Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary TimesEllis, Edward Sylvester
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Tales, Traditions and Romance of Border and Revolutionary Times
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Frontier and pioneer life -- United States -- Anecdotes; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Anecdotes
As soon as the completion of her eighteenth year released her from
indenture, she hastened to seek a situation in which to improve herself,
and made arrangements with a family to work one-half her time for her
board and lodging, while, during the other half, she attended the
district-school. Her improvement was so rapid, that in a comparatively
short space of time she was thought competent to teach, and by doing so
for one term, the ambitious girl amassed the sum of _twelve dollars_! In
all this we see the remarkable energy and force of character which
enabled her to carry out the career she afterward chose. The young
bound-girl who so soon would raise herself to the position of teacher,
must have had in her elements, which, had she been a _man_, would have
urged her to the performance of deeds that would have given her
prominence in those stirring days.
While Deborah was teaching her little summer school, the spirit of
resistance to tyranny which long had struggled toward the light, burst
forth over the whole country, never to be hid again. The first battle
had been fought at Lexington; the sound of the cannon had rolled from
Bunker Hill in echoes which would not die. They thrilled and trembled
along the air, in never-ending vibrations, smiting the ears of patriots,
and rousing their hearts to the duties and perils of the hour. Deborah,
in her little schoolroom, heard the sound. For her it had a peculiar
message; it called her—she could not resist! Something in her courageous
breast told her that she was as well fitted to serve her beloved country
as the young men, who, with kindling eyes and eager feet, were rushing
to its assistance. Walking slowly home from her school, along the lonely
road, looking out at night from the little window of her chamber at the
stars, she pondered the voice in her heart. The more she thought, the
more earnest she became in her desire. There was no reason why she
should silence the resolution which called her. She was accountable to
none; was friendless, without kindred or home. Why was she given this
vigorous and healthy frame, and this heroic heart, if not for the
service of her suffering country? Perhaps Providence had loosened her
from other ties, that she might attach herself solely to this holy
cause. With such arguments as these she quieted the timidity which arose
solely from maidenly fears that she might be detected in her plans, and
subjected to the embarrassment of being refused or ridiculed on account
of her sex.
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