. Buckingham
stated in his <cite>Memoirs</cite> that he read the Bible through
at least a dozen times before he was sixteen years
old. Some portions, especially the Apocalypse or
Revelation of St. John, filled him with unspeakable
terror, and he called the enforced reading of them "a
piece of gratuitous and unprofitable cruelty." He
was careful, however, to pay due tribute to the influence
of the Bible upon his literary composition and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[229]</SPAN></span>
phraseology. The constant reading of the beautiful
English wording of the Bible influenced not only
the style of writing of that day, but controlled the
everyday speech of the people, keeping it pure and
simple.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 424px;"><SPAN name="mrs" id="mrs"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i075.jpg" width-obs="424" height-obs="600" alt="Mrs" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Mrs. John Hesselius and her Children, John and Caroline</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>There was one important reason for the unfailing
desire of English folk for the Bible and the employment
of its words and terms; it was not only the
sole book with which most English readers were
familiar,—the book which supplied to them sacred
hymns and warlike songs, the great voices of the
prophets, the parables of the Evangelists, stories of
peril and adventure, logic, legends, history, visions,—but
it was also a new book. The family of the
seventeenth century that read the words of the small
Geneva Bibles in the home circle, or poorer folk
who listened to the outdoor reading thereof, heard
a voice that they had longed for and waited for and
suffered for, and that their fathers had died for, and
a treasure thus acquired is never lightly heeded.
The Pilgrim Fathers left England for Holland
before King James' Bible, our Authorized Version,
had been published. The Puritans of the Boston
and Salem settlements had seen the importation of
Geneva Bibles forbidden in England by Laud in
1633, and the reading prohibited at their meetings.
They revelled in it in their new homes, for custom<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[230]</SPAN></span>
had not deadened their delight, and they were filled
with it; it satisfied them; they needed no other
literature.</p>
<p>Though Puritanism in its anxious and restricted
religionism denied freedom to childhood, yet the
spirit of Puritanism was deeply observant and conservative
of family relations. The meagre records
of domestic life in Puritan households are full of a
pure affection, if not of grace or good cheer. The
welfare, if not the pleasure of their children, lay
close to the heart of the Pilgrims. Their love was
seldom expressed, but their rigid sense of duty extended
to duty to be fulfilled as well as exacted.</p>
<p>Governor Bradford wrote in his now world-famous
<cite>Log-book</cite>, in his lucid and beautiful English, an
account of the motives of the emigration from Holland,
and in a few sentences therein he gives one of
the most profound reasons of all, their intense yearning
for the true welfare of their children:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"As necessitie was a taskmaster over them, so they
were forced to be such, not only to their servants but in a
sorte, to their dearest children; the which as it did not
a little wound ye tender harts of many a loving father and
mother, so it produced likewise sundrie sad and sorrowful
effects. For many of theier children, that were of best
dispositions and gracious inclinations, having lernde to bear
the yoake in their youth and willing to beare parte of their<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[231]</SPAN></span>
parents burden, were often times so oppressed with their
hevie labours, that though their minds were free and willing
yet their bodies bowed under ye weight of ye same,
and became decrepid in their early youth, the vigor of
nature being consumed in ye very budd as it were. But
that which was more lamentable and of all sorrows most
heavie to be borne was that many of their children, were
drawne away by evill examples into extravagant and dangerous
coarses, getting ye raines off their necks, and departing
from their parents."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>This country was settled at a time when all English
people were religious. The Puritan child was
full of religious thoughts and exercises, so also was
the child of Roman Catholic parents, or one reared
in the Established Church. The diarist Evelyn
was a stanch Church of England man, no lover of
Puritan ways, but he could write thus of his little
child:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"As to his piety, astonishing were his applications of
Scripture upon occasion and his sense of God. He had
learned all his Catechism early, and understood all the
historical part of the Bible and New Testament to a
wonder, how Christ came to redeem mankind, and how
comprehending those messages himself, his godfathers were
discharged of his promises.</p>
<p>"He would of himself select the most pathetic psalms
and chapters out of Job, to read to his maid during his<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[232]</SPAN></span>
sickness, telling her, when she pitied him, that all God's
children must suffer affliction. He declaimed against the
vanities of the world before he had seen any. Often he
would desire those who came to see him to pray by him,
and a year before he fell sick to kneel and pray with him
alone in some corner."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>It was not of a Puritan dame that this was
written:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"Her Maids came into her Chamber early every morning,
and ordinarily shee passed about an howr with them; In
praying, and catechizing, and instructing them: To these
secret and private Praiers, the publick Morning and Evening
praiers of the Church, before dinner and supper, and
another form, together with reading Scriptures, and singing
Psalms, before bed-time, were daily and constantly added."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>This zealous Christian was Letice, Lady Falkland,
a devoted Church of England woman; so
strict was she that if she missed any from the religious
services, she "presently sent for them and
consecrated another howr of praier there purposely
for them." A strenuous insistence showed itself in
all sects in the new world. The "Articles Lawes
and Orders Divine Politique and Martiall for the
colony of Virginea" were unrivalled in their mingling
of barbarity and Christianity by any other code
of laws issued in America. No Puritan dared go
farther than did the good Episcopalian Sir Thomas<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[233]</SPAN></span>
Dale. For irreverence to "any Preacher or Minister
of Gods Holy Word" the offender was to be
whipped three times and thrice to ask public forgiveness.
