Litchfield enquirer., 1857-07-16


 poor, and the people was poor, and the inimy was rich, and the price of treason, Zcke was greater justsfor that present time, than honest earnings--for there warn't none to bc had.'
 Mother,' says Bill I guess vonr talking tco much.' Mind your business, William said the old lady, and let me have my way. Old folks will be old folks, and young peoule may as we'll hold their tongtes till they're spoke to- Bill he give q hunch at his mother keeping ainging the young at him, and the old woman went on. I've heard my old man tell many's the time about that battle, and manys the time he's sot and told it in this very room. He used to get down that old gun when he was alive, and slow it for just as much of a curiosity, as if it had been one of the mernaids William tells of. You shall see it by and by Zeke--so keep your setting. Why he says ahen he first went away from home, that day, to join the contincntallcrs. he did feel kind of streaked. He'd been out before in the wars, with Braddock and Put nam, to fight for the king agn the French and Indians, and it did seem kind of queer to go out to fight agin the king But he knowcd that old Put was there, and he'd heard Dr. Warren talk about the massycree and he knowcd- that Hancock and the Adamses, and them, were strong for that side, and he knowed what tic Britishers had done. and what they told of doing, and he said and did just what every body elst; did, and what they ought to do. Just then, if king George had only said the word, and done his duty, Mir. Saxburv would grounded arms with the rest. But he didn't and there 'tis and you Zeke Jones, and Fanny there, and your set, and the others that are coming along get all the benefit; where we had all the work and all the suffer ing. When the worst came to the worst in that seven year war, it was the women gue that had to keep the mems hearts up.'
 Mother says Bill, there's Cartridges meadow hay just agoing home: He might let it alone to-day ] think
 1 Twant of no use. Old Ma'am Saxbury, she pulled the cork out for q long talk, and the words they come gurglug out in spite of her. Nobody on earth could stopped that old woman then, till she'd had her say out, and she wouldn't mind old Cartridges hay the least bit. Her eye was lit up, and sparkled like fire and she'd pushed her specs up on her forehead, and poked her cap and gray hair back, and there was just the faintest and smallest spot of red in her cheeks that could be. Her voice it grew stronger and stronger every word she said and though it did qua yer a lestie, and was. cracked, ard harsh it Was strong voice for all. She took two pinches of snuff and begun again:
 1 'Dr. Warren, he did all our factoring, and a nice man he was too only about thirty-fve when this happenea-but he had an old head on young shoulders, i tell you. When Mr. Saxbury and he used to talk over things when that boy was baby, in our house, I felt just as if could swing him on my back like a poppocsc, atfd fight too, if worst came to worst And when he told my old man that he was a going oyer to that fight, just naturally went and looked lip the things for Bill, the powder horn and bullet mould. I guess I didn't want to be told what he would do--for if any body had doubted for minute, guess I should a doubted whether William Saxbury was my husband or not; I wouldn't called my boy after him at any rate as have our William he is good son, and he's Ike his father, and he's done on tue water what the old man did on the land. Ne fought in tlte Constitution, and Commodore Hull he knoas it and I only hopeto Heaven that he'll get his pay in his old age ind
 Mother, mother. you're a killing yoursef.'
 T tell you shan't die bt.t once, child, and ! should like to go home just so, On this very blessed Sabba-day afternoon. Your old fath- CTS lame leg don't trouble him in paradise, and ] 1 guess my phthisic won't trouble me- Here she took a long breath aisi proceeded Mir. Saxbury always used to say that when he first stuck the spade in the earth, that night, he felt as if he was digging grave. So he did, Zcke--and it was piled full of stout men be- fore that very next night. There they worked ] and worked, and could see the lights aboard the British ships all night long, and hear the sentries. When day broke 1 guess them same Isentries rubbed their eyes to see what had shet up in the night, almost under their very noses. Yllen the British guns began to speak from the ships, and the fort on old Cops Hill. Mr. Saxbury always said it seemed as if the little bit of breakfast he caught that morning was so mitch thrcwcd array |; it seemed so, as if he should be killed before night, and the vict- uals to be of no use to any body. A dreadful meal of vict,tals that mnst have been, Zcke Jones, with cannon ball coming tearing up the hill every once and while, anu scattering sand and dist
 Such forenoon as that was I was a looking from daybreak till noon, ready to crack my eyes. never touched to mako the bed, or to got bit oe breakfast and with that great boy Juggling at me more'n half the time wonder didn't faint. But God in heaven kept up our hearts that vsay,; Ezekeil Jores the same God that carried us all through it, and now frowns on our children, quarrelling about trides, and leaving that monnyment a standing disgrace. God he prpspered the right i--Dr. Warren he said he would, and William Saxbury, that boy's father, he always said Sc } too-Hnlleluyah tohis name,' she fairly scream. ei, tho Lord God of Hosts and the God of Battles The race t isn't always to the swift nor the battle for the Strong if it was we shouldn't been sitting here to day in the free and independent States of America.
 Poor eld Bill looked now mole anxious and shattered than his mother Nc'cr one of us