Bellefonte, Pe., Dec. 8, 1905.
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NOW DON'T BE FOOLISH.
Don’t be foolish and get sour when things don’t
just come your way ;
Dow’t be a pampered baby and declare, “Now
I won’t play !”
Just go grinning on and bear it.
Have you heartache ? Millions have it.
If you earn a crown you'll wear it.
Keep sweet. .
Don’t go handing out your troubles to your
busy fellowmen,
If you whine around they'll try to keep from
meeting you again.
Don’t declare the world’s “agin you ;
Don’t let pessimism win you :
Prove there's lots of good stuff in you—
Keep sweet.
If your dearest hopes seem blighted and des-
pair looms into view,
Set your jaw and whisper grimly : “Though
they're false, yet I'll be true.’
Ever let your on Hope's transmitter
Hear Love's songbirds bravely twitter—
Keep sweet.
Bless your heart, this world's a good one and
will always help a man.
- Hate, misanthropy and malice have no place in
Nature’s plan.
Help you’re brother there who's sighing,
Keep his flag of courage flying,
Help him try—'twill keep you trying.
Keep sweet.
—Selected,
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THE FAMILY FAILING,
‘Tom, won’t you please stop at the
bakery on your way home and get two
dozen rolls? Mandy says the bread will not
he ready to bake in time for supper, and
they won’t send anything from the bakery
ordered after one o’clock on Saturday.
Now, please, don’t forget.”
*‘All right, mother,” and Tom rushed
out to catch the car for the base-ball
game.
‘‘He '1l forget is before he is out of
sight,’’ said Susie to herself as she drove
off. “I ’Il1 bring them myself, if I have
room in the runabout.”
Mrs. Knox went back to her sewing. It
was Saturday afternoon, and there were
always finishing touches to put to the
week’s work. The Knox family was a
large one,—there were ten children, rang-
ing in age from seven to twenty-six,—and
even with Mandy the cook, two servants,
and a seamstress, the mother of the house.
hold was a busy woman.
In afew minates Mrs. Knox pat down
her work, saying, ‘I am afraid Tom will
forget those rolls; perhaps I had better send
Winnie and Blair after some, to make
sare.”’
Winnie and Blair were delighted at the
prospecs of a trip to town all alone,—and
were gone bot a few minutes when their
Aunt Harriet Brown and her two children
arrived and announced that they had come
to stay until Monday. ‘I should have
ordered more rolls,” thought Mrs. Knox;
‘wo dozen will not be enough with com-
pany. I’1l call up Mr. Knox and tell him
to bring a dozen with him . :
The Knoxes bad a family failing—Joe
called it ‘‘appointing deputies.” For in-
stance, there was the back hall door. Mrs.
Knox had a haunting fear that her house
would be entered and robbed through thas
door; and a tramp could easily slip in and
ransack the place. About six in the
afternoon the locking hegan. ‘‘Nell,” said
Mrs. Knox, ‘“‘lock the back hall door,
please.” Nell, busy, sent Frank; Frank
sent Lucy; and Lucy sent Blair. No one
was ever sure that that door was locked.
‘Nell,’ said Mrs. Knox, as supper was
announced, ‘‘did you lock the back hall
door!”’
“I told Frank to lock it.”
‘But Lucy was down there, so I asked
her to attend to it,” said Frank.
‘Winnie, run and see if that door is
locked,’ said "Mis. Knox, and Winnie
started out.
*‘Oh, is that yon Joe?—please see if the
back door down there is locked,’’ called
Winnie.
‘‘Here, you, Blair!" called Joe,
the back hall door, please.”
Every bour or so from then on until bed-
time they went through that same routine,
for Mrs. Knox was never satisfied that the
door was locked, and a procession of depu-
ties continued to lock it and anosher to in-
spect it every evening. Mrs. Knox,
kimona-clad and candle in hand, ; usually
brought up the rear of the procession her-
self some time between ten o’clock and
midnight. :
Toe family failing led to amusing and
often troublesome complications. Once
Mrs. Knox told Mary to order the grocer
to send up a reast of beef, a dozen ears of
corn, and a peck of green peas. Mary was
reading, so she appointed a deputy. By
the time the order had been called about
the house, from Mary down to Tom, it had
gone through several changes. What the
grocer sent up was a can of corned beef and
a package of green tea. :
Another time, Susie wished some friends
invited for the evening,” and, as she was
busy, she asked one of the girls to tele-
phone for her. When the guests arrived they
laughed at the nrgent invitation they had
received—six different members of the
Knox family had called them up and given
them the invitation. I have known the
girls to dress to go driving and wait half
an hour for the carriage before they discov-
ered that it had never been ordered.
