In the year 1843, a bright young scholar was collective evidence on the origins of the American Revolution.
He interviews Captain Levi Preston, a ninety-one years old, cantankerous Yankee who has fought on the day of Lexington and Concord.
Captain Preston, the historian began, “what made you go fight?”
The old soldier bristled at the idea that anyone had made him fight.
“What did I go for?” He replied.
The scholar missed his meaning and tried again.
“Were you oppressed by the Stamp Act?”
“I never saw any stamps”, Captain Preston answered, “and I always understood that none were ever sold”
“Well, what about the tea tax?”
”Tea tax? I never drank a drop of the stuff. The boys threw it all overboard”
”But I suppose you had been reading Harrington, Locke, and the eternal principle of liberty?”
”I never heard of these men,” Captain Preston said. “The only books we had were the Bible, hymns, and the almanacs”
”Well, then, what was the matter?”
”Young man,” Captain Preston replied, “what we meant in going for those Redcoats was this—we always had been free, and we meant to be free always. They meant differently.”
Those who have kept us in darkness want us to stay in the dark. But the light is upon us and there is no escaping its shine.