YARMOUTH, ENGLAND,
1621.
SALEM, MASS.,
1692.
O Christian martyr, who for Truth could die
When all about thee owned the hideous lie,
The world, redeemed from Superstition's sway,
Is breathing freer for thy sake to-day.
I lingered a moment over these fitting lines of Whittier, whose charming home, "Oak Knoll," a short distance off, had just given me a restful pleasure. Then I walked around to the other side of the monument, where I read, with mingled feelings, the following words:—
Accused of witchcraft