Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhymeChild, Lydia Maria
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Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhyme
Child, Lydia Maria
American essays -- 19th century; American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
He descanted, with untiring volubility,
on the rights of American citizens, and the cruel circumstances
attending the death of Bruce. Men clenched their rifles and drew their
breath hard, while they listened. There is no mistaking the symptoms.
The old spirit of Lexington and Concord is here! They had better not
trifle with the Puritan blood much longer!
Anon, they brought in the body of the murdered man. His countenance was
placid, as the sleep of childhood. The widow asked to see him, and
tenderly they brought her to that couch of death. Oh, what a shriek was
there! Father of mercies! it went up to thy throne. Wilt thou not answer
it? In view of that suffocating agony, the soldiers bowed their heads
and wept.
When Governor Shannon, with his escort, came riding across the prairie,
there was none to invoke a blessing on him. General Robinson went out to
receive him, and some one suggested that the chief magistrate appointed
by the President ought to be received with cheers. The door of the room
where the murdered body lay was open, and men saw it, as they passed in
and out. The sobs of the broken hearted widow were heard from the room
adjoining. His reception was very much like that of Richard Third, who
caused the murder of his brother’s children. John Bradford went through
a formal introduction to Governor Shannon, but Katie turned quickly
away, saying, “If _he_ had done his duty, this would not have happened.”
The brothers of William Bruce turned away also, and said coldly, “We
have no faith in that man.” The Governor saw plainly enough that the
blood of Kansas was up to fever heat, and that it was prudent to cool it
down. He was very courteous and conciliatory, and promised to disperse
the bands of ruffians at Franklin and elsewhere. General Robinson
co-operated with him in these efforts at pacification. He addressed the
people in a speech setting forth mutual mistakes and misrepresentations,
which he trusted time would correct. He had always shown himself brave
in danger, and they knew that he was cautious for the good of Kansas,
not for his own interest or safety. Most of them yielded to his
arguments, and accepted his invitation to a supper at the Free State
Hotel, in honor of peace restored. But some walked away, contemptuously,
saying, “Governor _Sham_!”
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