The Garland globe. [volume] (Garland, Utah) 1906-191?, 1908-07-04


Of Independence would be adopted and cons
frmed by the signatures Of the delegates in the
Continental Congress II was determined 20 arr
nounce the event by ringing the old State House
FL which bore the inscription. Proclaim hbe,ty
10 me iandj 10 all inhabitants thereof" and the ola
bellnan posted his grandson at the door Of the
hall to await the instruction OF the doorkeepes
when to ring. AT the word that the doeu-
ment had been signed the little patriot scion
"Rl1sI Ring RINGr
There was tumult in the city,
In the quaint old Quaker town,
And the streets were rife with people
Pacing restless up and down;
People gathering at corners,
Where they whispered each to each,
And the sweat stood on their tempted,
With the earnestness OF speech.
As the bleak Atlantic currents
Lash the wild Newfoundland shore,
So they beat against the State House,
So they surged against the door;
And the mingling of their voices
Made harmony profound,
Till the quiet street of chestnuts
Was all turbulent with sound.
"Win they do II ?" "Dare they do It 1".->
"Who is speakingl-"Whats the newsr
"What of Adams?"- what of Sherman"
"Ohi God grant they won't refused
Make some way there l''-"Let me nearerT
II am sitting p'-"Stifle, then,
When a Nations LIFE at hazard
We've no time to think of menT
So they beat against the portal,
Men and women, maid and child
And the July sun in heaven
On the scene looked down and smiles'
The same sun that saw the Spartan
2h.I To-, 10,
Now beheld the soul in freedom
All unconquered, rise again.
So they surged against the State HOUSE
While, ali solemnly inside,
Sat the Continental Congress"
Truth and reason for their guide,
Der a simple scroll debating
Which, though simple 1t might be
Yet should shake the cliffs of England
With the thunders of the free.
At the portal Of the State House,
Like some beacon in a storm,
Round which waves are wildly beating,
Stood a boyish, slender form;
With his eyes fixed on the steeple
And his ears agape with greed
To catch the first announcement
Of the signing" Of the deed.
Aloft, in that high steepie,
Sat the bellman, old and gray
He was weary of the tyrant
Aad his iron-sceptered sway,
So he sat, with one hand ready
On the clapper of the bell,
When his eye should catch the signal,
The happy news TO tell.
See seel The dense crowd quivers
Through all its lengthy line,
As the boy beside the portal
Looks forth to give the signi
With his small hands upward lifted,
Breezes dallying with his hair,
| Hark with deep, clear information,
Breaks his young voice on the air.
flushed the peoples swelling murmur,
List the boys strong, joyous cryl
RING" he shouted, "Ring! GrarGpaJ
Ring! Oh! Rngl for Liberty!'
And straightway, at the signal,
The old bellman lifts his hand,
And sends the good news making
Iron music through the land.
How they shoutedl what rejoicingi
How the old bell shook the air,
Till the clang of freedom ruffied
The calm gliding Delawarei
How the bonfires and the torches
Illumined the nights repose,
And from the flames, like Phoenix,
Fair Liberty arose.
The old bell now is silent,
And hushed its iron tongue,
Bat the spirit It awakened
Still lives-forever young,
And while we greet the sunlight
On the Fourth of each July,
Wen ne'er forget the bellman,
Who, 'twixt the earth and sky,