Le maître d'patriot ; ou, Les aventures des deux Boston cannon, le ''Adams'' et ''Hancock''un conte de la minute les hommes et les fils de la liberté . histune, a été écrit en 1775. Elle commence : j:6 LE PATRIOT MAÎTRE. Père et moi sommes descendus au camp, avec le capitaine Goodwin,où nous voyons les hommes et les garçons.aussi épais que puddin-hâtive. Il y avait le capitaine Washington,sur un étalon slapping, A à donner des ordres aux hommes,je suppose qu'il y avait un million de dollars. L'air était joué à l'abandon de Burgoyne, andmuch à la fin de la Révolution. Nous reviendrons encore tothis story. AUie entendu le quartier animé de t

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The patriot schoolmaster; or, The adventures of the two Boston cannon, the ''Adams'' and ''Hancock''A tale of the minute men and the sons of liberty . histune, was written in 1775. It begins: i:6 THE PATRIOT SCHOOLMASTER. Father and I went down to camp, Along with Captain Goodwin, Where we see the men and boys.As thick as hasty-puddin. There was Captain Washington, Upon a slapping stallion, A-giving orders to the men, I guess there was a million. The air was played at the surrender of Burgoyne, andmuch at the close of the Revolution. We shall return tothis story again. AUie listened to the lively tune with intense interest.He began to drum : Rub-a-dub-dub, rub-a-dub, Rub-a-dub-dub-dub-dub;Rub-a-dub-dub, rub-a-dub, Rub-a-dub-dub-dub-dub. Ive caught it! said the boy. He listened. Theband at the Castle were playing it over again. He fol-lowed the band on his own little drum. It means war, said Sam Adams, shaking his head.The moon was rising over the sea; there was a coolnessin the air. He paced to and fro. It means war—war! Mr. Adams, I can drum. We may all have to follow the drum, Allie. Lets go Mr. Adams, I can drum that tune, and I will.. // i/iiis 7car ! THE widows suspicions. 17 They went down toward the Neck. Sam Adams wassilent, but Alhe follow-ed him, drumming that tune overand over, and thus they came to the hghts of their neigh-boring homes. The next da} was Sunday. To the horror of all, newscame to the customary worshippers in the Old North andin the Old South Church (as that church is now called)that the ships which had been moored near the Castlewere approaching the wharves. The people gathered againand gazed out on the sea. Were the regiments orderedhere by General Gage coming to enslave them ? Was thisthe beginning of a war with an uncertain end? It was Sunday, and the ships neared the wharves andunloaded a part of the troops, under the cover of the guns.The British soldiers landed with charged muskets, fixedbayonets, and drums beating. They marched to the Co

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