Newbury, June, ye 1st, 1678.
To-day, Sir Thomas took his leave of us, being
about to go back to Boston. Cousin Rebecca is, I being
see, much taken with his outside Bravery and Courtliness,
yet she hath confessed to me that her sober Judgment
doth greatlie incline her towards her old Friend
and Neighbor, Robert Pike. She hath even said that
she doubted not she could live a quieter and happier
Life with him than with such an one as Sir Thomas
and that the Words of the Quaker Maid, whom we
met at the spring on the river side, had disquieted he
not a little, inasmuch as they did seem to confirm he
own Fears and Misgivings. But her fancy is so bedazzled
with the goodlie show of her Suitor, that
much fear he can have her for the asking, especially
as her Father, to my knowledge, doth greatly favor
him. And, indeed, by reason of her gracious Manner
witty and pleasant Discoursing, excellent Breeding
and Dignitie, she would doe no discredit to the Choice
of one far higher than this young Gentleman in estate
and rank.
