IT was during this summer, when Captain Pierce
brought the Lyon to us for the third time, that Mistress
Winthrop, the Governor's wife came over.
John Eliot, the preacher, was also one of the pas-
sengers, and they had even a. longer voyage than had
we in the Arabella.
 The Lyon left Southampton about the middle of
August, and did not arrive here until the fourth of
November, when she came to anchor off Nantasket.
Then indeed did we have a week of rejoicing, sharing
in the Governor's gladness that his family was with him
once more. All those who could get boats to convey
them, went down off Nantasket, and when Mistress
Winthrop stepped ashore at the foot of our cove, she
was honored by volleys from all the firearms in the
During three days that followed, it was as if the
people believed Master Winthrop and his loved ones
were in danger of starvation, for, from the highest to
the lowest in the town, each brou ght some gift of food,
 such as fat hogs, goats, deer meat, geese, partridges,—
in fact, anything that could be eaten, save clams, fish,
and lobsters, of which we had already more than plenty
enough to dull one's appetite for such eating.
Those who read what I have here set down, may
charge me with speaking overly much concerning what
we had to eat, and yet I question whether any of our
company who passed through the famine of the year
of 1630, and the pinching times of 1631 and 1632,
could do otherwise than dwell upon our store of food.
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