The royal troops thought Massachusetts as easy to
subdue as the South Carolinians affect to think, and
expressed it in almost the same language:—“Whenever
it comes to blows, he that can run the fastest will
think himself best off.” The revolutionists
admitted that “the people abroad have too generally
got the idea that the Americans are all cowards and
poltroons.” A single regiment, it was generally
asserted, could march triumphant through New England.
The people took no pains to deny it. The guard
in Boston captured thirteen thousand cartridges at
a stroke. The people did not prevent it.
A citizen was tarred and feathered in the streets
by the royal soldiery, while the band played “Yankee
Doodle.” The people did not interfere.
“John Adams writes, there is a great spirit
in the Congress, and that we must furnish ourselves
with artillery and arms and ammunition, but avoid war,
if possible,—if possible.” At
last, one day, these deliberate people finally made
up their minds that it was time to rise,—and
when they rose, everything else fell. In less
than a year afterwards, Boston being finally evacuated,
one of General Howe’s mortified officers wrote
home to England, in words which might form a Complete
Letter-Writer for every army-officer who has turned
traitor, from Beauregard downward,—“Bad
times, my dear friend. The displeasure I feel
in the small share I have in our present insignificancy
is so great, that I do not know the thing so desperate
I would not undertake, in order to change our situation.”
It is fortunate that the impending general contest
has also been recently preceded by a local one, which,
though waged under circumstances far less favorable
to the North, yet afforded important hints by its
results. It was worth all the cost of Kansas to
have the lesson she taught, in passing through her
ordeal. It was not the Emigrant Aid Society which
gave peace at last to her borders, nor was it her
shifting panorama of evanescent governors; it was the
sheer physical superiority of her Free-State emigrants,
after they took up arms. Kansas afforded the
important discovery, as some Southern officers once
naively owned at Lecompton, that “Yankees would
fight.” Patient to the verge of humiliation,
the settlers rose at last only to achieve a victory
so absurdly rapid that it was almost a new disappointment;
the contest was not so much a series of battles as
a succession of steeplechases, of efforts to get within
shot,—Missouri, Virginia, and South Carolina
invariably disappearing over one prairie-swell, precisely
as the Sharp’s rifles of the emigrants appeared
on the verge of the next. The slaveholders had
immense advantages: many of the settlers were
in league with them to drive out the remainder; they
had the General Government always aiding them, more
or less openly, with money, arms, provisions, horses,
men, and leaders; they had always the Missouri border
to retreat upon, and the Missouri River to blockade.