But the climax was reached the Sunday
afternoon that began my story.
By the time Sasie had driven around to
the florist’s and the dressmaker’s and col-
lected her plants and bundles the runabout
was fall, and she was glad to see Mary,
who was just out from the matinee. Per-
haps Mary would get the rolls.
**No; I have on my silk dress, and I'm
not going to carry a great hunky bundle of
bread,’’ and she hurried off with her com-
panions.
Susie drove slowly. ‘‘Mandy is so tired,
and mother will be put ont abous the rolls.
I’ll just have $0 crowd them in some-
where,’ aud she bought two dozen.
As the corner Mary saw sam. Sam could
get those rolls.
‘No; I have to go out to the factory, and
I’11 be late to supper, anyway,’’ and he
was off on his wheel. She let two cars pass
while she made up her mind; then she
walked resolutely over to the bakery and
‘bought two dozen rolls.
Sam saw Frank at the factory. ‘*Frank,”
said he, ‘‘Mary was in a worry, just now,
about some rolls that mother wants for
supper; Mary was too dressed up to carry
run try
them. I’m going back to the store and
I'll be late to supper. Can yom get
them?’’
‘Father told me to come by the office
and help him carry bome some books.
be grocery boy,”” grumbled Frank as he
mounted his wheel.
Sam passed the bakery on his way to the
store, so he went in and bought three
dozen rolls. ‘Better late than never,’ said
he.
Frank found that his father had left the
office earlier than usual,and sent the books
out by the porter. In none too good ha-
mor, he entered the shop and bought three
dozen rolls and a box of candy and boarded
a home-bound car.
Winnie and Blair in their self-importance
forgot how many rolls they were to buy.
‘‘She said half a dollar's worth,” said
Winnie.
‘No, she did n’t; she told us how many
dozen,’ said Blair.
‘‘Idon’t think she did ;anyway, I remem-
ber counting up that it would take all the
money. Half a dollar’s worth, please,”
she said to the girl at the counter; ‘‘and
put them in two bags.’
About six o’clock the rolls began to ar-
rive. Susie came first.
*‘Why, I’ve sent Winnie and Blair after
them,’’ said her mother; “I thought you
ould have so much to carry. Run, call
up your father, and tell him not to bring
the dozen I asked him for when Harriet
came.’’ But she was too late; Mr. Knox
was at the gate just as Susie reached the
telephone.
‘‘Here are the rolls; Igot a dozen and a
balf. Why, Harriet, how do you do? I am
so giad you could come.’
Winnie and Blair came next—they had
quarreled all the way home. ‘‘Mother,
did n’t you say to get half a dollar’s worth
of rolls?’, said Winnie.
‘‘Half a dollar’s worth? Four dozen? no
indeed! I told you children distinctly two
dozen rolls. Seven and a half dozen rolls
—they ’ll be stale hefore we can use
them!”
Nell aud Lucy raced up the walk.
‘Mother, we saw Joe up on Church street,
and he told us to get these rolls and bring
them home; he said he was going driv-
ing.”’
Mrs. Knox gasped. Mr. Knox laughed.
Two dozen more rolls made nine and a
half dozen altogether in the honse.
“Here are those rolls, Susie,”” called
Mary, trailing her silk skirts across the
lawn. “I looked frumpy, and I know I
felt frumpy. But here they are.”’
“You said you would n’t get them,
Mary, so I bought some myself. We have
eleven dozen and a half wish yours. Mama
sent Winnie and Blair after some, 00. And
bere comes Frank—he has rolls, too! Three
dozen! Of all things!”
“Sam told me to get them. What’s the
matter? Don’t y on want them?’
“That makes fourteen dozen and a half!
We've all been ‘appointing deputies,’ as
usual.”’ ;
“Mary, here’s the bread; take it while I
put away my wheel,” called Sam.
*‘Oh, Sam, Sam, did you get rolls, too?
Frank’s bought them, Mary’s bought them,
Susie’s brought them—yours makes seven-
teen dozen and a half; and—oh, look, —
here comes Tom, and I do believe for
once in hislife he has n’t forgotten!’
‘‘Here are your rolls. I was nearly home
when I remembered, and had to go back.
You said three dozen, did n’s you? What's
the matter?”’ But they only laughed the
barder. Mr. Knox held up Sam’s rolls;
Mary held op Frank’s. ‘“We have Swenty
dozen and a half for supper to-night,’
Frank managed to say.
