And Folk-Lore

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1910. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. It was one by the village clock, When he galloped into Lexington. He saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already stood aghast At the bloody work they would look upon. You know the rest. In the books you have read, How the British Regulars fired and fled, -- How the farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind each fence and farmyard wall, Chasing the redcoats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load. PETER RUGG, THE MISSING MAN. BY WILLIAM AUSTIN. (From Jonathan DunwelZ of New York to Mr. Herman Krauff.) SIR, -- Agreeably to my promise, I now relate to you all the particulars of the lost man and child which I have been able to collect. It is entirely owing to tho humane interest you seemed to take in the report that I have pursued the inquiry to tho following result. You may remember that business called me to Boston in the summer of 1820. I sailed in the packet to Providence; and when I arrived thero, I learned that every seat in the stage was engaged. I was thus obliged either to wait a few hours, or accept a seat with the driver, who civilly offered me that accommodation. Accordingly I took my seat by his side, and soon found him intelligent and communicative. When we had travelled about ten miles, the horses suddenly threw their ears on their necks as flat as a hare's. Said the driver, "Have you a surtout with you 1" "No," said T; "why do you ask 1" "You will want one soon," said he. "Do you observe the e...