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HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES

IN WORDS OF ONE SYLLABLE

BY MRS. HELEN W. PIERSON

WITH FORTY-SEVEN ILLUSTRATIONS.

[Illustration: AN ARMORED LOOK-OUT]

NEW YORK

GEORGE ROUTLEDGE & SONS

9 Lafayette Place

Copyright, 1883.

By Joseph L. Blamire.

PREFATORY.

In this "Child's History of the United States," it has been

the aim to use words of only one syllable. But it will be seen

that, in a historical work, names must be given of famous men,

of great battles, and of some important measures. It is thought

that parents or teachers can soon familiarize young people with

these names, so that they will read them as readily as the rest.

Titles have been sometimes omitted, and some names which deserve

a place and have it in larger histories, are not found here.

All such omissions have been made from the fear of rendering

the task of reading the book too difficult for many, who, as

they grow older, can add to the list that fame has made illustrious,

and take wider views of the history of this land.

H. W. P.

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER I.

How this Land was Found.

CHAPTER II.

The New World.

CHAPTER III.

The Red Men.

CHAPTER IV.

The War that Made us Free.

CHAPTER V.

Three Great Fights.

CHAPTER VI.

First in War--First in Peace.

CHAPTER VII.

The Rest of the War.

CHAPTER VIII.

In Times of Peace.

CHAPTER IX.

New Men and New Laws.

CHAPTER X.

The Slave Trade.

CHAPTER XI.

A New War.

CHAPTER XII.

The War of North and South.

CHAPTER XIII.

Peace Once More.

History of the United States.

CHAPTER I.

HOW THIS LAND WAS FOUND.

[Illustration: IN-DI-ANS HUNTING IN THE SNOW.]

For a long time, in past years, it was not known that the world

was round. If the men in those days had been told that a ship

could start from a port and sail straight on for months and

come round to the same place, it would have made them laugh

as at a good joke. They did not know the real shape of the earth,

but thought it was a flat plane.

In those days our land was the home of the In-di-ans, or red

men, as we call them, from their dark skins. The red man does

not live in a house, but in a sort of tent or hut. The tribes

of red men had all this land for their own when Co-lum-bus was

born. The great woods, the green plains, the bright streams,

were all theirs. They made their wars in a strange and fierce

style, and wore at their belts locks of hair, cut from the heads

of those slain by their hands. These locks, cut from the head

with part of the skin, they call a scalp. It was the pride of

an In-di-an to have scalps hung at his belt. No one had taught

him that this was wrong, and he did not have the Word of God

to show him the right way.

When Co-lum-bus was a mere boy he was fond of the sea and ships.

He would go and watch the waves, and think about how ships were

made, and the best way to sail them. He was born in Gen-oa,

which is by the blue sea; so when he was a small boy he could

watch the white sails come in. Such queer ships they had there,

with strange high prows! As time went on, and he grew of age,

he made trips in these ships, and was in sea-fights, and once

or twice he was in a wreck. So you see he had a chance to grow

strong and brave for the work he had to do.

[Illustration: The Oceian and Islands between Western Europe

and Eastern Asia from the Globus of Martin Behaim 1492.]

What he read in books taught him that the world was round, and

not flat, as was thought in those times. So he knew that if

he could sail west he would come to a new land. He thought of

this a long time, and at last he grew more sure of it, but he

could get no one else to think as he did. He spent ten years

in this way. He was full of plans; but he could get no help

and no gold. He was too poor to do all with no aid from his

friends. At last he went to Spain.

There were a King and Queen there who were kind to Co-lum-bus;

but at first they would not give their gold to help him. They

thought this was a wild dream. At last, with a sad heart, he

made up his mind to turn his back on the court of Spain.

While on his way, a man came to him from Queen Is-a-bel-la.

She had sent him word that she would help him; "that she would

pledge her own gems to give him aid." But she did not have to

do this, as means were found when Co-lum-bus went back to the

court. His heart was made glad; for they gave him a small fleet

of three ships, and on the 3d of August, 1492, the sun rose

on the fleet as it went forth on its way to the new land. All

was strange to the new crew, and they had all sorts of queer

thoughts and fears of the sea. They had not been out of sight

of land in all their lives; and when they saw the deep, dark

sea on all sides, they were full of fear that they would not

see their homes again. The trade-wind which took them west so

fast, would keep them, they thought, from their land when they

had the wish to go back. At last they grew so full of fear,

they swore they would not go on, and Co-lum-bus had hard work

to make them. But soon there were signs of land, and some land

birds flew by the ship; and one of the crew found a branch of

a tree on the waves, which had some fresh red fruit on it.

Oh, how glad they were! Co-lum-bus felt so sure that he was

near land, he gave word for the ships to lie by that night.

No man thought of sleep. They all kept watch on deck to see

this strange new coast for which they had borne so much.

In the night a cry of joy was heard. Co-lum-bus had seen a light

far off, and a shout of "Land! land!" soon came from all sides.

When the sun rose they all saw a green strip of shore some five

miles long. The men fell at the feet of Co-lum-bus and shed

tears of joy. Then they sang a hymn of praise to God, who had

kept them and brought them safe and sound to this new place.

They got out the small boats and put men and arms in them, with

flags, and a band to play a march of joy, and the crews made

their way to the shore. Co-lum-bus, in a rich dress with his

drawn sword in his hand, sprang on the beach, and then the crew

came next. They set up a cross, and all knelt at its foot and

gave thanks for their safe trip. Then Co-lum-bus set up the

flag of Cas-tile and Le-on, and took the new land for the crown

of Spain.

While they stood there with shouts of joy and songs, some strange

dark shapes stole up with soft steps to their side. The crew

thought these men must have come from a new world, as they saw

their dark skins and the gay paint and plumes they wore. Co-lum-bus

gave them the name of In-di-ans, for he thought the new coast

was part of In-dia. He did not know that he had found a new

land. These men with red skins were glad to kiss the feet of

the Span-iards, and change their gold chains and rude rings

for the beads and pins the crew gave to them.

Co-lum-bus spent some time in the new land he had found, and

then he set sail for home to take his friends and the Queen

the great news. A wild storm came on the way home, and Co-lum-bus

thought that all was lost, so he wrote his tale on a cake of

wax and put the cake in a cask and threw it in the sea; so that

if he had gone down in the storm, all that he had found would

not be lost to the world.

But God took care of Co-lum-bus and his crew. They got back

to their homes once more and had a grand time. The King and

Queen gave them a new and fine fleet; and in time they came

back and saw new points of land on which to build homes, and

they found, too, South A-mer-i-ca.

There were some in Spain who did not like Co-lum-bus, for he

had won gold and fame, while they had none. So they told false

tales of him; and when his friend, Queen Is-a-bel-la, died,

he was once brought back from the land he had found in chains.

How sad that was!--was it not? At last he had to die old and

poor, and this land did not have his name. It had no name for

some time; but at last an I-tal-ian, who made a few trips there,

and wrote of what he saw, gave his name to the new world. His

name was A-mer-i-cus Ves-pu-ci-us. That is a hard name for you

to say, but you can all say A-mer-i-ca, and that is the name

of our land.

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