Tom whistled. “Where did you get so
many? Oh, I see; some more ‘deputies’ —
and that reminds me that I did ask Joe to
get the rolls, bus he said he was going driv-
ing. Whom did be send after them? I
think each one should be made to eat what
he or she bought!’ Tom rolled over in the
grass and langhed at the prospect.
‘What ’s the joke? Here are the rolis, I
did v’t go driving, What ’s the matter?’
Fveryhody was laughing too hard to tell.
Finally, Mary pointed to the four bags of
rolls that lay on the porch table. Joe un-
derstood.
“How many?’ said he.
‘Twenty dozen and a balf; thirteen
dozen out here, seven and a half in the
house.”
‘I bave three dozen. Twenty-three doz-
en and a half. Deputies, what are we com-
ing t0?”” Joe sat on the step and pounded
his knees. ‘‘Might have known we’d have
no bread at all, or too much. I was afraid
Lucy didn’t bave enough money. Twenty-
three dozen and a half! I don’t believe I
could eat a rcll bo save my life!”
“Nor I,” said Susie.
"*Nor I,”’ said Frank.
“What can we do with them?’ said
Mary.
Mr. Knox stopped laughing. ‘‘This dep-
uty habit will have to be stopped; it has
been carried far enough. It’s all very funny
about the rolls, but it is getting to be a
nuisance in too many ways. There ’s that
back hall door—this business of making it
the topic of conversation from six to eleven
must cease. Joe, I appoint you to the
locking of that door, and if it is found un-
locked yon are responsible. Yon may keep
the key, if you wish. Youn are the door.
keeper; I am going to depend on you for
that. And, now, mother, let Mandy take
all the rolls you don’t need; I noticed as I
drove by that there ’s to be a supper or a
party at one of the negro churches, and
she ought to make a good sam on such a
quanity of sandwiches as all these rolls
will supply.””—By Jenny Chandler J ones,
in St. Nicholas.
——Wifie—What is a parvenu? Buble
—That’s what the who got rich ten years
ago calls the man who got rich yesterdry.
RECEIVERS FOR RAILROADS
Cincinnati, Hamilton & Dayton and
Pere Marquette Insolvent.
Cincinnati, Dec. 4—The Cincinnati,
Hamilton & Dayton and the Pere Mar-
quette railroads were ordered placed
in the hands of a receiver by United
States Circuit Judge Lurton, and
Judson Harmon was appointed receiv-
tion for receiver was made by Attorn-
ey Maxwell on behalf of Walter B.
Horn, of New York, a creditor of both
roads.
The defendant company was declar-
ed to have been solvent prior to July
7, 1904, when it came under a differ-
ent controlling influence, and assumed
large obligations, one of these being
the purchase of 110,000 shares of Pere
Marquette stock for $125,000,000; sec-
ond, a triparte agreement between the
defendant, the Pere Marquette and the
Toledo Terminal company involving
large obligations for terminals at To-
ledo, and, third, an agreement to carry
$3,500,000 bonds issued by the Pere
Chicago, Cincinnati & Louisville rail-
Why did n’¢ they send Blair, or some of
the children? It ’s somebody else’s time'to
way.
| of a trampet,
er, giving bond for $200,000. Applica- |
Marquette to cover its purchase of the
COLONIAL PREPARATION FOR THE
WAR OF INDEPENDENCE,
The following address which was re-
cently delivered by the Rev. George Isrsel
Browne, rector of St. John’s Episcopal
church, before the Bellefonte chapter D. A.
R., is so full of new views on the prepar-
edness of our fore-fathers for the great strug-
gle that brought the world’s most hopeful
Republic into existence that we publish
it that others than the favored coterie of col-
onial dames may profit by its reading. —Ed.
Great events in history may arrive un-
heralded, but they never happen withont
a silent converging of forces and facts which
render them imperative, or at least, smooth
the way for the.n as possible or probable.
Dr. Wier Mitchell, in his ‘Youth of
Washington,’ told in the form of an aunot-
biography, causes his hero to quote a conver-
sation between himself and one of his aids,
Col. Tilgman, who inquired, ‘Do you not
think that there is something providential
in the way each period of your life has been
an education for that which followed is 2"
Washington replied, ‘‘This idea has at
times presented itself to my mind,” and
when I expressed curiosity, he went
on tosay, that ‘‘My early education in self-
reliance, and my training as a surveyor of
wild lands fitted me for pioneer warfare;
this, in turn, prepared me for action on a
larger stage, and all through the great war,
my necessities called for constant dealing
with political questions, and with men,
not soldiers. He thought this, in turn,
educated me for the position to which my
countrymen summoned me at a later time.’
