One day he met the Governor on the green.
“Governor,” he said, “I watch at nights. You know all. I watch for spies that are looking for the magazines. You know, Governor. I can do you a greater service than that.”
“Well, boy, you speak well. What can you do?”
“I can think and talk with the skies.”
“That is bravely said, but what do you mean?”
“I can set beacons on the hills. I have studied the hilltops, and how to look far. I can see how I could flash a signal from one hill to Plainfield, and to Providence, and to New London.”
“Boy, boy, you see. I can trust you. Have you told Mr. Williams of this? Shepherd-boy, shepherd-boy, you are one after my own heart. Find out the way to set beacons. Set signals. How did this knowledge come to you?”
“My heart is full of my country, when I am among the flocks on the hills.”
“You are like another David. Talk with Dennis about these things.”