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Identifier: pennsgreenecount00hotc (find matches)
Title: Penn's greene country towne; pen and pencil sketches of early Philadelphia and its prominent characters
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Hotchkin, S(amuel) F(itch), 1833- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Penn, William, 1644-1718
Publisher: Philadelphia, Ferris & Leach
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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eclarationof Independence read in the State Houseyard, and as a matron she entertained Wash-ington at Stenton, and visited Mount Vernonwith her husband. In the Revolution it was ordered thatStenton should be burned, when seventeenhouses between Philadelphia and German-town were fired for alleged aggressions fromsome of them. Two men came to bum Sten-ton, and told the colored housekeeper to takeher property out, while they went to the barnfor straw to set the house on fire. A Britishofficer rode up seeking deserters. The quick-witted housekeeper replied that they hadgone to the barn to hide in the straw. Theofficer cried: Come out, rascals, and run be-fore me into camp! They protested, andalleged their commissions, but the Loganhouse, with its important manuscripts, wassaved. This faithful woman was buried inthe garden at Stenton. Deborah Logan wrote an account ofJames Logan, as she was very conversantwith his history. One morning in June shehad risen very early, and was at work at her
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The Return 105 copying, as the fragrance of the roses waswafted into the open windows of the upperroom which had been the library of Pennssecretary. She had been for a day or twotoiling over a letter from Logan to Penn, onwhich the mice and the mould had been con-tending for generations, and where it washard to name the victors. Her sleep had beendisturbed by the puzzle, and she caught her-self in waking talking aloud about it. Shegazed fixedly at the portrait of Logan whichhung on the wall before her for a time, andthen addressed it, as if it were alive: ^ Hon-ored ancestor of my worthy husband, I deep-ly wish that thou couldst unravel my rid-dle ! So engrossed w^as she in the thought, andso closely did she feel the relation with himwho had occupied her life-work for years,that she felt no wonder when the counte-nance moved, the eyes looked kindly dow^n onher, and the lips parted to explain the diffi-culty, and then added more instruction, thus: Dear child of my house, I thank theefo

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