A process eomewhat similar to that sug-
gested by Dr. Mitchell in the great per-
sonality of Washington, seems to have been
andergone by the colonies themselves, as a
preparation for the final struggle for inde-
pendence. There was, Jirst, the: constant
training in warfare which the fierce bat
natural hostility of the original inhabitants
of the land forced upon the first settlers
and their children and successors, a war-
fare of strategem and bold expedient, of
surprise and ambuscade. There was, see-
ondly, the confidence begotten by an actual
tess of strength with the regular soldiers of
a continental power of the first rank, who
used the prowess of the warriors of the
forest to protect their northern empire of
Canada in the French and Indian wars
against the growing menace of English
colonization. Thirdly and, lastly, there
was a second aspect of this same struggle
whereby the colonial soldier marching day
by day by the side of she British regular
bad the rare opportunity of judging fairly
and fully, of testing and measuring the
strength and weakness of his future op-
ponents and their officers; to this was add-
ed the smart caused by the exposure of the
colonial officer to the spirit of a supercilious
treatment by his brother English officer of
equal rank which widened the breach and
gave a personal sting to the quarrel of peo-
ples. This inequality of rank was even
embodied in general orders.
It was a development primarily of men-
tal confidence, assurance, self-reliance, the
dissipation of imaginary impossibilities, the
widening of the mental horizon, the begin-
nings of the national and imperial spiris.
The attempt to trace in detail the effect
of these three preparatory influences or
conditions will perhaps show a continuous
trend of the development of national char-
acteristics and an abiding connection and
unsuspected relationship between widely
separated epochs of our American history
and experience cropping up in surprising
ways, even after the Revolutionary War,
For instance, to take oar first point, the
tragedy, the pathos and the romance of
this Indian warfare will never cease to stir
the imagination of American boys, and is
worthy of the respecttal study of men.
Abbot, at the end of his history of the
War of King Philip, says : ‘It is estimated
that during this dreadful war, six hundred
men lost their lives,twelve hundred houses
were burned, and eight thousand cattle
were destroyed. But the amount of misery
created can never be told or imagined. The
midnight assault, the awfnl conflagration,
the slaughter of women and children, the
horrors of captivity, the impovrishment
and moaning of widows and orphans, the
diabolical torture piercing the wilderness
with the shrill shriek of mortal agony, the
terror, uriversal and uninterrupted by day
or by night, all, all combined in compos-
ing a scene in the tragedy of human life
which the mind of the deity alone gan com-
prehend.”’
Bat it bad one practical result in the
tools of warfare, that is the development
of the American rifle and its expert use.
The peculiar conditions of this bushwack-
ing warfare taught the scout and the ranger
gradually to lengthen their rifle barrels,
and they became the foremost marksmen
of the world. Their rifles became to them
what his sword was to the viking of the
Norse legend, each one named or treasured
as are the ancient blades of Japan. The
story of the American rifle is yet to be writ-
ten. It was said of the Romans that they
‘'shortened their swords and conquered
the world,"’ the early colonists lengthened
their rifles and conquered Anierica; we
have more than once been called a nation
of sharpshooters, and it was the product
of the Indian warfare.
Old people have told me they could re-
member these old rifles so long that forked
sticks were carried to support the end of
the barrel when fired; this, of course, hap-
pened after the legitimate limit of ex-
pansion was reached. We can remember
pictures of some of the old muskets such as
may be the Pilgrims used at Plymouth
which bad expanded mouths, like the end
to scatter slugs and the vari-
ous missiles used as projectiles over a wide
area, an early form of shot gun. Bat in
Indian warfare of concealment it was neo-
essary to send one piece of lead directly
and accurately to that small portion of
himself which the Indian would consent to
expose or would be surprised into betraying
by the necessities of the situation.
not fighting in the open where ‘‘blunder.
buges’’ would do the maximum of exeon-
tion, but skill in eyesight, and in placing
the messenger of death in exquisitely con-
cealed and fractional quarters where alone
it would acheive its purpose, behind the
tree trunk, or the old log, or the rock or
bush, or among the branches of the forest.
The lengthened barrel was found to help in
this accurate placing of the bullet.
It was this constant practice and tradi-
tion that gave the embattled farmers’ fir-
ing from behind the stone walls and fences
the advantage at Concord and Lexington
against the close warching order of Lord
Peray’s troops. It was this that contributed
to the capture of Burgoyne and his army
at Saratoga after a process of slow attrition.
And it was that surrender, by the way,
that gave the people of Europe the first
idea of the possibility of our success and
brought us the aid of France. Surely one
good result of colonial preparation for the
War of Independence. It was King Philips
War again that first taught and brought
the New England Colonies to aot together
and plan in concert.
