Old Cape Cod : $b the land, the men, the seaBangs, Mary Rogers
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Old Cape Cod : $b the land, the men, the sea
Bangs, Mary Rogers
Cape Cod (Mass.)
“... renounce the Pope, the Turk,
The King, the Devil, and all his work;
And if you will set me at ease,
Turn Whig or Christian—what you please.”
Now, behold, the court: Otis, Winslow, Bacon, led by the sheriff
with a white staff in his left hand and a drawn sword in his right.
“Gentlemen,” demanded Otis, “what is the purpose for which this vast
assemblage is collected here?” Whereupon Freeman, from the steps of
the courthouse, replied in a fine speech, the upshot of which was
that they proposed to prevent their honors from holding court to
the end, particularly, that there should be no appeals to the hated
higher court of the king’s council, “well knowing if they have no
business, they can do no harm.”
“Sirs, you obstruct the law,” thundered Otis. Then, more mildly,
“Why do you leap before you come to the hedge?” He ordered them to
disperse, and cited his “duty.” “We shall continue to do ours,”
countered Freeman. “And never,” cries one who saw the play, “never
have I seen any man whatever who felt quite so cleverly as did Doctor
Freeman during the whole of this business.”
The court withdrew, and, waited upon later by a committee, signed an
agreement not to accept any commission or do any business dependent
on those acts of Parliament that tend “to change our constitution
into a state of slavery.” The protestants crowned their work by
calling upon all justices and sheriffs of the county to sign the
agreement, and by adjuring all military officers to refuse service
under the captain-general “who is appointed to reduce us to obedience
to the late unconstitutional acts and who has actually besieged the
capital of this province with a fleet and army.” Barnstable and
Yarmouth, having been interrogated as to whether they had dropped
the legislators voting against the Continental Congress, their
affirmation was received with cheers. That night some damage was done
the new Liberty Pole, which was surmounted by a gilt ball, one of the
“miscreants” blazoning thereon:
“Your liberty pole
I dare be bold
Appears like Dagon bright,
But it will fall
And make a scrawl
Before the morning light.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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