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The
Paxton Boys;
This
single action is credited as being the first act in the American
War of Independence. In 1764 The Paxton Boys, were group of Scotch-Irish
frontier settlers from western Pennsylvania. At that time Philadelphia
was the state capital, the legislature met there, and the government,
pacifist and self-righteous, refused to help the Scotch Irish in
any way. Despite their anguished pleas, the legislature refused
to authorize money, powder, lead, guns, men, or equipment to help
the settlers.
In
a rage, some fifteen hundred of these Scotch Irish men known as
the Paxton Boys set out to attack Philadelphia. Fifteen hundred
very tough and very angry Scotch Irish men was not a force to be
ignored.
While the Paxton Boys advanced on Philadelphia, a merchant traveled
out to see where they were, he met a friend of his near Lancaster
who advised him that "these
angry men the Scotch-Irish, blood-thirsty Presbyterians,
who cut off the head of King Charles I, they are nearby"
The Quaker panicked, raced out of town and back to Philadelphia
to spread the awful news. His message caused hysteria, pandemonium,
and a general uproar. All hell broke loose! Church bells pealed,
messengers raced their horses hither and yon through the streets
and endless meetings were held of the legislature and City Council.
Quakers had always proudly proclaimed their pacifism and were fond
of lecturing the Scotch Irish to be kind to the Indians and to disavow
fighting as a means of resolving their problems. Now, with a raging
fighting force of Scotch Irish on its way to their city - and themselves
as the target - they suddenly forgot the power of "love and
kindness," developed an admiration for muskets, and showed
up carrying guns and hastily organized themselves into military
units.
(When this was reported to the invading Scotch Irish it brought
forth howls laughter.) Meanwhile back in Philadelphia artillery was wheeled into place in public
squares and aimed down the roads from which the Scotch Irish frontiersmen might
approach. Crowds roamed the streets, searching for news and spreading
rumors.
At the ungodly hour of 2 AM on Monday, February 6, 1764, the city
was awakened to The clanging of fire-bells and the repeated roll
of drums.
The dreaded moment had arrived!
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