"And what became of him when he grew up?"
"He was President."
"Mercury," said the editorial brother, "do you see that house across the
street?"
"The old Walton House?"
"The old Walton House."
"Of course I do."
"Well, Mercury, he lived there."
"Who lived where?" demanded Mercury, with wide-opening eyes.
"George Washington lived in the old Walton House."
"But not the same George?" asked Mercury, doubtfully. "Not the first
President?"
"The first wood-chopper of fame, and the first President," replied the
brother quill.
Mercury gazed at the house earnestly for a little while and then warmly
demanded, "Why don't they keep his old sign-board up to let folks know?"
_Bugle of Freedom!_ out of the mouths of babes and sucklings the truth
proceeds. It was the same instinct that caused the Easy Chair to exclaim
a year ago, as it contemplated the prospect of changing the old and
famous State-house, "Why take the old sign down?"