JONATHAN. Why, as to the matter of that, Mr.----; pray, what's your name? JESSAMY. Jessamy, at your service. JONATHAN. Why, I swear we don't make any great matter of distinction in our state between quality and other folks. JESSAMY. This is, indeed, a levelling principle.--I hope, Mr. Jonathan, you have not taken part with the insurgents. JONATHAN. Why, since General Shays has sneaked off and given us the bag to hold, I don't care to give my opinion; but you'll promise not to tell--put your ear this way--you won't tell?--I vow I did think the sturgeons were right. JESSAMY. I thought, Mr. Jonathan, you Massachusetts-men always argued with a gun in your hand. Why didn't you join them? JONATHAN. Why, the Colonel is one of those folks called the Shin--Shin--dang it all, I can't speak them _lignum vitæ_ words--you know who I mean--there is a company of them--they wear a China goose at their button-hole--a kind of gilt thing.--Now the Colonel told father and brother,--you must know there are, let me see--there is Elnathan, Silas, and Barnabas, Tabitha--no, no, she's a she--tarnation, now I have it--there's Elnathan, Silas, Barnabas, Jonathan, that's I--seven of us, six went into the wars, and I stayed at home to take care of mother. Colonel said that it was a burning shame for the true blue Bunker-Hill sons of liberty, who had fought Governor Hutchinson, Lord North, and the Devil, to have any hand in kicking up a cursed dust against a government which we had, every mother's son of us, a hand in making. JESSAMY. Bravo!--Well, have you been abroad in the city since your arrival? What have you seen that is curious and entertaining? JONATHAN. Oh! I have seen a power of fine sights. I went to see two marble-stone men and a leaden horse that stands out in doors in all weathers; and when I came where they was, one had got no head, and t' other wer'n't there. They said as how the leaden man was a damn'd tory, and that he took wit in his anger and rode off in the time of the troubles. JESSAMY. But this was not the end of your excursion. JONATHAN. Oh, no; I went to a place they call Holy Ground. Now I counted this was a place where folks go to meeting; so I put my hymn-book in my pocket, and walked softly and grave as a minister; and when I came there, the dogs a bit of a meeting-house could I see. At last I spied a young gentlewoman standing by one of the seats which they have here at the doors. I took her to be the deacon's daughter, and she looked so kind, and so obliging, that I thought I would go and ask her the way to lecture, and--would you think it?--she called me dear, and sweeting, and honey, just as if we were married: by the living jingo, I had a month's mind to buss her. JESSAMY. Well, but how did it end?