But there is another event which I will
use, not as a colonial preparation, but to
illustrate the effrcts and results of this prep-
aration in the final War of Independence,
itself, an event, the outcome of which is
éven more unquestionably due to this
special kind of preparation, ome battle
which bas always appealed to me as not
being generally recognized in its full signi-
ficance, that is the Battle of King’s Moun-
taic on the borders of North and South
Carolina. This really prepared the way
for Yorktown and was not fought or won by
continental troops, or even recognized
militia, bot by a self-gathered band of
Scoteh Irish pioneers from the mountains
of she frontier, hunters with fringed hung.
ing sbirts, each with his own long rifle.
We must remember that the South bas not
yet preserved their Revolutionary history as
the rest of us have done, or written it up or
perpetuated its historical importance aud
interest to an equal degree.
This battle of King’s Mountain turned
the tide after Gates’ disgraceful failure in
the South, and neutralized Cornwallis’
victory after the capture of Savannah.
“While Cornwallis was chuckling over the
defeat or rout of Gen. Gates in which Gates
lost his artillery and baggage, barely es-
caping capture himself, Cornwallis was
routed by the backwoodsmen of the coun-
try, sharpshooters, every one.”’ (D. H.
Montgomery, author of Leading Facts of
Amer. History.)
‘‘After th: Camden disaster the deep_
gloom continaed till October when Col.
Ferguson was sent with a force of British
and Tories to the Northwest to subdue the
patriots in that region. Instantly there
was an uprising of the hunters and farmers
of this wild and romantic region to defend
their homes from the brutal enemy. These
hardy mountaineers, ready to move at a
moments warning, came from every direc-
tion toa common meeting place. A King’s
Mountain in North Carolina, where the
British were entrenched, these American
riflemen charged up the steep sides, sur-
rounded the enemy and cut them down
till about half were killed and the rest fled
in dismay. It wasa brilliant victory won
by sheer bard fighting and is brought su-
preme joy to the long suffering patriots,
for it proved to be decisive, it turned the
tide of English rule in the South.”
(Blaisdell. )
Here is a good comment on our point,
“We can well understand that the sestie.
ment of a new country amid hostile Indians
demanded from our cclonial fathers
eternal vigilance and developed in them a
remarkable skill with firearms. Even the
colonial boy, we are told, as soon as he
was big enough to hold a musket was given
powder and ball to shoot squirrels. After
a little practice, he was required to bring
as many squirrels as was given him charges
for the gun, under the penalty of a severe
lecture or even of baving his jacket tanned.
At the age of twelve the boy became a
block-house soldier with a loophole assign.
ed him, from which to shoot when the set-
tlement was attacked by Indians. Growing
older he became a hunter of deer, bears,
and other wild animals and had at any
moment, day or night, to be 1n readiness
to pit his life against those of hostile In-
dians.’”” ( Blaisdell.)
This first point, it seems to me, is of in-
finite suggestiveness, this skill with the
rifle as the resalt of colonial conditions and
the peculiar characteristics and necessities
of Indian warfare. The effects of the tradi-
tion continued and are not yet lost. Theo-
dore Roosevelt in his Naval History of the |
"War of 1812 brings out this same instinct
and habit, appearing in the gunnery of the |
American sailor on the sea, the new idea
and difference between the practice of the
American and English sailor, the latter fir-
ing on the rising wave, the former on the
falling, this idea was original and won. It
was this same skill that gave us the battle
of New Orleans under Andrew Jackson,
routing Wellington’s seasoned veterans
who had conquered Napoleon, the best
troops in the world outnumbering the
Americans two to one. It was this skill 80
displayed that brought from the exiled
Napoleon an expression of envy and admi-
ration. This quality was still evident in
the Spanish-American War. It was that
which elsewhere in the world enabled the
British to regret its neglect, and stiH more
recently helped Japan to victory, straight
aiming and sure shooting.
Our next and second poins brings us back
even more pointedly and vividly, because
of its concentration, to those for us ‘‘an-
cient’ days, sc that we catch, as it were,
their very atmosphere and spirit. I mean
the opportunity that was furnished the
colonists of measuring themselves, their
skill in warfare, their marsial prowess with
the regular troops of the army of France,
old France ; France before the Revolu.
tion, of the old regime. We have in our
histories hurried over this period too much.
There is one special feat that perfectly
illustrates my point and which undonbt.
edly, as is recognized by Jobn Fisk more
than by any one else, bad much to do with
developing the mental confidence and self-
reliance of the colonists, making them
It was |
dare to think of finally opposing the might
of Great Britain herself, that is the siege of
Louisharg.
