A Quaint Letter of Long Ago
Read a letter from the average boy of 19
today. Then compare it with this one, written to his thirteen
year old sister Marcia by Robert Pinckney Dunlap, afterwards
Governor of Maine. There must have been a decided change in the
last century or more, either in the art of letter writing, or
human nature and it is exceedingly doubtful if it is the latter.
Brunswick, May 19th, 1813.
Dear Sister:
We learn with much satisfaction by your
letter that you are so well contented, and as you appear to be
sensible of the advantages you enjoy, I trust your improvement
(in the various branches to which your attention shall be
called) will coequal these advantages. In the path of science
you may meet with obstacles, which (for the moment) appear
impossible to surmount; but when you find you have become in one
instance victorious, every impediment as it were vanishes; and
nothing but perseverance and industry are requisite to cause you
to glide pleasantly in the gentle stream of learning.
As curiosity is natural to the mind and,
as you observe, you contemplate speedily commencing Geography, I
trust that this principle will have its full extent, and that
your knowledge of this branch, though it may be limited, may be
laid on a foundation upon which you may build at your leisure. I
must confess that this study has offered me much pleasure and
delight, whilst I hope that the gratification you will
experience from pursuing it will be congenial with mine.
I trust you will pay the strictest
attention to your music, for no accomplishment graces a young
lady more than this, and though it is not to be expected that
you can perfect yourself during your residence in Portland, yet
by obtaining its fundamental principles correctly from those
ladies under whose care you are placed, in process of time your
advancement will be such that in attending to it you can blend
amusement with instruction. My remarks on this are not made from
experience but from observation.
Far be it from me even to convey the
idea that you should neglect your other studies and pay your
undivided attention to Geography and Music. Every branch demands
a share of your time, and by giving to each a proper portion
none becomes dry and insipid; but the satisfaction you
experience from pursuing them as it were conjointly tends to
cheer and exhilarate your efforts. Jane has sent by Rev. Kellog
what you mentioned in your letter. Nothing has transpired of
importance since you left us.
Excuse all errors of grammar and
punctuation as I write in haste. Respects of all friends.
Whilst I remain with sentiments of
esteem your affectionate brother,
Robt. Dunlap.
Robert Pinckney Dunlap, tenth Governor
of Maine, serving four years from 1834 to 1838, came of pioneer
stock. Governor Dunlap was born in Brunswick, and he lived and
died there. His grandfather, Rev. Robert Dunlap, was the first
"settled minister" of Brunswick, as the phrase went in those
days.
Rev. Robert Dunlap was a ''zealous
divine of the Presbyterian faith. He was born in the north of
Ireland. He had a strong taste for scientific studies. At the
age of nineteen years he entered the University of Edinburgh. He
studied theology and was licensed to preach. In 1736, with his
family, he started for America. Ninety miles southeast of Cape
Breton, a gale drove the ship on the Isle of Sable and wrecked
it. Of the two hundred persons on board, ninety-six were
drowned. One of Mrs. Dunlap's little children was washed from
her arms. Though the ship was an entire loss, one of the
long-boats was saved, and the survivors repaired it as best they
could with no better materials than some flax and candles which
had been blown ashore from the cargo of the sunken ship. In this
fragile craft they put off, and succeeded in reaching the Isle
of Canso, 27 leagues distant. By the Governor's orders they were
taken from there in a small fishing boat and landed at Cape Ann.
Robert Dunlap went from there to Boston,
where he made the acquaintance of some noted preachers of his
time, and later was ordained to the ministry.
In 1747 he took charge of the parish in
Brunswick. This was during the period of the Indian wars.
Continually on guard against savages, no isolated community
dwelt in safety. On their arrival at Brunswick, the Dunlaps
lived for a time in the garrison house. Rev. Robert Dunlap
preached at the church at New Meadows, and an armed escort,
consisting of a group of his neighbors, accompanied him there
every time he held a service.
In colonial times, too much gaiety,
either of dress or demeanor, was severely frowned upon,
especially in a minister's family. One law of the church, from
which practically every law emanated, allowed a minister to wear
finer clothing than his wife.
One day Mrs. Dunlap received a gift of a
cloak from her old home. Back in Ireland, the mother, no doubt
thinking fondly all the time of the pleasure it would give, had
with her own hands spun wool from her flock of sheep, woven the
cloth and dyed it bright scarlet, soft and rich. Mrs. Dunlap's
love of dainty apparel had survived all the hardships of her
life in America. She donned the pretty cloak which was
marvelously becoming and wore it to church, where it was the
admiration of several members of the congregation. Some,
however, eyed it askance. Gay clothes and bright colors were not
in accordance with the Puritan ideas of a decorous life. So it
was not long before several deacons of the church took occasion
to call on Mrs. Dunlap and inform her that they did not consider
it seemly for a minister's wife to wear a scarlet cloak.
A difference of opinion with his flock
led to the resignation of the Rev. Robert Dunlap. In those times
every voter was taxed to support the church. To this he objected
strongly. Said he, "No man's money or rates shall ever come into
my pocket or private use in any shape as ministerial taxes in
this town, who does not adhere to my ministry."
Rev. Robert Dunlap's Bible is still in
existence, and is owned by his descendants. It was used at the
one hundred and fiftieth anniversary of the church in which he
preached.
Theda Cary Dingley
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