Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1861-11-06
What was Done IN the Revolution.

The following story OF the revolution was
first published, some years ago, in the Green
field (Mass.) Gazette, and is now copied from
the Book of the Lockes," page 366. There
is do doubt of its entire truthfulness. The
heroine was Miss Eunice Locke, daughter Of
James Locke, Esq of Townsend, Mass, and
subsequently. the wife of Edward Richards.
She died at Gill, Mass, in 1s46, aged about
eighty.three.
Her example may do something to inspire
the ladies Of the present day with similar
spirit to provide all things needed for their
brothers, husbands and fathers-our brave
soldiers-who on the tented field are now
heroically battling for their country's flag
and the rights of man. When the whole
people of thr North are as thoroughly in
earnest, and willing to make as great sacri
fees as were our Revolutionary fathers and
mothers, then may we look with some hope
for a speedy termination of this rebellious
war:
"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 Townsend, Mass, where my father
used to live, that fifteen soldiers were wanted.
"The training band was instantly called
out, and my brother, that was next older
than /, was one that was selected. He did
not return till late at night, when we were
all 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 tomorrow morning at sunrise. My
father was at Boston in the Massachusetts
Assembly. Mother said that, though John
was supplied with summer clothes, he must
suffer for winter garments. There were at
| this time, no stores, and no articles to 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, 'Pantaloons.' '0h,
| if that is ALL said /, we will spin and weave
him a pair before he goes But said
mother, the wool is on the Sleeps back, and
the sheep are in the PASTURE Immediately
turned to younger brother and bade him
take the salt dish and call them to the yard.
Mother replied: Poor child, there are no
sheep shears within three miles aud half
L have some small shears at the loom said
l. But you can't spin and weave it in so
short a time Il am certain we can, mother
| How can you weave it? there is a long web
of linen in the LOOM No matter; l can Fl ind
an empty loom By this time the sound of
the sheep made me quicken my steps to ward
the yard / requested my sister to bring the
wheel and cards. while went for the wool.
went to the yard with my brother, and Sc
cured a white sheep, from which | sheared
with my loom shears half enough for web;
we then let her go with the rest of her fleece.
l sent the wool in by my little sister, aud
Luther ran for black sheep, and held her
while cut off wool for my filing aud half
the warp, and then we allowed her to go with
the remaining coarse part of the fleece"
The rest of the narrative we abridge. The
wool thus obtained was duly carded, spun,
washed, sized and dried; loom was found a
few doors off, the web got in" and wove,
the cloth prepared, cut and made, two OF
three hours before the brothers departure
that is to say, in forty hours from the com-
meDcement, without help from any modern
improvement The good old lady closed her
account by aaying: 81 felt no wearine.s,
wept not, was serving my couutry, was
relieving my poor mother, | was prepar ug
garment for my darling brother. The gar.
ment finished, retired and wept till my
overcbarged and bursting heart was re-
| lieved."