Old Ben Franklin, the father of American science and the American Union, was n't ashamed to be born here.

Jim Otis, the father of American Independence, bothered about in the Cape Cod marshes awhile, but he came to Boston as soon as he got big enough.

Joe Warren, the first bloody ruffed-shirt of the Revolution, was as good as born here.

Parson Charming strolled along this way from Newport, and stayed here.

Pity old Sam Hopkins hadn't come, too;--we'd have made a man of him,--poor, dear, good old Christian heathen! There he lies, as peaceful as a young baby, in the old burying-ground! I've stood on the slab many a time.