Any one who persistently refused to be
instructed and catechized could be whipped every
day. Rigidly were all forced to attend the Sunday
exercises.</p>
<p>There is one name which must appear constantly
on the pages of any history of New England of the
half century from 1680 to 1728,—that of Cotton
Mather. This reference is due him not only
because he was prominent in the history of those
years, but because he is the preserver of that
history for us. From his multitudinous pages—full
though they be of extraordinary religious sentiments,
strained metaphors, and unmistakable slang—we
also gain much to show us the life of his day.
The man himself was not only a Puritan of the
Puritans, but the personification of a passionate desire
to do good. This constant thought for others
and wish to benefit them frequently led him to perform
deeds which were certainly officious, ill-timed,
and unwelcome, though inspired by noble motives.</p>
<p>His son Samuel wrote a life of him, which has justly
been characterized by Professor Barrett Wendell as
the most colorless book in the English language;
but even from those bleached and dried pages we<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[234]</SPAN></span>
learn of Cotton Mather's love of his children, and
his earnest desire for their education and salvation.
His son's words may be given as evidently
truthful:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"He began betimes to entertain them with delightful
stories, especially Scriptural ones; and he would ever conclude
with some lesson of piety bidding them to learn that
lesson from the story. Thus every day at the table he
used himself to tell some entertaining tale before he rose;
and endeavor to make it useful to the olive plants about the
table. When his children accidentally at any time came in
his way, it was his custom to let fall some sentence or
other that might be monitory or profitable to them.</p>
<p>"He betimes tried to engage his children in exercises of
piety, and especially secret prayer.... He would often
call upon them, 'Child, don't you forget every day to go
alone and pray as I have directed you.' He betimes
endeavoured to form in his children a temper of kindness.
He would put them upon doing services and kindnesses for
one another and other children. He would applaud them
when he saw them delight in it. He would upbraid all
aversion to it. He would caution them exquisitely against
all revenges of injuries and would instruct them to return
good offices for evil ones.... He would let them discover
he was not satisfied, except when they had a sweetness
of temper shining in them."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>His thought for the young did not cease with
those of his own family; he never failed to instil<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[235]</SPAN></span>
good lessons everywhere; and a special habit of his
on visiting any town was to beg a holiday for the
school children, asking them to perform some religious
task in return.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 450px;"><SPAN name="char" id="char"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i076.jpg" width-obs="450" height-obs="500" alt="hesselius" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Charlotte and Elizabeth Hesselius</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>Another Puritan preacher, Rev. Ezekiel Rogers,
was so laden with the fruit of the tree of knowledge
that "he stoopt for the very children to pick off the
apple ready to drop into their mouths." When
they came to his study, he would examine them,
"How they walked with God? How they spent
their time, what good books they read? Whether
they prayed without ceasing?" He wrote to a
brother minister in 1657:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"Do your children and family grow more godly? I
find greatest trouble and grief about the rising generation.
Young people are little stirred here; but they strengthen
one another in evil by example and by counsel. Much
ado have I with my own family; hard to get a servant
that is glad of catechizing or family duties. I had a rare
blessing of servants in Yorkshire, and those that I brought
over were a blessing, but the young brood doth much afflict
me. Even the children of the godly here, and elsewhere
make a woful proof."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>These ministers lived at a time when New England
Puritanism in its extreme type was coming to
a close; but parents and households thus reared
clung more rigidly and exactly to it and instilled<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[236]</SPAN></span>
in it a fervent hope of giving permanency to what
seemed to their sad eyes in danger of being wholly
thrust aside and lost. Such religionists were both
Cotton Mather and Samuel Sewall, "true New-English
Christians" they called and deemed themselves.