“During the third French and Indian
War which began when George Washing-
ton was a boy of fourteen, and lasted four
years, the New England colonists deter-
mined to strike against France. They fitted
out an army of about four thousand, fisher-
men and farmers, put their expedition
vuder the command of Gen. William
Pepperell, and sailed from Boston to cap-
ture Louishurg on the Island of Cape Bre-
ton. With its walls of masonry, thirty
feet high, this was the strongest fortress of
the continent except Quebec,and was known
as the Gibraltar of America. It command
ed the entrance to the Gulf and the month
of the St. Lawrence. With the aid of a
British fleet, the colonists laid si ege to the
Great Fortress. After a lively contest of
about six weeks, Louisburg was taken.”
(1745.)
The Colonial army returned to Boston
and was received with shouts of joy; but at
the close of the war Louisburg was restored
to the Frenoh. Great was the wrath of
the colonists who spoke of the surrender
as a black day to be forever blotted out of
the New England calendars.’ ( Blaisdell.)
Mark you this was done by the colonists
alone, unaided by British troops, the Eng-
lish ships only afforded transportation,
there was not an Eoglish soldier on the
spot. To quote Fisk, ‘‘The mad scheme of
Vaughn and Shirley (Governor of Massa-
chusetts) had become a reality. When the
news was disseminated abroad, the civi-
lized world was dumb with amazement.
For the first time it waked up to the fact
that a new military bad grown up in
America. One of the strongest fortresses
on the face-of the earth had surrendered
to a force of New England militia. Pep-
perell, the commander of the expedition,
was at once oreated a baronet, being the
only American who ever attained that
rank. Louisburg Square in Boston com-
memorates the viotory.’’
John Fisk goes on to relate how he found
stowed away in Harvard Library an iron
cross brought home as a trophy of the vic-
tory, which bad originally decorated a
building in the public square at Louisbarg.
He caused it to be placed on the roof of
one of the wings of the building till it was
stolen by some madcap student ignorant of
its historical value. The indignation
aroused cansed it to be restored and now it
reposes safely inside the Library.
But can we imagine anything that wounld
give the colonial soldier greater confidence
than a victory like this?
Here is another point which illustrates
the same kind of training and colonial prep-
aration, far from being so well knowe, yes,
well nigh forgotten, not with France, this
time, but with Spain, almost equally pic-
turesque and romantic, though not so per-
fect an example of independent training.
Who remembers that Havana was once cap-
tured by Englishmen before onr Spanish-
American wai? Bat so it was in 1762.
British troops were employed this time, but
without the colonial Sroops the attempt
would have failed undoubtedly, they call-
ed them a body of provincials. New Jersey
sent five hundred, New York eight han-
dred, Connecticut one thousand men un-
der Col. Putnam whose transport was ship-
wrecked on a coral reef just outside of Moro
Castle, bus all got safely to land on hastily
constructed rafts. The long and short of
it was, Havana fell! bat like Louisburg
was restored to the original owners when
the treaty was made. Few of the colonial
troops ever lived to return, the usoal sick-
bess was too rampant, bot the friends at
home had their mental horizon broadened
just so much. We forget that as colonists,
we had wider connections than afterward
as independents. Finally, some of these
Yankee officers who stormed Havana were |
present at the capture of Montreal and Que-
bee, en the Plains of Abrabam,and the col-
onists helped England drive the Frencls for- |
ever from America.
Thus they gained familiarity with war-
fare and skill in fighting continuously both
against the Indians as well as against the
disciplined troops of France and Spain, till
the time came to turn their weapons against
the British soldier himself, and finally to
throw off the English yoke forever.
Our third and last point is an important
one, the colonial soldier fought beside the
British, he was afterwards to fight against
them; he became familiar with their excel.
lencies and their deficiencies. We have but
to mention Braddock’s defeat when the
star of Washington began to ascend, that
defeat was partially due to the obstinacy,
the stupidity, the lack of adaptation, the
arrogance and general boorishuess of the
British officers refusing to take advice from
the colonial officer, and it gave a personal
sting to the wider conflict.
Dr. Weir Mitchell in his autobiography
portrays this spirit and gives us the descrip- |
Braddock re-
tion of Braddock’s defeat.
fuses to listen to Washington's advice, he
would throw out no scouts, trusted to the
close formation in the forest glade, he
scorned the wisdom of the colonial officer,
be forbore not to express his contempt in
words as well as in conduct and he paid
with his life for the privilege.
William Thackery in his Virginians,
Englishman that he was, was keen enough
to picture clearly this same arrogance of
the English officer towards his American
brother of the same stock and speech, but
having the misfortune, in his eyes, to have
been born not in the mother country but
in a colony, forsooth, as if Englishmen
themselves were not colonists in the Bri-
ish Isles!
