A half-century of conflict. France and England in North America. Part ...

1745.] WILLIAM PEPPERRELL. 73him, and wrote that he would gladly have given himthe chief command, but for his gouty legs. Wentworthtook fire at the suggestion, forgot his gout,and declared himself ready to serve his country andassume the burden of command. The position wasawkward, and Shirley was forced to reply," On communicatingyour offer to two or three gentlemen inwhose judgment I most confide, I found them clearlyof opinion that any alteration of the present commandwould be attended with great risk,both with respectto our Assembly and the soldiers being entirelydisgusted." 1The painter Smibert has left us a portrait ofPepperrell,— a good bourgeois face, not withoutdignity, though with no suggestion of the soldier.His spacious house at Kittery Point still stands,sound and firm, though curtailed in some of its proportions.Not far distant is another noted relic ofcolonial times, the not less spacious mansion builtby the disappointed Wentworth at Little Harbor. Iwrite these lines at a window of this curious oldhouse, and before me spreads the scene familiar toPepperrell from childhood. Here the river Piscataquawidens to join the sea, holding in its gaping mouththe large island ofNewcastle, with attendant groupsof islets and island rocks, battered with the rack ofages, studded with dwarf savins, or half clad withpatches of whortleberry bushes, sumach, and the shiningwax-myrtle, green in summer, red with the touch1 Shirley to Wentworth, IG February, 1745.