Chapter 2: Springtime

Rebecca was walking home from work one spring day. She started to run. She was very excited to get home. That day her family had started planting their corn, carrots, beets, and cabbage. Even her married siblings were there to help. Rebecca wanted to help them too, before the sun set. She ran through the cobblestone streets of Boston, which she had grown to know very well in the last two months. Hanover Street, Tremont Street, Boylston Street, St. James Avenue, she thought as she ran. Each street was crowded with people, as well as horses and buggies. She carefully slipped through the crowded streets, still running, until she reached the dirt road that led home. Out of breath, she walked until she reached the door of her house. She threw the door open. Rachel charged over, almost knocking Rebecca over. “A baby!” she screamed. “Josie is going to have a baby!”
“Oh, Rachel!” Rebecca called. “Josie!” she then called, escaping from Rachel’s embrace into Josie’s.
“Is it not wonderful, Rebecca? I am going to have a baby!” her big sister Josie exclaimed.

“Yes, it is wonderful! Baby number one!” Rebecca called.

“Now Mother and Josie are both pregnant!” Sarah yelled.

“Yes, Sarah!” Rebecca called, laughing, “What a special spring!”

“Where will we go to plant next, Rebecca?” Sarah asked.

“We will be going over to Daniel and Josie’s on Thursday,” Rebecca explained. “And Jacob and Marie’s on Monday,” she continued. “I love planting time! We get to see everybody!”

“Everyone except Gabriel,” Mother quietly stated. Gabriel had left them three years ago. He had gone to South Carolina in search of gold and adventure. They all were very sad. They did not know if he would ever come back. They had received very few letters from him.

“At least we get to see Josie and Daniel, and Jacob and Marie,” Rebecca said calmly, referring to her married siblings and their spouses. Mother nodded.

“Josie have a baby! Josie have a baby!” Rebecca’s three-year-old sister Ruth chimed.

“Hooray! Hooray!” Ben and Matthew yelled. It was a great night at the Peters home.

Rebecca went back to the Bradley’s the next day. When the day was over, Rebecca ran happily home, except it was more of a jog this time. The town was even busier, especially at the general store where people were buying seed. Rebecca was very glad that she had not taken the position as clerk there earlier in the year. She wondered how she would be handling the stress of this particular day. It was then that Rebecca spotted a distinctive light-blue gingham bonnet, one that she knew well, in front of the general store. Sure enough, the lady wearing the bonnet was Marie, her brother Jacob’s wife, who was waiting with her two children. “Aunt Rebecca!” the children called as they turned to see her.

“Joseph! Hannah!” Rebecca called back, giving them big hugs.

“Rebecca, we wondered if we would see you in town,” Marie said.

“Hi, Sis!” called Jacob as he exited the store.

“Hi, Jacob!” she said, her blue eyes dancing in the sunlight. “Will you be at Daniel and Josie’s tomorrow?”

“Yes, we will,” Marie replied. “We would never give up a chance to be with family.” They continued to chat about their busy lives, the children, and the crops. Rebecca suddenly remembered that she should be going home.

“Goodbye, Jacob, Marie, Joseph, and Hannah!” she said, giving them all hugs.

“Goodbye!” they called as she ran away. She ran as fast as she could. She zoomed past the shops, buildings, and people.

“Slow down, young lady!” an old man called after her, “Or else you will bump into something!” She was going too fast to hear correctly what he was saying, or if he was talking to her. She charged down every street until she reached her dirt road. She slowly jogged, too tired to do anything more.

Finally she reached home. As soon as she opened the door, Annie called, “Rebecca! We got a letter from Gabriel!” Rebecca was thrilled; this was only the fourth letter they had gotten since he had left them. “Mother said we would read it when you got home!”

After greeting Rebecca, Mother grabbed the letter and read it in all of their hearing.


   April 3, 1843

To my most honoured family,

I can not keep my news from you. I am now engaged to the love of my life, Rose Andrews. She is a lovely girl of seventeen years. She is a school teacher. She is perfect. You would love her, just as I do.

I hope all my beloved siblings are doing well. Do I have another? I am just making sure.

I have been searching for gold, but I have not found any yet. I hope I will find some soon. I am living in a mining cabin, and I hope to have a better house when I marry Rose in the fall.

I am very busy, so I can not write much. I hope you will reply to my letter quickly. I hope you have had more success than I have had. But even if I do not find gold, I have my fiancee Rose. She alone is worth the trip to Carolina.


Your son and brother,


They all looked at Mother, shocked at Gabriel’s news. They were all delighted. That night in bed Annie said to Rebecca, “Do you think we will ever meet Rose?”

“I do not know,” Rebecca replied, and she fell asleep.

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A Bostom Adventure–Chapter 1: Rebecca’s New Job

In the early spring of 1843, there was a kind Christian family who lived outside the city of Boston. There was Father, Mother, and their twelve children: Jacob, Gabriel, Josie, Amelia, Joshua, Rebecca, Annie, Sarah, Rachel, Matthew, Benjamin, and Ruth. One night Mother came through the door and groaned, “Amelia. Help. I need to get to bed,” as she grabbed a wooden chair.