They were very gentle with their children;
but a profound anxiety for the welfare of those
young souls made them most cruel in the intensity
of their teaching and warning; especially displeasing
to modern modes of thought are their constant
reminders of death.</p>
<p>When Cotton Mather's little daughter was but
four years old he made this entry in his diary:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"I took my little daughter Katy into my Study and
then I told my child I am to dye Shortly and shee must,
when I am Dead, remember Everything I now said unto
her. I sett before her the sinful Condition of her Nature,
and I charged her to pray in Secret Places every Day.
That God for the sake of Jesus Christ would give her a
New Heart. I gave her to understand that when I am
taken from her she must look to meet with more humbling
Afflictions than she does now she has a Tender Father to
provide for her."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The vanity of all such painful instruction, harrowing
to the father and terrifying to the child, is
shown in the sequel. Cotton Mather did not die
till thirty years afterward, and long survived the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[237]</SPAN></span>
tender little blossom that he loved yet blighted with
the chill and dread of death.</p>
<p>The pages of Judge Sewall's diary sadly prove
his performance of what he believed to be his duty
to his children, just as the entries show the bewilderment
and terror of his children under his teachings.
Elizabeth Sewall was the most timid and fearful of
them all; a frightened child, a retiring girl, a vacillating
sweetheart, an unwilling bride, she became
the mother of eight children; but always suffered
from morbid introspection, and overwhelming fear
of death and the future life, until at the age of thirty-five
her father sadly wrote, "God has delivered her
now from all her fears."</p>
<p>The process which developed this unhappy nature
is plainly shown by many entries in the
diary. This was when she was about five years
old:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"It falls to my daughter Elizabeth's Share to read the
24 of Isaiah which she doth with many Tears not being
very well and the Contents of the Chapter and Sympathy
with her draw Tears from me also."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The terrible verses telling of God's judgment on
the land, of fear, of the pit, of the snare, of emptiness
and waste, of destruction and desolation, must
have sunk deep into the heart of the sick child, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[238]</SPAN></span>
produced the condition shown by this entry when
she was a few years older:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"When I came in, past 7 at night, my wife met me in
the Entry and told me Betty had surprised them. I was
surprised with the Abruptness of the Relation. It seems
Betty Sewall had given some signs of dejection and sorrow;
but a little while after dinner she burst into an amazing
cry which caus'd all the family to cry too. Her Mother
ask'd the Reason, she gave none; at last said she was
afraid she should go to Hell, her Sins were not pardon'd.
She was first wounded by my reading a sermon of Mr.
Norton's; Text, Ye shall seek me and shall not find me.
And these words in the Sermon, Ye shall seek me and die
in your Sins, ran in her Mind and terrified her greatly.
And staying at home, she read out of Mr. Cotton Mather—Why
hath Satan filled thy Heart? which increas'd her
Fear. Her Mother asked her whether she pray'd. She
answered Yes, but fear'd her prayers were not heard,
because her sins were not pardoned."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Poor little wounded Betty! her fear that she
should go to hell because she, like Spira, was not
elected, was answered by her father who, having led
her into this sad state, was but ill-fitted to comfort
her. Both prayed with bitter tears, and he says
mournfully, "I hope God heard us." Hell, Satan,
eternal damnation, everlasting torments, were ever
held up before these Puritan children. We could<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[239]</SPAN></span>
truthfully paraphrase Wordsworth's beautiful line
"Heaven lies about us in our infancy," and say of
these Boston children, "Hell lay about them in
their infancy." The lists in their books of the
proper names in the Bible had an accompanying list—that
of names of the devil.</p>
<p>A most painfully explicit account of one of the
ultra-sensitive natures developed by these methods
is given by Cotton Mather in his most offensive
style in a short religious biography of Nathaniel
Mather. The boy died when he was nineteen years
old, but unhappily he kept a diary of his religious
sentiments and fears. He fasted often and prayed
constantly even in his sleep. He wrote out in
detail his covenant with God, and I cannot doubt
that he more than lived up to his promises, as he
did to the minute rules he laid out for his various
religious duties. Still this young Christian was full
of self-loathing, horrible conceptions of God, unbounded
dread of death, and all the horrors of a
morbid soul.</p>
<p>A letter written by an older Mather (about 1638),
when he was twelve years old, shows an ancestral
tendency to religious fears:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"Though I am thus well in body yet I question
whether my soul doth prosper as my body doth, for I perceive
yet to this very day, little <em>growth</em> in grace; and this<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[240]</SPAN></span>
makes me question whether grace be in my heart or no. I
feel also daily great unwillingness to good duties, and the
great ruling of sin in my heart; and that God is angry
with me and gives me no answers to my prayers; but
many times he even throws them down as dust in my face;
and he does not grant my continued request for the <em>spiritual
blessing of the softening of my hard heart</em>. And in all this I
could yet take some comfort but that it makes me to wonder
what God's <em>secret decree</em> concerning me may be: for I
doubt whether even God is wont to deny grace and mercy
to his chosen (though <em>uncalled</em>) when they seek unto him
