Connecticut western news., 1889-07-10
The Hero of Bunker Hill.
BY JAMES PARTON.

It is still little uncertain who was in command of the American troops at the battle of Bunker Hill. There was very little commanding done, it is true, and it is of no great consequent ce wheth- CT that little was done by Colonel Pres colt or by General Putnam. But there is no doubt that tho favorite here of the day was, and is, Joseph Warren, who had the strange destiny to be thirteen years Boston physician, then three days major general, and three hours soldier in the ranks. He was in truth most gallant aud devoted spirit, worthy of the cause to which he gave his life.
 As the Seventeenth of Juno ap- breaches, passers- by read with renewed interest certain inscription on stone cottage in Roxbury:
 ''On this spot stood tho house erected in 172O by Joseph Warren, of Boston, remarkable for being tho birthplace of General Joseph Warren, his grandson, who was killed at tho battlo of Bunker Hill, June IT, 1775."
 Another inscription testities that Doctor John Warren, distinguished physician, and brother of tho general. was also born in the same s.mansion. The writer of the latter inscription used very inappropriate word when he called the modest abode of the War rens mansion. A lady descended from the hero, still living in Boston, has a painting of the old house. It was a farm house of the plainest possible de- scription, two stories high, with noth- ing large about it except the huge chim- ney in tho middle. It was surrounded by picket fence of the simplest kind, and had near the front of it most un : compromising shed. ==S-
 It was the house of Yankee farmer of the last century, who raised vegetables and fruit for the Boston market,-a sklful, entorprising, prosperous farmer, who introduced an apple which for a century bore his name, being called the "Warren russell" .
 Tho British soldiers in Boston tauntcd Joseph Warren with having been Ga barc- legged milk boy" and nothing is more probable than that all the four Warren boys, each in his turn, carried milk around for the:r father.
 If they did not carry milk for their father, they probably did for their mother.
 When Joseph was a boy of fourteen, a terrible event took place upon the Warren farm. On day in October, 1755, when the farmers thereapouts were gathering their later apples, the mother of this family sent her youngest son, John, little boy just able to do such an errand, to cal his father aud two laboring men to dinner. On his way to the orchard, the little fellow, only two years and three months old. saw the two laborers carrying homeward his fathers dead body. He had fallen from ladder while gathering apples, had broken bis neck, and had died in- stantly.
 Young as the boy was, this fearful sight made an impression on his mind which the lapse of time did nos weaken, and he spoke of it with feeling whenahe was an old man. The father thus sud- denly taken from them, was such n mau as we should naturally expect the father of Joseph Warren to be. One short } sentence which he uttered in his Ifs has been recorded. Turning his eye toward his eldest son, Joseph, he said one day, T would rather son of mins were dead than a coward.
 - At this time Joseph Warren, fourteen years of age, was about ready to entel Harvard College. The mother, wis' and vigorous woman, managed tho estate so we'll that no change had to be made in the life of the boys, and their educa tion went on in the way the father had planned before his death.
 In due time Joseph Warren gradu
 ated; then spent year as master of tn, Roxbury Grammar School; then studied medicine; and by the time he wa twenty three years of age ho was full hsdged Boston doctor, getting into good practice, and married youui iady, xi,r 1uIabsth Heesea, whom th