THE SETTLEMENT OF GERMANTOWN
IT was near about this time that a company of
German people bought from William Penn many
thousand acres of land, and began to build a town
 beyond us a few miles, as if it was in their minds to
rival our city of Philadelphia.
Germantown was the name of the settlement, and
Jethro and I were fair wild with envy when straightway
these people built a grist mill, for we had no such
luxury, and, in my mind, I cast reproach upon our
people for having thus allowed men who had but just
come into the country to outstrip us.
What made the matter worse, from my point of
view, was that our people were forced to carry their
grain to the Germantown mill, unless they were minded
to grind it by hand, and thus did it seem as if we of
Philadelphia were already willing to confess that
these Germans could force us to go to them, when it
should have been in other way around, because of
our having been longer in the country.
The name of the chief man in this settlement of
 Germantown, was Pastorius, and he was said to be
very learned, speaking no fewer than seven languages,
without counting the Indian tongue, which he may
have picked up after coming to this country.
He, meaning this Francis Pastorius, was not a
Friend, neither did he worship God according to the
religion of Germany or England; but was, as father
said, a seeker after strange gods, calling himself a
Pietist, which, as nearly as I can make out, is the
same as if he had said he was more inclined to piety,
or religion, than were others.
However odd these settlers of Germantown may
have been in their religion, father insists that they
were good neighbors, and it was well we should have
such as they come among us. There were thirteen
families in this new village, and each had a house
built in the middle of a three-acre lot of land, on which
they straightway set about planting flax, for these
people were said to be remarkably good weavers.
If it had not been that they had a grist mill in their
settlement, thereby outstripping us of Philadelphia,
I should have been more kindly disposed toward
them; but there was some little satisfaction in the
fact that it was a Friend who had built the mill, and
one who went regularly to our meeting; therefore
these Pietists could not take to themselves so very
much in the way of credit.