The Dark Day of the Revolution
THE Dark Day of the Revolution has been frequently described, to many yet living, by ancient people who were eyewitnesses. This account was given by a Rhode Island lady, a cousin of General Nathaniel Greene:— “The sky was clear until nearly noon, when the sun began to fade, as if its light were withdrawn, until it needed very keen eyes to mark its position in the heavens. At first there was a sort of greenish twilight, then everything became as dark as midnight. The stars came out. The fowls went to roost. People looked at their clocks, sure that they must somehow have mistaken the time. The churches and meeting-houses were open. The bells tolled mournfully. Some men stood upon the corners, preaching that this was the last day, foretold by the evangelist. Some sat at open windows or on roofs, singing hymns. But just before sunset the sky cleared. I remember that my mother and father embraced each other, then kissed me, and seemed overjoyed, and the street was full of people running to and fro, and shouting that the world was safe.”— New York Sun.