Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1843-05-05
A STORY OF THE REVOLUTION.
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OR THE NATIVE FEPFERANp-sALr PANTALooNs.
Mr.. EDITOR The following is bona fde
tact, taken without enendaon from the life ot
mother in Israel Perhaps il will interest ysur
renders ; It will at least show that there was an
Anti British spirit IN the UomeR, well as the men
Of 10 hope all the girls in Franklin will read
IT, though am afraid some of them, especially in
the Capitol Of the Co, will need e dictionary TO
find out the meaning OF the terms, wheel, leon,
&c. The first is the name of an eld-iashloned
piano with one string the other is humping big
house organ with few stops. But to the story.
Late in the afternoon of one Of the last days
of May, in the year 76, when was a few months
short OF fifteen years old, notice came TO Towns
bend, Mass, where my father used to live, that
fifteen soldiers wanted. The training band
was instantly called out, and my brother that was
next older than ], wus one that was selected. He
did not return till late at night when all were in
bed. When | rose in the morning | found my
mother in tears who informed me that my brother
John was to march next day after to- merrsw at
sun rise My father was at Boston in The Mass.
Assembly. Mother said that, though John was
supplied with summer clothes, he must he absent
seven eight months and wsuld suffer for winter
garments There were at this time no stores and
no articles to he had except such as sach family
could make itself. The sight oil mothers tears
always brought all the hidden strength of body
and mind into action. | instantly asked what gar
ment was needed. She replied, pnataoons' o,
il that is oil, said |, we will spin and weave Kim a
pair before he goes. But, said neither, the wool
is on the sleeps back, and the sheep are in the
pasture. Immediately tarned 10 younger broth
er and babe him lake the salt dish and call them
10 tina yard. Mother repisd, poor child there are
| no sheep shears within three miles and halt.
have some small shears at the loom, said !. But
you cant spin and weave in so short time
am certain we can, mother. How San you tgedve
it there is long web OF linen in the lsom.' No
matter, | cen find an empty loom. BY this time
the sound of the sheep made me quicken my Steps
towards the yard. | requested my sister 10 bring
the wheel and cards while | went for the wool
went to the yard with my hrsthsr and secured
white sheep, from which shearea with my loom
shears, half enough for web we then lei her 60
with the rest of her fleece. sent the wos in by
my lule sister, and Luther ran Tor black sheep,
aud held her, while cut off wssl for my filling
aud half the warp, and then we allowed her 10 20
with the remaining coarse part of her fleece
| The rest of the narrative the writer would a.
bridge, by saying that the wssl thus sbtained was
duly carded spun washed, sized and dried
loom was found few doors of, the web get in
and wove, the cloth prepared, cut and made tive
or three hous before the bro,hsr's departure, tina;
is TO say, IN forty hours from The comm sment,
without help irem any msdern improvements
The good old lady closed by saying, " ! ielt no
wenrneSs, | wspt not | was serving my country,
| was relieving my poor mother, was preparing
u garment for my darling krsthsr. The garment
finished, | retired weeping tll my overchargsd
and bursting heart WIS relieved ms "ro'her
was, perhaps, one of Gen. Starks soldiers ana
with such spirit 10 cope with, nesd we wonder
that Burgoyte did not execute his threat VI march
| ing through the heart OF America W. M. H.