The Independence Day Horror at KillsburyCoolidge, Asenath Carver
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The Independence Day Horror at Killsbury
Coolidge, Asenath Carver
Children -- Death -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Fireworks -- Fiction; Fourth of July -- Fiction
"It should be, 'In times of peace prepare for more peace,'" said Ruth.
"And love," added Ralph.
As to the rest of the crowd that wended their way homeward that night it
is safe to say that there was not a soul among them that did not feel
elated with the thought that they had done a deed that would save more
than one mother's heart from anguish on the day that was fast approaching,
and might be the means of saving scores upon scores in the years that were
to come.
The Golden Rule President was more than pleased when he found that the
shortest way had been made available, and that the people, "the blessed
people," had caught the inspiration of Divinity and had done their own
work.
Editor Parnell's report was a luminous one; but whether it hit the
conscience or pride of one of the passengers on the Killsbury train the
next morning will be revealed hereafter.
CHAPTER XII.
A GOOD CELEBRATION--ADELAIDE SCHWARMER AND RUTH'S DOG.
Ralph learned that the Schwarmer Pyrotechnics and the agent employed to
show them off had come as usual on the midnight train. His wife and
daughter had also come, so as a matter of course there would be an extra
display. They did not come every year as Schwarmer himself did.
"They were in London last Fourth and were royally entertained by a
celebrated Pyrotechnist, who invented a patriotic piece called Eagle's
Screams on purpose for them," said Ralph.
"Perhaps they brought one home with them." laughed Ruth.
"And will bring it to the Hill to show off," added Ralph. "Well it will be
better and less dangerous than those abominable rockets."
"I thought rockets were not very dangerous, Ralph."
"There are rockets and rockets, sky rockets and war rockets and the
Satanic inventors are getting up new and worse ones every year. No knowing
what kind they have on the Hill. I have known of their having one at least
that travelled a much longer distance than from here to the Hill and then
went swooping down to the earth like a thunder bolt from the sky; but how
stupid of me to tell you so, dear. Forgive me if I have made you afraid."
"Not a bit, Ralph! I am never going to be afraid any more--that is, if you
will tell me all about those fiendish inventions, so I can keep out of
their way and help keep others out also. O how dreadful though to think
that such horrible things are made! Surely they never ought to be. They
are made to kill. They are a menace to human life on a prodigious scale
and the men who invent them are no better than would-be murderers and
should be arrested and treated as such."
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