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1, 1503 --Italy. At Cirie, Cello Secondo Curione
is born. He will become a reformer in Italy. At a festival where relics
were usually exhibited, he will place a copy of the Bible in the shrine
with the words, “This is the Ark of Salvation.” When it is discovered,
he will be forced to flee.
In July 1542, the bull “Licet ab Initio” will be published and which
will begin a general persecution. By August, Bernadino and Peter Martyr
will have already fled. Mr. Curione will escape when the bailiffs stand
at his very door. At that time he will be forced to leave his family and
cross the Alps.
1, 1637 --Connecticut. As the Pequod Indians have continued their
murderous outrage, the courts of Connecticut’s three infant towns
declare war. Uncas, sachem of the Mohegans, is their ally.
At Hartford, Thomas Hooker delivers the
staff of command to John Mason, and at the request of the soldiers,
Samuel Stone leads the command in importunate prayer nearly all night.
Sixty men, about one-third of the entire colony, aided by John Underhill
and twenty recruits whom Henry Vane had with forethought sent from the
Bay colony, will sail past the Thames, and desiring to reach the Pequod
fort unobserved, will enter a harbor near Wickford in the Narragansett
Bay. The following day being the Lord’s Day will be kept sacred for
worship and rest.
Early the following week, the captains of the expedition will seek the
help of the Narragansetts to accomplish their aim against the common
enemy, but the Bay Indians, knowing well the subtlety of the Pequods and
that the designs of the English will likely fail, resolve to remain
neutral. “Your design”, Miantonomoh will say, “is good, but your numbers
are too weak to brave the Pequods who have mighty chieftains and are
skillful in battle.” Another tribe along the Mystic River also declines
any aid.
The night preceding the attack, the Pequods will spend rejoicing over
their bloody assaults, and their partying will be able to be heard by
the English sentinels. But on May 26th, two hours before day, the
soldiers will set themselves in motion and as day breaks, they will make
their attack on the principal Pequod fort, which stands in a strong
position at the summit of a hill. The colonists will be fighting for the
security of their wives and children who, if they fail, will be
subjected to the scalping-knife and the tomahawk.
As they rise to attack, a watchdog barks at their approach. The Indians
awake, rally, and resist with superior forces. The fighting will be
close, hand-to-hand combat, and victory will appear evasive, when
suddenly Mr. Mason cries out, “We must burn them out!” and will cast a
firebrand to the wind which easily ignites their light mats of the
cabins. So suddenly will the fort be ablaze, the colonists will
encounter difficulty in withdrawing in order to surround the place. The
murderous Indians who succeed in climbing the palisades will be shot,
while English broadswords will cut down those attempting to make an
attack.
Six hundred Indians—men, women, and children will perish. Seven will be
captured, while seven more will make good their escape. All will be the
result of a little more than an hour. Only two soldiers will be killed.
The following morning, three hundred Pequods will
approach from a second fort and expecting to find their brethren
victorious, will be filled with horror at the conflagration. They will
stomp the ground, and tear their hair, but knowing resistance will prove
ineffectual.
The remnants of the Pequods will be hunted down being
pursued into their hiding places. About two hundred who survive will
surrender in despair and will be enslaved by the English, or
incorporated among the Mohegans and Narragansetts.
"If there be a place under high Heaven more holy
than another it is the Pulpit whence the Gospel is preached. This is
the Thermopylae of Christendom; here must the great battle be fought
between Christ's Church and the invading hosts of a wicked world.
This is the last vestige of anything sacred that is left to us. We
have no altars now; Christ is our Altar: but we have a pulpit still
left, a place which, when a man entereth, he might well put off his
shoes from his feet, for the place whereon he standeth is holy."
-Charles Spurgeon
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