Here Blaisdell’s school history again gives
us apt illustrations of the same spirit: An-
drew Jackson, thirteen years old, bad seen
the massacre of Col. Buford’s troops when
Tarleton had treacherously butchered one
hundred and thirteen Americans, his own
brother slain and himself captured. ‘““While
under guard, a pompous British officer
came up to him and cried out, ‘‘Here, boy,
clean my boots.” ‘‘No sir, I am a prisoner
of war and entitled to better treatment.’’
Down came the officer’s sword aiming at
the boy’s head, warding off the blow with
his arm, he received a wound the marks of
which he carried {0 his grave. This boy
grew up to be the seventh president of the
United States.’
‘‘General Morgan in his youth had been
a teamster, one day by order of a tyrannie-
al British officer, he was given five hun-
dred lashes for some slight offense, he
walked away as saucy and defiant asever,’’
He afterward became the American general
who with Marion, the “Swamp fox,” and
Sumpter won glory for American valor in
the South, and we may think of them al-
most as American ‘‘Robin Hoods.’
We have not time to quote more or illus-
trate further, but must hasten to a finish.
Let us make a general observation, what
all men seek is self respect. When others
fail to allow us the right to possess this, we
men generally seize a chance to fight to
prove and assert it, with weapons, if need
be, to risk our lives, to shed our blood to
claim it; the working of this law furnished
a personal motive to the American officer,
it steadied his arm and fired his spirit.
Spain made the same mistake with her
colonies, this is the reason ste lost them.
She showed herself cruel to the natives and
she aroused the hatred of her children; the
Spanish officer, the Spanish monk was too
proud to recognize the colonist born as an
equal, or to have a right to the privileges
he arrogated to himself.
It is oue explanation of the wide instinct
and desire for an independent national ex-
istence. We note the same spirit working
in Canada. It throws a flood of light and
understanding on our Revolutionary War.
16 is the thing now that gives a sting to our
relations with Germany; the Admiral of
the petty nobility, the Colonel Baron is
loath to respect the equal social standing
of the American officer,he cannot conceive,
forsooth, that more than a few Americans
can be gentlemen, and so'he plays with
American millionaires with a smile of con-
tempt and social superiority.
Do yoa see my point? perhaps I can
hardly expect you to, it is stated so baldly;
it bas its place, however,as a colonial prep-
aration for the War of Independence, and
I claim Thackery as authority for its reo-
ognition. The refusal to recognize the
equality of right, position and honor shown
by the British to the colonists necessitated
an assertion of the thing denied. The war
was an adjustment of relations and resto-
ration of equilibrium between freehorn
Englishmen, whichever side of the ocean
they were born, for the American colonists
were of the same tradition and self-respect-
ing race as Cornwallis, and Howe, and the
rest; they would not long endure to be
treated as less than equal by any men on
earth. Green in his history of the English
people says: ‘“The great Chatham in the
Parliament cf England, at the time that
they were glorying in Howe's success over
Washington, ‘‘You cannot conquer Amer-
ica, if I were an American as I am an
Eoglishmen, while foreign troops were
landed in my country, I would never lay
down my arms, never! never! never!”’ He
says also, ‘‘Whatever may be the import-
ance of American independence in the hig-
tory of England, it was of unequalled mo-
ment in the history of the world, from
henceforth the life of this people flowed
not in one current, but in two, and the
newer. has risen to a prominence which has
changed the face of the world."
A British writer said recently in writing
of the literary associations of the American
Embassy, that when James Russel Lowell
came to take up the duties of his ambassa-
dorship, he was at first ina defensive
spirit for he remembered writing, during
the Civil War, a masterly and pointed ar-
ticle on a ‘‘Certain - condescension in for-
eigners’” which they certainly have shown
from the first almost to our own day.
The following is quoted from the Outlook
(Oct. 21st.) Lowell was once compliment-
ed hy a woman of good position in London,
on his good manners, she expressed aston-
ishment that an American should have ac-
quired the air of the best society. ‘‘Yom
forget, Madam, how favorably I have been
exposed,”’” was the response with a satirical
bow. An Englishman was recalling, nok
long ago, the changed feeling in England
toward: Americans, “Why I remember, ?’
he said with delightful unconsciousness
*‘The time when the feeling was so strong
that if an Englishman entered a room and
found an American, he immediately went
out.” ‘‘Yes,” replied the American, ‘‘The
change has certainly been great. The feel-
ing in America against the English was so
Strong a little earlier that we sent them all
home.”
