THE FAMILY ARKHAM:
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF AN ALL-AMERICAN BLOODLINE
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Parson and Colonial Governor Acton Arkham leads the population of Plymouth in the first Thanksgiving
The following is a propaganda pamphlet originally published as THE FAMILY ARKHAM: THE LIFE AND TIMES OF AN ALL-AMERICAN BLOODLINE (ORRA Publishing, 1927, by W. B. Scott).
The Family Arkham, as it is stylized in the way of wealthy New England antiquarian dynasties, is an ancient one, having originated in Cambridgeshire, England, many lifetimes in the distant past. By far the most famous member of this family before the 20th century was Acton Arkham (b. 1581), a Brownist parson of Nottinghamshire. It was the young Acton Arkham, the right honorable parson, who was one of the most renown Puritan ministers of his time. It was Acton Arkham and the fiery William Brewster who led the original Puritan Dissenters League out of Scrooby Manor in nothern Nottinghamshire. Scrooby was a tiny town, just a night's stop on most people's travels, but the Arkham-Brewster congregation of Puritans there would quickly become a thorn in the side of the Church of England. Archbishop Tobias Matthew came to power in 1606 and sought to purge both Puritan Dissenters and Papists from the kingdom, and he set his sights on Scrooby.
To spare you, the reader, a long, drawn-out story likely already well understood and common knowledge among the average Yankee, I shall not relate to you in full detail the story of the crackdown from the English Throne and Church upon the Puritan Dissenters League, as Archbishop Matthew no doubt cackled daemonically at the top of his manor turrets. Nor shall I recount to you the well-worn story of the flight of the hapless Puritans, now Pilgrims, from Scrooby as the loathsome authorities, coward bully-cads and thieves all, closed in upon them, ever tightening the noose of tyranny. As all school children are aware, failing to attend Church of England services, something which the Puritans had no desire to do, was punishable by fine and imprisonment. As the government cretins closed in on these brave souls, men and women of Pinnacle Blood who merely wished to worship Jehovah in their own way, they of course knew they had no other option but to leave dear Old England, the Anglo-Saxon homeland, for another realm in which to dwell in peace.