A man, strange indeed with his long hair, ragged clothes, and feet bare save for Indian moccasins, held out his hand to Rose. “Don’t be afraid, little girl. It’s only Appleseed Johnny. Welcome to my orchard! Come and see my trees, little girl.” As the man led Rose out of the cave and into a…… Continue reading Appleseed Johnny
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Paul Revere
Side by side, the boys made their way toward the Long Wharf. Boston in those days was a little town of low buildings, wide fields and gardens. The Town House and Market Place saw most of the business of the Colonies transacted, for Boston was the most important sea-port. Long Wharf, the goal of Crispus…… Continue reading Paul Revere
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