“And I am Asahel. Have my father’s intentions been fulfilled in me?”
“Yes, elder,” said the Governor. “They have!” shouted all. “That is a tale that makes me pray to become all I can,” said a taverner from Boston.
“The purpose of life is growth,” said the Governor. “Growth is revelation. Grow, grow, and past intentions will be fulfilled in you.”
He crossed Lebanon green in the moonlight.
Lebanon, the place that had been filled with life, with hasty orders to couriers, as “Fly!” “Haste!” was silent now. What would be the next news to come by the green?
CHAPTER XV
“CORNWALLIS IS TAKEN!”
These were thrilling days. The American armies were marching south, and with them were advancing the bugles of Auvergne.
Simple incidents, as well as incidents tragic and dramatic, picture times and periods, and we relate some of the family stories of General Knox of the artillery, who had collected powder and directed, often with his own hands, the siege-guns of the great events of the war.