CHAPTER XXIII.
CONCLUSION.
So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
-- BRYANT.
That strange ship _Despair_ still lingered before the headquarters of the governor, much to his annoyance.

In February, 1677, when the ships and soldiers came from England, they brought a full and free pardon for Robert Stevens and Ester Goffe.
"What power hath that strange old wizard that he leads kings as it were by the nose ?" asked the governor.
"'Fore God, I know not, governor," put in Hugh Price.

"I would rather all the rebels in Bacon's army should have escaped than this one." As Robert was about to depart from the vessel to repair his father's estates, near Jamestown, Sir Albert took him aside and said: "Money you will find in abundance for your estate.

Henceforth, take no part in the quarrels of your country.

Hot-blooded politicians bring on these quarrels, and they leave the common people to fight their battles.
The care of your sister, she who is to be your wife, and your unfortunate mother will engage all your time." "But Mr.Price, what shall I do with him ?" "Harm him not." "He will harm me, I trow." "No, not with the king's favor on you; he dare not." Robert promised to heed all the excellent advice of Sir Albert, and he set forth with his slaves and a full purse to repair the ruined estates on the James River.