ncerning
them, that He who hath raised me to love them more than many
others will also raise His seed in them unto which my love is.
Nevertheless, though they be called Turks, the seed of them is
near unto God, and their kindness hath in some measure been
shewn towards His servants. After the word of the Lord was
declared unto them, they would willingly have me to stay in the
country, and when they could not prevail with me, they
proffered me a man and a horse to go five days' journey that was
to Constantinople, but I refused and came safe from them. The
English are more bad, most of them, yet hath a good word gone
through them, and some have received it, but they are few: so I
rest with my dear love to you all--Your dear sister, MARY
FISHER.'

VI

Forty years later, in 1697, an aged woman was yet alive at Charlestown
in America, who was still remembered as the heroine of the famous
journey so many years before. Although twice widowed since then, and
now with children and grandchildren around her, she was spoken of to
the end by her maiden name. A shipwrecked visitor from the other side
of the Atlantic describes her in his letters home as 'one whose name
you have heard of, Mary Fisher, she that spoke to the Grand Turk.'

In the dwelling of that ancient widow, however old she grew, however
many other relics she kept--remembrances of her two husbands, of
children and grandchildren--between the pages of her well-worn Bible
was there not always one pressed sprig of the fadeless sea-lavender
that grows on the rocky shores of the Black Mountain? And, somewhere
or other, in the drawer of an inlaid cabinet or work-table there must
have been also one precious packet, carefully tied up with ribbon and
silver paper, in which some favourite grandchild, allowed for a treat
to open it, would find, to her indescribable delight, a little
tasselled pair of Turkish

SILVER SLIPPERS.

FOOTNOTES:

[39] A certain Englishman, Paul Rycaut by name, has left a description
of this encampment as he saw it on his visit a short time afterwards.
'The tents were raised on a small hill, and about 2000 in number,
ranged at that time without order, only the Grand Signior's seemed to
be in the midst to overtop all the rest, well worthy observation,
costing (as was reported) 180,000 dollars, richly embroidered in the
inside with gold. Within the walls of this tent (as I may so