by prayer for it; and therefore, seeing he doth thus deny
it to me, I think that the reason of it is most like to be
because I belong not unto <em>the election of grace</em>. I desire that
you would let me have your prayers as I doubt not but I
have them, and rest</p>
<p class="sig">"Your Son, <span class="smcap">Samuel Mather</span>."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>A strong characteristic of English folk at the
time of the settlement of the American colonies was
superstition. This showed not only in scores of
petty observances but in serious beliefs, such as
those about comets and thunder-storms. It controlled
medical practice, and was displayed in the
religious significance attributed to trifling natural
events. It was evinced in the dependence on
dreams, and the dread of portents. Naturally children
were imbued with the beliefs and fears of their<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[241]</SPAN></span>
parents, and multiplied the importance and the
terror of these notions. It can readily be seen that
religious training and thought, such as was shown in
the families of Samuel Sewall and Cotton Mather,
joined to hereditary traits and race superstitions,
could naturally produce a condition of mind and
judgment which would permit such an episode as
that known as the Salem Witchcraft. Nor is it
anything but natural to find that those two prominent
Bostonians took such important parts in the
progress of that tragedy.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord" style="width: 457px;"><SPAN name="spooner" id="spooner"></SPAN>
<ANTIMG src="images/i077.jpg" width-obs="457" height-obs="600" alt="Spooner" />
<div class="caption"><p class="center">Charles Spooner Cary, Eight Years Old, 1786</p>
</div>
</div>
<p>It was my intent to devote a chapter of this book
to the results of the study of the part borne by
children in that sad tale of psychological phenomena
and religious fanaticism. The study proved most
fascinating, and research was faithfully made; but
a stronger desire was that children might find some
pleasure in these pages in reading of the child life
of their forbears. Such a chapter could neither be
profitable to the child nor comprehended by him,
nor would it be to the taste of parents of the present
day. It was a sad tale, but was not peculiar to
Salem nor to New England. The Salem and
Boston settlers came largely from the English
counties of Suffolk and Essex, where witches and
witch-hunters and witch-finders abounded, and Salem
children and parents had seen in their English<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[242]</SPAN></span>
homes or heard the tales of hundreds of similar
obsessions and possessions.</p>
<p>New England children were instilled with a
familiarity with death in still another way than
through talking and reading of it. Their presence
at funerals was universal. A funeral in those days
had an entirely different status as a ceremony from
to-day. It was a social function as well as a solemn
one; it was a reunion of friends and kinsfolk, a
ceremonial of much expense and pomp, a scene of
much feasting and drinking.</p>
<p>Judge Sewall tells of the attendance of his little
children when five and six years old at funerals.
When Rev. Thomas Shepherd was buried "scholars
went before the Herse" at the funeral. Sargent,
in his <cite>Dealings with the Dead</cite>, tells of country
funerals in the days of his youth:—</p>
<blockquote>
<p>"When I was a boy and at an academy in the country
everybody went to everybody's funeral in the village. The
population was small, funerals rare; the preceptor's absence
would have excited remark and the boys were dismissed
for the funeral.... A clergyman told me that
when he was settled at Concord, N.H., he officiated at
the funeral of a little boy. The body was borne in a
chaise, and six little nominal pall-bearers, the oldest not
thirteen, walked by the side of the vehicle. Before they
left the house a sort of master of ceremonies took them<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[243]</SPAN></span>
to the table and mixed a tumbler of gin, sugar and water
for each."</p>
</blockquote>
<p>A crisis was reached in Boston when funerals had
to be prohibited on Sundays because the vast concourse
of children and servants that followed the
coffin through the streets became a noisy rabble
that profaned the sacred day.</p>
<p>Little girls were pall-bearers also at the funerals
of their childish mates, and young unmarried girls
at those of their companions. Dressed in white
with uncovered heads, or veiled in white, these
little girls made a touching sight.</p>
<p>Religious expression naturally found its highest
point in Puritan communities in the strict and
decorous observance of Sunday. Stern were the
laws in ordering this observance. Fines, imprisonment,
and stripes on the naked back were dealt out
rigorously for Sabbath-breaking. The New Haven
Code of Laws with still greater severity enjoined that
profanation of the Lord's Day, if done "proudly
and with a high hand against the authority of God,"
should be punished with death. This rigid observance
fell with special force and restriction on
children. A loved poet, Oliver Wendell Holmes,
wrote of the day:—</p>
<div class="poem">
<span class="i0">"Hush, 'tis the Sabbath's silence-stricken morn,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">No feet must wander through the tasselled corn,<br/></span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[244]</SPAN></span>
<span class="i1">No merry children laugh around the door,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">No idle playthings strew the sanded floor.<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The law of Moses lays its awful ban<br/></span>
<span class="i1">On all that stirs. Here comes the Tithing-man."<br/></span></div>
<p>There were many public offices in colonial times
which we do not have to-day, for we do not need
them. One of these is that of tithing-man; he
was a town officer, and had several neighboring
families under his charge, usually ten, as the word
"tithing" would signify. He enforced the learning
of the church catechism in these ten homes, visited
the houses, and heard the children recite their catechism.
