THE WELCOME TO PENN
WE of Philadelphia had broken our fast some
time before the sun gave any sign of rising, and when
we had waited with more or less patience a full two
hours, three Indians were sent down river in a canoe
to learn if the ship was on her way.
The messengers were hardly more than out of
sight before a large boat came within view, in which
 were a dozen or more men, and surely William Penn
must have been pleased by the warmth of the welcome
we were able to give him.
All who had firearms discharged them in the air,
Indians as well as white men, and those who could
not make a noise in such manner shouted at the full
strength of their lungs, until the uproar was so great
that I can well fancy the animals in the forest were
We knew it was our governor approaching, because
of the number in the boat, and, besides, many of our
 people, including my father, had met him face to face.
He must have known we were waiting to give him
greeting, for he came to shore near where we were
standing, but more than this about his coming for
the first time into his own city I cannot say, because
of the chief men of our new town, my father among
others, straightway entering the half-finished tavern
in company with the governor.
We lads were not allowed to go into the presence
of the owner of the city with our elders, but perforce
remained outside, and I am not certain but we enjoyed
ourselves to a much greater extent than if we had been
listening to conversation of which we could not
understand overly much.