True Stories of History and Biography eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 275 pages of information about True Stories of History and Biography.

True Stories of History and Biography eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 275 pages of information about True Stories of History and Biography.

“And I suppose,” said Laurence, “there were men who knew how to act worthily of what they felt.”

“There were many such,” replied Grandfather, “and we will speak of some of them, hereafter.”

Grandfather here made a pause.  That night, Charley had a dream about the Boston Massacre, and thought that he himself was in the crowd, and struck down Captain Preston with a great club.  Laurence dreamed that he was sitting in our great chair, at the window of the British Coffee House, and beheld the whole scene which Grandfather had described.  It seemed to him, in his dream, that if the town’s-people and the soldiers would but have heard him speak a single word, all the slaughter might have been averted.  But there was such an uproar that it drowned his voice.

The next morning, the two boys went together to State Street, and stood on the very spot where the first blood of the Revolution had been shed.  The Old State House was still there, presenting almost the same aspect that it had worn on that memorable evening, one-and-seventy years ago.  It is the sole remaining witness of the Boston Massacre.

Chapter VI

The next evening the astral lamp was lighted earlier than usual, because Laurence was very much engaged in looking over the collection of portraits which had been his New Year’s gift from Grandfather.

Among them he found the features of more than one famous personage who had been connected with the adventures of our old chair.  Grandfather bade him draw the table nearer to the fire-side; and they looked over the portraits together, while Clara and Charley likewise lent their attention.  As for little Alice, she sat in Grandfather’s lap, and seemed to see the very men alive, whose faces were there represented.

Turning over the volume, Laurence came to the portrait of a stern, grim-looking man, in plain attire, of much more modern fashion than that of the old Puritans.  But the face might well have befitted one of those iron-hearted men.  Beneath the portrait was the name of Samuel Adams.

“He was a man of great note in all the doings that brought about the Revolution,” said Grandfather.  “His character was such, that it seemed as if one of the ancient Puritans had been sent back to earth, to animate the people’s hearts with the same abhorrence of tyranny, that had distinguished the earliest settlers.  He was as religious as they, as stern and inflexible, and as deeply imbued with democratic principles.  He, better than any one else, may be taken as a representative of the people of New England, and of the spirit with which they engaged in the revolutionary struggle.  He was a poor man, and earned his bread by an humble occupation; but with his tongue and pen, he made the king of England tremble on his throne.  Remember him, my children, as one of the strong men of our country.”

“Here is one whose looks show a very different character,” observed Laurence, turning to the portrait of John Hancock.  “I should think, by his splendid dress and courtly aspect, that he was one of the king’s friends.”

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