United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"'Gentlemen, we have taken a long and important step. On this new
ground we must hang together to the end.'
"'We must all hang together or assuredly we shall all hang separately,'
said Franklin with that gentle, fatherly smile of his.
"Again the signers laughed.
"Last night I heard Patrick Henry speak. He thrilled us with his
eloquence. He is a spare but rugged man, whose hands have been used to
toil like my own. They tell me that he was a small merchant, farmer
and bar-keeper down in Virginia before he became a lawyer and that he
educated himself largely by the reading of history. He has a rapid,
magnificent diction, slightly flavored with the accent of the Scot."
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In August, Howe had moved a part of his army from Halifax to Staten
Island and offensive operations were daily expected in Washington's
army. Jack hurried to his regiment, then in camp with others on the
heights back of Brooklyn. The troops there were not ready for a strong
attack. General Greene, who was in command of the division, had
suddenly fallen ill. Jack crossed the river the night of his arrival
with a message to General Washington. The latter returned with the
young Colonel to survey the situation. They found Solomon at
headquarters. He had discovered British scouts in the wooded country
near Gravesend. He and Jack were detailed to keep watch of that part
of the island and its shores with horses posted at convenient points so
that, if necessary, they could make quick reports.
Next day, far beyond the outposts in the bush, they tied their horses
in the little stable near Remsen's cabin on the south road and went on
afoot through the bush. Jack used to tell his friends that the
singular alertness and skill of Solomon had never been so apparent as
in the adventures of that day.
"Go careful," Solomon warned as they parted. "Keep a-goin' south an'
don't worry 'bout me."
"I thought that I knew how to be careful, but Solomon took the conceit
out of me," Jack was wont to say. "I was walking along in the bush
late that day when I thought I saw a move far ahead. I stopped and
suddenly discovered that Solomon was standing beside me.
"I was so startled that I almost let a yelp out of me.
"He beckoned to me and I followed him. He began to walk about as fast
as I had ever seen him go. He had been looking for me. Soon he slowed
his gait and said in a low voice:
"'Ain't ye a leetle bit car'less? An Injun wouldn't have no trouble
smashin' yer head with a tommyhawk. In this 'ere business ye got to
have a swivel in yer neck an' keep 'er twistin'. Ye got to know what's
goin' on a-fore an' behind ye an' on both sides. We must p'int fer
camp. This mornin' the British begun to land an army at Gravesend.
Out on the road they's waggin loads o' old folks an' women, an' babies
on their way to Brooklyn. We got to skitter 'long. Some o' their
skirmishers have been workin' back two ways an' may have us cut off.'"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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