Maria Theresa, however, would not give up. She wanted to get back what

had been wrongfully taken away from her. So she began quietly and

secretly to get ready for another war against Frederick. Quietly and

secretly she got other countries to promise to help her. But Frederick

heard of what she was doing, and suddenly he attacked her again, and

for seven long years this next war went on. So this was called the

Seven Years’ War. Frederick kept on fighting until he had beaten

Austria for good and until he had gained his purpose, which was to make

his little country of Prussia the most powerful country in Europe.

He still held on to the part of Austria that he had at first taken

away. Maria Theresa was a great queen, and she would have won against

Frederick had he been an ordinary king. But she had too strong a ruler

against her. Frederick was one of the world’s smartest generals and too

much for her.

The Seven Years’ War, strange to say, was fought out not only in

Europe but in far-off America, also. England had taken Frederick’s

side. France and other countries had taken sides against him. So the

English settlers in America, who were on Frederick’s side, fought the

French settlers, who were against him. When, therefore, Frederick

won in Europe, the English in America also won against the French in

America. I am telling you all this because that is why we in America

speak English instead of French to-day. If Frederick had lost, France

would have won, and we here in America would probably now speak French

instead of English.

Frederick, like some other kings we have heard of before, thought

nothing of lying or cheating or stealing if he had to in order to

get the better of other countries. Fair means or foul means made no

difference to him. But his own people he treated as if they were his

children and did everything he could for them. Like a lioness with her

cubs, he fought for his family, even with the world against him.

There was a mill close by Frederick’s palace that belonged to a poor

miller. As it was not a pretty thing to be so near, the king wanted

to buy it in order to tear it down and get rid of it. But the miller

would not sell. Although Frederick the Great offered the miller a large

sum of money, he refused. A great many kings would simply have taken

the mill and perhaps put the miller in jail or put him to death, but

Frederick did neither, for he thought his lowliest subject had his

rights and that if he didn’t want to sell he shouldn’t be made to. So

he left the miller undisturbed, and the mill stands to-day as it did

then, close to the palace.

Though Frederick was a German, strange to say, he hated the German

language. He thought it the language of the uneducated. He himself

spoke French and wrote in French and only spoke German when he had to

talk to his servants or those who did not understand French.

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71

America Gets Rid of Her King

Did you know that we once had a king?

His name was George.

No, George Washington wasn’t a king.

This was another George.

You remember the Stuarts in England--James, Charles, and the rest of

the family who ruled England for a hundred years from 1600 to 1700.

Well about 1700 England ran out of Stuarts--there were no more Stuart

children.

As England had to have another king, they asked a distant relative of

the royal family over from one of the German states to rule England.

Yes, from Germany to rule England. His name was George, and the English

called him George I. George couldn’t even speak English. He was German

and loved his own country much better than England, but he had agreed

to come and rule over England, and he did so. You can imagine what sort

of a king he was. His son, George II ruled after him, although he,

too, was more German than English. But when the grandson, George III,

came to the throne he was a born and bred Englishman. It was in this

grandson’s reign, in the reign of George III, that our own country, the

United States, was born.

When a wheel turns over we call it a _revolution_, which is a big name

for a little thing.

When a _country_ turns over we also call it a revolution, which is a

big name for a big thing.

Our country had started with the two little settlements, or colonies,

as they were called, of Jamestown and Plymouth. But it had grown and

grown until there were now a number of settlements along the coast

of the Atlantic Ocean. Most of the people who had settled here were

English, and the king of England ruled over them. The king asked all

these people to send him money, which was called taxes. Now, the money

collected from taxes was not, of course, for the king to put in his

pocketbook to use as he liked. It was supposed to be spent on the

people who were taxed, to be used for roads, schools, police, and such

things that are for the good of all.

So these people along the coast who were paying money or taxes to the

king far off across the water thought they ought to have a vote to say

how this money should be spent and on what it should be spent. But they

did not have a vote, and so they thought they ought not to have to pay

taxes to the king away off in England.

One of the leading citizens of America at this time was a man named

Benjamin Franklin. He was the son of a candlemaker, but from a poor boy

who had once walked the streets of Philadelphia with a loaf of bread

under each arm he had risen to a very honored position in the country.

He had learned to be a printer and had started one of the first and

best newspapers in the United States. He was a great thinker and had

invented a stove and a lamp and had succeeded in getting electricity

from the lightning in the clouds by flying a kite with a wire during a

storm. He was one of the Wise Men of the West.

Franklin was sent over to England to try to get the king to change his

mind about taxing the colonies or to bring about some sort of agreement

with him. But King George was hardheaded, and Franklin was unable to

stop the king from doing what he had made up his mind to do.

So the people in America, finding that talking did no good, started in

to fight. They raised an army. Then they tried to find a good man to

command the army. Such a leader must be honest and brave; he must have

a good mind; he must love his country; and he must be a good fighter.

So they looked around for a man who had all these qualities, and they

found one. The man they picked was honest and brave, for when he was a

boy, he had cut down a favorite tree of his father’s just to try a new

hatchet he had been given. In those days to cut down a cherry-tree was

a crime for which by law a man could be put to death. When this boy was

asked by his angry father if he had done it he said, “I cannot tell a

lie; I did.” Of course, now you know who it was--George Washington.

[Illustration: George Washington surveying Lord Fairfax’s farm.]

George learned to be a surveyor--that is, a man who measures land--and

when only sixteen years old he was employed to survey the large farm

of Lord Fairfax in Virginia; that showed he had a good mind. He then

had been a soldier and had fought the Indians bravely and well; that

showed that he loved his country and was a good fighter. So George

Washington was chosen to lead the American army against the English.