“Mother! What is wrong?” Rebecca called, leaping up from the butter churn.

“Get Amelia,” Mother uttered.

“Matthew, get Amelia!” Rebecca called to her little brother who had appeared in the doorway.

“Why?” asked Matthew.

“Don’t ask! Just get Amelia!” Rebecca called. Matthew sensed the urgency in her voice, so he ran up the old wooden stairs. Rebecca looked at her mother’s strained face. She was pale and sickly. Amelia, Matthew, Sarah, Rachel, and Ruth all ran down the stairs. Amelia, at twenty-one, was the oldest daughter living at home.

“Mother, what is wrong?” Amelia asked.

“I a-a-am ve-ery si-ick,” stuttered Mother. “Get me-e to to be-ed,” she moaned. Soon they had her in bed resting. Father came home that night.

“Father!” Sarah called. “Mother is very sick!”

“What is wrong with her?” Father worriedly asked.

“She has a stomach sickness. She thinks she is pregnant again,” Amelia replied.

“Really? Really?” voices chimed.

“Yes,” Amelia replied.

“I hope this sickness is for a baby,” Rebecca whispered as the whole family chattered.

The next day, Rebecca woke up to a knock on the bedroom door. She crept out of the bed that she shared with Amelia and Annie, and toward the door, with chill all around her. She opened the wooden door and there was Father.

“Rebecca, I’m glad it is you,” he started. “I need to talk to you.”

“What, Father?” Rebecca asked, carefully closing the creaky wooden door and stepping down to the top step.

“I need you to do a favor for me and your mother and the whole entire family,” he said. “I need you to make some money.” Rebecca was shocked. Her blue eyes widened under her white nightcap. “You can help a lady in the city, named Mrs. Bradley, with her young children, be a clerk at the general store, or take over your mother’s sewing job which she is now unable to keep,” Father said.

“So Mother cannot sew and she needs me to make money?” Rebecca asked.

“Correct. What do you think?” Father replied.

“Well, I don’t like the sound of being a clerk, and I know I do not want to sew,” Rebecca answered.

“What about helping Mrs. Bradley?” Father asked.

“I will do it, for Mother,” Rebecca answered. “I love little ones. How many children does she have?”


“What ages are they?”

“Three, one, and one.”

“Are the youngest ones twins?”

“Yes. That is why their mother needs help.”

“When does Mrs. Bradley want me to start?”

“Monday. I’ll tell Mrs. Bradley today. I am proud of you, dear.” And Rebecca followed her Father down the stairs. Thoughts raced through her mind. Amelia will have to keep the home and watch the children, and Joshua is an apprentice, so I am counted on to make up for Mother. Her thoughts slowed as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

Monday came, and Rebecca leaped out of bed. She charged over to the bureau. “Oh, it’s your first day!” Annie called.

“Yes, I am excited!” Rebecca responded. Annie quickly helped Rebecca button her red cotton dress. Rebecca pulled on her clean cotton stockings and grabbed her black cotton coat, old leather shoes, and her white bonnet. Then she helped Annie button her dress. “Thank you for taking over the chores for me,” Rebecca said.

“Oh, you’re welcome,” Annie answered. “If you didn’t work, I would have to.”

“Rebecca, Annie, come on! Breakfast is hot!” Amelia called from the bottom of the stairs.

The girls came running down the stairs. After a good breakfast of hotcakes, Rebecca ran out the door and to the wagon.

“Good morning, Father!” she called.

“Good morning, Rebecca,” he replied as he helped her into the wagon. Her father drove her to his blacksmith shop. Then she walked twelve blocks to the Bradley house. It was a tall brick home with many windows and a large front door. Rebecca knocked on the door. Soon a tall lady with a long red dress and light brown hair in a bun greeted her.

“You must be Miss Peters. I am Mrs. Bradley,” she stated as she led Rebecca inside. The small foyer led way to a narrow hallway. It was white painted brick. Rebecca hung her coat and bonnet on the rack at the end of the hallway. Looking through the doorway beside her she saw a forest green room with two wooden cribs and a small bed. Three children sat in the middle of the room playing with their wooden toys. “This is the nursery,” Mrs. Bradley said as they entered.

“Hello. What is your name?” Rebecca asked the oldest girl.

“Bethany. Who are you?” the girl asked.

“This is Miss Peters,” Mrs. Bradley stated. “She is here to help Mother.” Then Mrs. Bradley introduced her to Hope and Lydia, the one-year-old twins.

Rebecca enjoyed helping Mrs. Bradley. The hours passed quickly, and soon the day was over. Mrs. Bradley walked her to the door. “How do you like working for me?” Mrs. Bradley asked.

“I like it,” Rebecca replied.

“I am glad. I shall see you tomorrow,” Mrs. Bradley said, and she shut the door. Rebecca left and went home. She told all of her family about her good day. Everyone was glad it went well. As Rebecca lay in bed that night, she wondered, Will tomorrow be good? I can not know. It is in God’s hands.

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I am a new girl
With a new heart
A fresh beginning
A new start

I’ve been saved
I’ve been redeemed
Through His blood
I have been cleaned

He has freed me
Now I see
All the things
He has done for me