Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1843-04-07
From the Greenfield Gazette and Courier.
A STORY OF THE REVOLUTION
on rnr sArrvr rrrrrn-AsD-sAlrr AsrlIoor,.

or THE NATIVE PEPPER-ASD-sALr PASriLooEs.
Mr.. EDrToR.-The following is bona
lide fact, taken without amendation from
the life of mother in Israel Perhaps il
will interest your readers; il will at least
show that there was an Anti-British spirit
in the w0mn as well as men Of rs. l
hope all the girls in Franklin viii read IT,,
though am afraid some of them, especial,
ly in the Capitol os the Co., will need dic-s
iIonary to find out the meaning of the terms
wheel, loom, &c. The first is the name Of
an old-fashioned piano with one string, the
other is humping big house-organ with
but few stops. But TO the story. a gti
Late in the afternoon Of one Of the last
days of May, in the year '76, when i was a
few months short of fifteen years old, notice
came 10 Towushend, Mass, where my fa-l
iher used TO live, that fifteen soldiers were
wanted. The training band was instantly
called ont and my brother that was next Old
er than /, was 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 johns was ITO march
next day after tomorrow morning at sun
Il
Assembly. Mother said that, though J.
was supplied with summer clothes, he must
be absent seven or eight months and would
suffer for winter garments. There were at
this time no stores and no articles 10 be
had except such as each family could make
itself The sight of mothers tears always
brought all the hidden strength Of body and
mind into action. | Instantly asked what
garment was needed. She replied, 'papta-
Looms O, IfthaI is all, said |, we will spin
and weave him pair before he goes But,
said mother, the wool is on the sleeps back,
aud the sheep are in the pasture. imme-
diately turned to younger brother and
babe him take the saIt-dish and call them TO
the yard. Mother replied, poor child, there
are no sheep-shears within three miles and
half | have some small shears at the
loom, said l. But you can't spin and
weave in so short time. ! am certain we
cen, mother. How can you ioe0ue il there
is long web of linen in the loom No
matter, can find an empty loom. By
this time the sound of the sheep made me
quicken my steps towards the yard. re
quested my sister TO bring the wheel and
cards while went for the wool went to
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white sheep, from which / sheared with my
loom-shears, half enough for a web; we
then let her go with the rest of her fleece
sent the wool in by my little sister, and
Luther ran for black sheep, and held her,
while | cut off wool for my filling and half
the warp, and then we allowed her TO 90
with the remaining coarse part of her
fleece" -
The rest of the narrative the writer would
abridge, by saying that the wool thus OBJ
tanned was duly cardcd, spun, washed, sized
and dried loom was found few doors
off the web "got in" and wove, the cloth
prepared, cut and made, two or three hours
before the brothers departure, that is 10 say
in forty hours from the commencement,
without help from any modern improve
ments.
The good old lady closed by saying, II
felt no WEAKNESS, l wept not, was serving
my country, was relieving poor mother,
was preparing a garment for my darling
brother. The garIhent finished, / retired
and wept till my over-charged and bursting
heart was relieved" This brother was,
perhaps, one of Gen Stark's soldiers, and
with such spirit to cope with, need we won
der that Burgoyne did not execute his threat
of marching through the heart Of Americai
- w. NJ. n. ~
John Locke, lneal descendant of the PhlloS
OPher. h.tn