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    Neal, the Miller: A Son of Liberty
    Neal, the Miller: A Son of Liberty
    Neal, the Miller: A Son of Liberty
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    Neal, the Miller: A Son of Liberty

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    Neal, the Miller: A Son of Liberty
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    James Otis

    James Otis Kaler (March 19, 1848 — December 11, 1912) was an American journalist and author of children’s literature. He used the pen name James Otis.

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      Title: Neal, the Miller

      A Son of Liberty

      Author: James Otis

      Posting Date: July 9, 2009 [EBook #4293]

      Release Date: July, 2003

      First Posted: December 30, 2001

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK NEAL, THE MILLER ***

      Produced by John Kaler

      NEAL, THE MILLER

      A SON OF LIBERTY

      BY

      JAMES OTIS

      CONTENTS

      CHAPTER I

      THE PROJECT

      I fear you are undertaking too much, Neal. When a fellow lacks two years of his majority—

      You forget that I have been my own master more than a year. Father gave me my time before he died, and that in the presence of Governor Wentworth himself.

      Why before him rather than 'Squire White?

      I don't know. My good friend Andrew McCleary attended to the business for me, and to-day I may make contracts as legally as two years hence.

      Even with that advantage I do not see how it will be possible for you to build a grist-mill; or, if you should succeed in getting so far with the project, how you can procure the machinery. It is such an undertaking as Andrew McCleary himself would not venture.

      Yet he has promised me every assistance in his power.

      And how much may that be? He has no friends at court who can—

      Neither does he wish for one there, Stephen Kidder. He is a man who has the welfare of the colonists too much at heart to seek for friends near the throne.

      It is there he will need them if he hopes to benefit New Hampshire.

      Perhaps not. The time is coming when it behooves each of us to observe well the law regarding our arms.

      You mean the statute which declares that 'every male from sixteen to sixty must have ready for use one musket and bayonet, a knapsack, cartridge-box, one pound of powder, twenty bullets and twelve flints?'

      There is none other that I know of.

      Then I shall not be a law-breaker, for I am provided in due form. But what has that to do with your mill? I think you will find it difficult to buy the stamped paper necessary for the lawful making of your contracts unless you dispose of your outfit for war or hunting, which is the best to be found in Portsmouth.

      That I shall never do, even if I fail in getting the mill. Do you know, Stephen, that I was admitted to the ranks of the Sons of Liberty last night?

      The honours are being heaped high on the head of the would-be miller of the Pascataqua, Kidder replied, with a laugh. Do you expect the Sons of Liberty will do away with the necessity for stamped paper?

      Who shall say? Much can—

      Walter Neal did not conclude the sentence, for at that instant two men passed, and a signal, so slight as not to be observed by his companion, was given by one of the new-comers, causing the young man to hasten away without so much as a word in explanation of his sudden departure, while Stephen Kidder stood gazing after him in blank amazement.

      The two friends whose conversation was so suddenly interrupted were natives of the town of Portsmouth, in the Province of New Hampshire; and, had either had occasion to set down the date of this accidental meeting, it would have been written, October 26th, 1765.

      As has been suggested, Walter Neal's ambition was to erect a grist-mill a certain distance up the Pascataqua River, where was great need of one, since land in that portion of the province was being rapidly settled; and, although without capital, he believed it might be possible for him to accomplish his desires.

      He was favourably known to the merchants of Portsmouth, and thanks to the efforts of his friend, Andrew McCleary,—ten years his senior,—several tradesmen had intimated that perhaps they might advance sufficient money to start the enterprise in a limited way.

      Neal had inherited a small amount of property from his father; but, like many of the farmers in the New World, he was sadly hampered by the lack of ready money. During several weeks prior to this accidental meeting with Stephen Kidder, he had been forced to temporarily abandon his scheming in regard to the mill, that he might try to raise sufficient money with which to pay the annual tax, already more than burdensome, upon his small estate.

      As Neal hastened after the two men who had given him the signal to follow them, the most engrossing thought in his mind was as to how the amount of four pounds and seven shillings in cash could be raised without a sacrifice of the cattle from the home farm.

      Ephraim Foulsham had partially agreed to advance the sum if he could be secured by a chattel-mortgage, and when Neal overtook those in advance he

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