These ten families he watched specially on
Sundays to see whether they attended church, and
did not loiter on the way. In some Massachusetts
towns he watched on week days to keep "boys and
all persons from swimming in the water." Ten
families with many boys must have kept him busy
on hot August days. He inspected taverns, reported
disorderly persons, and forbade the sale of
intoxicating liquor to them. He administered the
"oath of fidelity" to new citizens, and warned
undesirable visitors and wanderers to leave the town.
He could arrest persons who ran or rode at too
fast a pace when going to meeting on Sunday, or
who took unnecessary rides on Sunday, or otherwise
broke the Sunday laws.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[245]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Within the meeting-house he kept order by beating
out dogs, correcting unruly and noisy boys, and
waking those who slept. He sometimes walked up
and down the church aisles, carrying a stick which
had a knob on one end, and a dangling foxtail on
the other, tapping the boys on the head with the
knob end of the stick, and tickling the face of
sleeping church attendants with the foxtail. Some
churches had tithing-men until this century.</p>
<p>A Puritanical regard of the Sabbath still lingers in
our New England towns. There are many Christian
old gentlemen still living of whom such an
anecdote as this of old Deacon Davis of Westborough
might be told. A grandson walked to
church with him one Sabbath morning and a gray
squirrel ran across the road. The child, delighted,
pointed out the beautiful little creature to his grandfather.
A sharp twist of the ear was the old Puritan's
rejoinder, and the caustic words that "squirrels
were not to be spoken of on the Lord's Day."</p>
<p>With all the religious restriction, and all the
religious instruction, with the everyday repression
of youth and the special Sabbath-day rigidity of
laws, it is somewhat a surprise to the reader of the
original sources of history to find that girls sometimes
laughed, and boys behaved very badly in
meeting. The latter condition would be more surprising<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[246]</SPAN></span>
to us did we not see so plainly that the
method of "seating the meeting" in colonial days
was not calculated to produce or maintain order.
Boys were not separated from each other into
various pews in the company of their parents as
to-day; they were all huddled together in any undignified
or uncomfortable seats. In Salem, in
1676, it was ordered that all the boys of the town
"sitt upon ye three paire of stairs in ye meeting-house";
and two citizens were deputed to assist the
tithing-man in controlling them and watching them,
and if any proved unruly "to psent their names
as the law directs." Sometimes they were seated
on the pulpit stairs, under the eyes of the entire
audience; more frequently in a "boys pue" in a
high gallery remote from all other Christians, the
"wretched boys" were set off as though they were
religious lepers.</p>
<p>In Dorchester the boys could not keep still in
meeting; the selectmen had to appoint some "meet
person to inspect the boys in the meeting house in
time of divine service." These guardians had to
tarry at noon and "prevent disorder" then. By
1776 the boys were so turbulent, the spirit of
independence was so rife and riotous, that six men
had to be appointed to keep order, and they had
authority to "give proper discipline" if necessary.</p>
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<div class="caption"><p class="center">Margaret Graves Cary, Fourteen Years Old, 1786</p>
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<p>It is not necessary to multiply examples of the
badness of the boys, nor of the unsophisticated artlessness
of their parents. Scores of old town and
church records give ample proof of the traits of
both fathers and sons. These accounts are often
as amusing as they are surprising in their hopelessness.
The natural remedy of the isolation of the
inventors of mischief, and separation of conspirators
and quarrellers, did not enter the brains of our
simple old forefathers for over a century. Indeed,
these "Devil's play-houses," as Dr. Porter called
them, were not entirely abolished until fifty years
ago. The town of Windsor, Connecticut,
suffered and suffered from
"boys pews" until
the year
1845.</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[248]</SPAN></span></p>
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