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Princess Mary of Maryland
Princess Mary of Maryland
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Did you know that Maryland has a real little Indian princess? Princess Mary was not as well known as Virginia’s Pocahontas, but she played an important part in Maryland’s history.

Nan Agle has told a delightful story of Little Girl. We know here from the time she rode on her mother’s back to watch the Dove sail up Pascataway Creek in 1634, bringing the first white settlers to Maryland under the command of their first governor, Leonard Calvert, to the time she married Giles Brent and became the mother of his family of children.

Both author and artist live Baltimore. Aaron Sopher has caught the spirit of early Maryland in his lovely illustrations.
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Release dateMay 19, 2020
ISBN9781839744877
Princess Mary of Maryland
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Nan Hayden Agle

Nan Hayden Agle (1905-2006) was an American author of children’s books. She was born Anna Bradford Hayden Agle in Baltimore, Maryland, to Charles Swett Hayden and Emily Spencer Hayden. She grew up in Catonsville, Maryland, where her family lived in an old stone house built in 1732. Nan’s mother was an artist and said, “Our house was large and we had lots of company—artists, writers and dancers, because they could do as they pleased and there was always plenty to eat.” She was a granddaughter of the chief editorial writer for the Baltimore Sun, Edward Spencer. She married Harold H. Cecil in 1925 and married John Agle in 1947. She was educated at Goucher College and the Maryland Institute of Art. Nan, who had always liked to draw and write, then worked as an art teacher at Friends School of Baltimore and at the Baltimore Museum of Art, and was a member of Delta Gamma sorority. She and Ellen Wilson co-authored a series of children’s books known as the Three Boys series, about the adventures of the fictional triplet boys: Abercrombie, Benjamin and Christopher. The first book of the series, Three Boys and a Lighthouse, was completed in 1951. Its success led to more stores about adventures of the triplets, with an adventure in space at the end of the series. Nan died February 14, 2006 at the age of 100 in Sykesville, Maryland. Aaron Sopher (1905-1972) was an American artist who is known for his depictions of Baltimore, United States. He attended Maryland Institute of Fine and Applied Arts, now known as the Maryland Institute College of Art. His work appeared in prominent magazines and newspapers such as Harper’s Magazine, Johns Hopkins Magazine, The Wall Street Journal, The New Yorker, and Vanity Fair. His drawings and watercolors have been featured in numerous exhibitions, including at Maryland Institute College of Art, Carnegie Institute, Corcoran Gallery of Art, Library of Congress, and New York Public Library.

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    Princess Mary of Maryland - Nan Hayden Agle

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    Publisher’s Note

    Although in most cases we have retained the Author’s original spelling and grammar to authentically reproduce the work of the Author and the original intent of such material, some additional notes and clarifications have been added for the modern reader’s benefit.

    We have also made every effort to include all maps and illustrations of the original edition the limitations of formatting do not allow of including larger maps, we will upload as many of these maps as possible.

    PRINCESS MARY OF MARYLAND

    BY

    NAN HAYDEN AGLE

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Contents

    TABLE OF CONTENTS 5

    DEDICATION 6

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS 7

    Chapter 1—A MESSENGER BRINGS NEWS 8

    Chapter 2—THE GREAT CANOE 12

    Chapter 3—A TREATY OF PEACE 16

    Chapter 4—THE CELEBRATION 20

    Chapter 5—LITTLE PRINCESS 25

    Chapter 6—A VISITOR 28

    Chapter 7—KITTAMAQUUND AND THE EVIL SPIRIT 33

    Chapter 8—A BAPTISM AND A WEDDING 36

    Chapter 9—THE TRIP TO ST. MARY’S 42

    Chapter 10—ST. MARY’S 47

    Chapter 11—BIG DOG 51

    Chapter 12—PRINCESS MARY OF MARYLAND 56

    Chapter 13—GILES BRENT 58

    Chapter 14—MARY KITTAMAQUUND BRENT 64

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR 68

    REQUEST FROM THE PUBLISHER 69

    DEDICATION

    To EMILY and CHARLES HAYDEN,

    my mother and father

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    I wish to thank Eugenia Calvert Holland of the Maryland Historical Society for introducing me to Princess Mary. My father, Charles S. Hayden, who knew a great deal about Indians. Margaret Edwards and Idaline Ratcliffe for reading and criticizing the manuscript. Marjorie and Henry Woodman who lived with the Indians and know things about them not found in books.

    The main sources I have used are Father Andrew White’s NARRATIVE OF A VOYAGE TO MARYLAND; Elizabeth Rigby’s article in the Maryland Historical Society Magazine, Maryland’s Royal Family; the Chronicles of Mistress Margaret Brent; and Henry Fleet’s Journal.

    Chapter 1—A MESSENGER BRINGS NEWS

    A LONG TIME AGO in Pascataway Village, high on a bluff overlooking the water, there lived an Indian baby named Little Girl. Around the village as far as an eagle could see there was nothing but trees—hickory, oaks straight and tall, cypress, mulberry, alder, ash, chestnut, gum, pine. And under the trees there were wild strawberries, beans, peas, and gooseberries in season. It was a good place for animals and man, with springs of fresh water to drink.

    Pascataway Village lay like a patch of mushrooms near one of the springs. The houses, made of saplings bent and tied on top and covered with bark, were all alike. But the palace where Little Girl lived was larger than the rest.

    A covey of partridges crossed the path to the spring, walking one behind the other. A squirrel in the tall pine by the palace door scolded pups playing under the lowest limbs.

    The pups tumbled, rolled, bit and snarled like big dogs at a feast.

    Little Girl, sucking on a turkey bone, toddled out of the bark palace. Her round face was covered with grease. Her chubby body, naked as a jay, glowed warm like a copper jug before the fire.

    The pups sniffed, smelled meat. They bounded after Little Girl, knocked her down and ran off with the bone.

    Aya, aya, aya, she howled, Aya.

    Such a racket!

    The partridges whirred into the air. The squirrel dashed to the top of the tree.

    Kittamaquund, Little Girl’s father, came out of the palace to see what was the matter. He was naked too, except for a narrow, fringed deerskin breechcloth which hung from a thong around his slender waist. His bronze body was lean and strong. His coarse, straight black hair was pulled back and knotted under his left ear with a dog’s tooth in it for decoration.

    Aya, aya, the baby cried again.

    Kittamaquund picked her up. He tossed her into the air until her cries changed to laughter. Kittamaquund’s fierce black eyes burned with pride, for he loved his daughter more than anything else in the world. Other warriors wanted sons. But not Kittamaquund—Little Girl filled his heart.

    Kittamaquund was an Indian brave, brother of the emperor, Uwanno, the Tayac. He was ruler of the Pascataway tribe, the Potopaco tribe, the Yaocomicoe, Chopticoe and all of the other tribes in that territory except the Anacostan.

    While Kittamaquund held Little Girl, he thought of the day when he might become emperor, for he was next in line. The Indian rule was handed down from brother to sister then to the sister’s children, beginning with Uttapoingassinen (founder of the royal line) a hundred years before.

    If Kittamaquund were ruler, Little Girl would be princess. He looked down at her tenderly and stroked her dark hair.

    All at once there was a cry overhead, Hawn, hawn!

    Wild geese. The first wild geese! Kittamaquund said. They follow the creek north. We will watch them from the bluff.

    Quickly he swung the baby up on his shoulder. Fleet as a deer he ran through the narrow strip of woods that lay between the palace and the water.

    A black

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