But we bave, at last, in this
nineteen hundred and five,
idency of his Excellency,
year of grace
under the pres-
Theodore Roose-
velt and his Secretary of State, Mr. Hay,
thrown off almost the last vestige of this
sensitiveness of the colonial spirit. Ibis
the final triumph in the depths of the soul
of the War of Independence. The exis-
tence of need helped our forefathers to fight
for its abolishment, the struggle was long-
er than they thought.
Let me quote as a conclusion the speech
of Senator Hoar, a sort of confession of his
religious faith, which I use as a definition
of the American spirit. Notice that he
couples the American people with his
thought of the purposes of God. ‘I believe
in God, in the living God, and in the
American people who do not how the neck
or bend the knee toany other, and desire
Bo other to bow the neck or bend the knee
to them. I believe that the God who}has
created this world bas ordained that his
children may work out their own salvation
by obedience to his laws without any die-
tation or coercion from any other; I believe
the moral law and the Golden Rule are for
nations as well as for individuals. I be-
lieve, finally, whatever clonds may darken
the horizon, that the world is growing bet-
ter, that to-day is better than yesterday
anil to-morrow will be better than to-day.”
It is what President Roosevelt means by
‘‘A square deal.”’ Our forefathers means
what they said when they grasped the truth
-in its essential reality thas all men are cre-
ated free and equal, though i$ is not
true in its narrower interpretation. Yet
American diplomacy succeeds to-day be-
cause we are willing to allow others what
we claim for ourselves, the self-respect of a
free people. It was this in our forefathers
that wins us to honor them most, that
makes us most glad and proud in our heri-
tage.
We must watch that neither we, Lor our
children, nor the children of the stranger
on our shores shall lose it in the years to
come, this American spirit of independent
right to self-respect; and may we say if,
threatening clouds of danger do arise
on the horizon, on every side; they spell
danger to our heritage. "We must study to
understand their nature, these tendencies
of the times; we must watch and be ready
to give our answer, the answer of a people
of an uncorrupted spirit, and please God, a
reople whose spirit shall never be wholly,
nor long stay partially, corrupted.
Even though to prevent it we hazard a re-
vival, a repetition of the daring, the saecri-
fice, the sure aiming and straight shooting,
the carelessness of regular soldiery, the
Revolutionary spirititself of the Free men
of ’76.
Perhaps, all our national existence is but
a “‘Colonial Preparation’’for a final** War of
Independence’’ whereby the human spirit
shall become Free as never before. For
surely our task is not yet done nor can we
rest from our struggles without losing
somewhat of the precious things we have
received.
‘'Oh beautiful! My country!
Among the nations bright without compare
What were our lives without Thee?
What were our lives to save Thee?
We reck not what we gave Thee,
We will not dare to doubt Thee,
But ask whatever else and we will dare?’
(Lowell's Commemoration Ode.)
This is the best possible reason for the
existence of such a society as the “*Davgh-
ters of the American Revolution.” What
they keep fresh in onr minds is the mem-
ory and the inspiration of the deeds ani
achievements of the past, which onght to
teach us to desire .and aspire for such
things in the future, and prepare us to ex-
pect and achieve the rame for our country’s
sake.—Read before the Bellefonte Chapter of
the Daughters of the American Revolution,
Oct. 3rd., 1905, by Rev. George Isracl Browne.
BALFOUR CABINET QUITS
British Premier Tendered Resignations
to King Edward.
London, Dec. 5.—The political crisis
in the United Kingdom reached a cli-
max when Arthur J. Balfour, the pre:
mier, formally tendered the resigna-
tions of himself and the members of
his cabinet to King Edward, who ac-
cepted them. His majesty has invited
Sir Henry Campbell Bannerman to an
interview, when he will offer him the
mission of forming a new cabinet. Sir
Henry will accept the task, and with-
in a few days, even within a few hours,
a new government will be formed.
Smoked In Bed and Died For It.
West Chester, Pa., Dec. 4—Because
he took his lighted pipe along as a
bedfellow, Thomas Tyndale, of North-
brook, died in the Chester county hos-
pital here, to which he had been taken
after being terribly burned. Tyndale
went to bed with the pipe in his
mouth, and the contents fired the bed
clothing after he had fallen asleep,
burning his lower extremities to a
crisp before he was pulled out of his
house by neighbors who were attract
ed by his cries.
John Mitchell Recovers.
Indianapolis, Dec. 5.—President John
Mitchell, of the United Mine Workers
of America, presided at the meeting
of the national executive board, in ses-
sion at headquarters. Business trans-
acted was routine. Mr. Mitchell has
recovered from his sickness.