all into the company of
some drovers, who were driving a number of bullocks, for the use of some
privateers that lay at Rhode-island; he therefore joined them, and, after
about nine or ten miles travelling, they came to a ferry, where they
stopped at a public-house for some time, till the bullocks were taken
over; but neither the tavern-man nor drovers would suffer him to pay any
thing, they pitying his unfortunate condition: and passing over this
ferry, they came to Rhode-island.

Rhode-island, by the natives called Aquetnet, near the Narraganset Bay,
is fourteen or fifteen miles long, and four or five miles abroad. It was
first inhabited by the English in the year 1639. Those that withdrew to
this island were such as espoused the covenant of grace, and were under
great persecution from them that sided with the covenant of works. There
is a very considerable trade from Rhode-island to the sugar colonies for
butter and cheese, a sure sign of the fruitfulness and beauty of the
place, for horses, sheep, beef, pork, tallow, and timber, from which the
traders have been enriched. It is deservedly called the Paradise of New
England, for the great fruitfulness of the soil, and the temperature of
the climate, which, though it be not above fifty-five miles from Boston,
is a coat warmer in winter, and, being surrounded by the ocean, is not so
much affected in summer with the hot land-breezes as the towns on the
continent. They live in great amity with their neighbours, and, though
every man does what he thinks right in his own eyes, it is rare that any
notorious crimes are committed by them, which may be attributed in some
measure to their great veneration for the Holy Scriptures, which they all
read, from the least to the greatest, though they have neither ministers
nor magistrates to recommend it to them.

Here Mr. Carew found many of his old acquaintance, particularly one Mr.
Perkins, a stay-maker, and Mr. Gidley and his mother, who kept several
negroes for distilling rum, and Mr. Southeon Lingworthy, a pewterer, all
natives of Exeter, and one Mr. Martin, of Honiton, in Devon, they were
all very glad to see him; he telling them, that he was taken by the
Spaniards, and had escaped from prison, they treated him with very great
kindness, and gave him letters to carry to their friends in England.

From hence he went through Piscataqua and Marblehead to Boston, the
capital of New England, and the largest city in America, exce