Thanksgiving Part 2: Meanwhile, In an Indian Village Across the Sea . . .

Note:  Mistress Kate is a bit busy at the moment, packing for the sea voyage of a lifetime!  So, we shall pause from her narrative and take a look at what was happening in a quiet Indian village across the sea . . .
 Did you ever wonder what was on the land where your house stands  – before your house stood there?  Or what people may have lived in your home before you did?  What it might have looked like?
This is the story of a Patuxet Indian named Squanto, who once lived in a quiet tribal village in what we call Cape Cod, Massachusetts, today.  How God prepared Squanto – and the land of his village – to accomplish His purposes, causes one to reflect on the Biblical tale of Joseph in Genesis.  

Joseph was betrayed by his own brothers and sold into slavery, then rescued by God from prison and brought into a new position of calling and influence that would under-gird the birth of a nation.  Though, not quite of an equal Biblical epic proportion, Squanto’s tale and destiny was about to take a similar dramatic turn when he least expected it, earning him a starring role in our American His Story.  

“But as for you, you meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive.”
Genesis 50:20  NKJV

But, this forshadows the end of our story – and, we have yet to begin!

The scene opens in 1614 when the Patuxet Indians numbered in the thousands.  They had been living peacefully on the land they had cleared and built up for their thriving village.  Water was nearby and all things vital to their survival were readily available to them in the beauty of the Massachusetts Bay.

Now, at that time, two kinds of Englishmen had been coming to seek new homes in the new lands of America:  Separatists – Christian folks seeking religious freedom and peace, who loved God according to the teachings of the Bible rather than the traditions of men and kings; and Adventurers – men who sought to settle the new world to exploit its riches.
Captain John Smith and First Officer John Dermer, and their crew, were Christian explorers who came to the peaceful Patuxet village and made good friends of the Indians there.  They traded many goods from England for the valuable firs and products the Indians made.  Squanto was a nobleman in the village and was always happy to see Captain Smith and Officer Dermer.

One day, a Captain Hunt came to the village.  He said he was a friend of Captain Smith’s and invited Squanto and some other braves onto his ship for dinner.  But, when they stepped on-board, they were taken prisoner and put in a cell below decks – kidnapped!  Captain Hunt was not a friend.  He was a slave trader.  Across the great sea they traveled to Spain where Squanto and his Indian friends were sold as slaves.   

Providentially, though, God prepared a way for Squanto.  Some Christian brothers who ministered there saw the plight of these Indians and risked their lives to free them. They cared for their needs knowing how difficult it must be for them to have been taken from their foreign homes and brought to such a strange new land. 

Squanto learned all he could from these Christian Brothers and came to worship the God of the Bible – who he called The Great Creator.   

The Brothers found a way for Squanto to go to England where he learned the language and the ways of the English hoping to return to his Patuxet village and be an agent of peace between the Native Indians and the new settlers arriving in the New Land.

One day, SIX years after Squanto had been taken from his home, he was finally able to return to his beloved village with his old friend, Officer Dermer – now a Captain of his own ship.  But, Captain Dermer had some very sad news for Squanto.  In the years Squanto had been away, almost his entire tribe had died from terrible diseases that the new settlers brought with them from Europe.  Three out of five members of his tribe had died.  The rest were overrun by the Pokanoket Indian tribe.  The life and people he had known from youth through manhood was gone forever.  Nothing remained of his village home except the cleared land where it once stood, waiting and ready to support human life.  But, there was none to live there . . .

Until the day a ship called the Mayflower landed just off the coast. 

Sharing just a hint of PINK and a whole lot of Thanksgiving with Thanksgiving Part 2 today at:

Beverly’s Pink Saturday at How Sweet the Sound.

Don’t miss all the story installments on THANKSGIVING – by Kathryn Ross.

About Miss Kathy

"I teach families how to restore their God-given authority as the primary educator in their child’s life through the experience of reading together as a family. Learn how to use literature to create teachable moments, build strong minds, and bind loving hearts."

Kathryn Ross, writer, speaker, and dramatist, ignites a love of literature and learning to equip young and old towards developing a Family Literacy Lifestyle—reading together, learning together, loving together. Her works challenge families to deepen their literacy skills and grow into the greater things God has purposed for them. She’s taught in Christian and homeschool circles, trained in the Principle Approach® through the Foundation for American Christian Education. Miss Kathy owns Pageant Wagon Publishing, producing homeschool enrichment materials, devotional works, study guides, and theatrical dramas for church, school, and community production. She podcasts at and blogs at


  1. Interesting!

    My PINK, have a great weekend and festive Thanksgiving celebration!

  2. Well, I can hardly believe it is Thanksgiving already. Seems like we just planted our flowers…I am so very thankful for many ways God has blessed me…I give HIM all the Glory!I ask for many blessings to come your way through this holiday season!

  3. Loving the history and the images… Anticipation…

  4. more, more, more! xo

  5. Kathryn, I had heard the story of Squanto, and I had never connected it to the story of Joseph. This is just excellent!!

    I’m going to read part three now, but in answer to your questions about Gov. Bradford: I have to get out the book where it’s all outlined and see how many generations back it is. It is on his mother’s side. It was actually to his direct line that the Bible which came with him across the sea was passed. Generations ago, it was given to the Plimouth society. You’ve probably seen it at the museum.

    And… I heard that there was a fire at Plimoth Plantation! I hope they got it out before much damage was done.

  6. Another great installment. Happy Pink Saturday, Kathy. And, I’m moving on to Part 3.

I would love to hear from you--share your thoughts!


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