The Americans did not at first think of starting a new country. They

simply wanted the same rights that Englishmen in England had. But

they soon found out that there was only one way to get those rights,

and that was to start a new country independent of England. So a man

named Thomas Jefferson wrote a paper which was called a Declaration of

Independence--can you say it?--because it declared that the colonies

were going to be independent of England. There were fifty-six Americans

chosen by the people to sign it. Each one of the signers would have

been put to death as a traitor to England if the United States had not

won, and each signer knew it, yet he signed it nevertheless. But just

signing this paper didn’t make England give up the colonies. Oh, no!

King George’s armies tried to stop the colonies from getting away from

the rule of England.

Washington had a very small army with which to fight the English army,

and very little money with which to pay the soldiers or to supply them

with food or clothes or powder and shot. One winter the soldiers nearly

froze and starved to death, for they had little clothing and hardly any

food but carrots, and it seemed as if the war could not go on unless

they got help. Yet Washington kept up their spirits.

Benjamin Franklin was sent across the ocean, not to England this time

of course, but to France to see if he couldn’t get some help from that

country. France hated England because she had lost part of America,

Canada, in the Seven Years’ War, but at first France would not help.

She took little interest in the fight for Washington’s army had lost a

number of battles against the English, and people don’t like to back a

loser. But the year after the Declaration of Independence the American

army beat the English badly at a place called Saratoga in New York

State. Then the king of France became more interested, and then he sent

help to the colonies to carry on the war. A young French nobleman named

Lafayette hurried over from France and fought under General Washington

and did so well that he has made a great name for himself.

England, seeing that things were going against her, now wanted to make

peace with the Americans and give them the same rights that English

citizens had, but it was then too late. At the beginning of the war the

Americans would have agreed to this and been glad to agree, but now

they would agree to nothing less than entire independence of England;

and so the War went on, for England would not let the colonies go.

The English had been beaten by the Yankees, as they called them in the

North, at a place called Saratoga. So then they sent their general,

Lord Cornwallis, to the south of our country to see if he could beat

the people there. General Greene was put in command of the Southern

American soldiers. Lord Cornwallis tried to fight Greene, but Greene

led Cornwallis a merry chase round the country until he was all tired

out and finally went into a little place called Yorktown in Virginia.

Here Cornwallis and his army were caught fast so that they could not

get out. On one side was the American army, and on the water side were

the French war-ships that had been sent over to help. So Cornwallis had

to surrender.

King George then said, “Let us have peace”; and in 1783 the war was

ended by a treaty of peace, eight years after it had started, and the

colonies were independent of England. This was called the Revolutionary

War, and after it was over our country was called the United States.

There were just thirteen of these original colonies that joined as

partners in this Union. That is why there are just thirteen stripes in

our flag. Some people think thirteen is an unlucky number; but our flag

with its thirteen stripes still waves over the land, and it has brought

us good luck; don’t you think so?

Washington was made the first President, and so he is called the Father

of His Country; the First in War, the First in Peace, and the First in

the Hearts of his Countrymen.

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72

Upside Down (header upside down)

Measles and Mumps are very catching.

So are Revolutions.

Just a little later than the Revolution of the thirteen colonies, the

people in France had a Revolution, too. They saw how successful the

Americans had been in their fight against the king of England, and so

they rebelled against their own king and queen in France. This was

called the French Revolution.

The reason the French people rebelled against their king was because

they had very little, and the king and his royal family and nobles

seemed to have everything. Both the Americans and the French rebelled

against paying taxes. With the Americans, however, it was a matter of

principle more than anything else. Their taxes were not very large,

but they thought them unjust. The French taxes, however, not only were

unjust but they took almost everything away from the people.

I have already told you how bad things were under Louis XIV, and they

got worse until the people could stand it no longer.

At this time the king of France was Louis XVI, and his queen was

named Marie Antoinette. Although the people were so poor they had

hardly anything to eat except a very coarse and bad-tasting kind of

bread called black bread; they were compelled to pay the king and the

nobles money so that they could live in fine style and have “parties”;

and they had to do all sorts of work for them for nothing or next to

nothing. If any one complained he was put in a great prison in Paris

called the Bastille and left there to die. In spite of the fact that

all the people were so terribly poor, the king and the queen and their

friends lived in luxury and extravagance with everything in the world

they wanted, all paid for by the poor people.

Neither the king nor his wife was really wicked. They were simply young

and thoughtless. They meant well, but like a great many well-meaning

people they lacked common sense and did not know how others lived. They

didn’t seem to understand that people _could_ be poor, for they had so

much themselves. Marie Antoinette was told that her subjects had no

bread to eat. “Then why don’t they eat cake?” she is said to have asked.

To right the wrongs of the people, a body of many of the best men from

all France gathered together and, calling themselves the National

Assembly, tried to work out some plan to do away with all the injustice

the people had been suffering. They wanted to make every one free and

equal and give everybody a “say” in the government.

But the poor had become so furiously mad at the way they had been

treated by the rich that they would stand things no longer and a wild

and angry mob of them attacked the old prison of the Bastille. They

battered down the walls and freed the prisoners and killed the guards

of the Bastille simply because they were servants of the king. Then

they cut off the heads of the guards and stuck them on poles and,

carrying them aloft, paraded through the streets of Paris. There were

only about half a dozen prisoners in the old jail, so that freeing them

didn’t matter much, but this attack was to show that the people would

no longer allow the king to imprison them.

The Bastille was stormed on July 14, 1789. This is the beginning of

what is called the French Revolution, and this day is celebrated in

France in almost the same way that our Fourth of July is, for it is the

French Declaration of Independence against kings.

Lafayette, who was now back in France, the same Lafayette who had

helped the Americans fight their king, sent the key of the Bastille

over to George Washington as a souvenir that his own country had now

overthrown its king and declared its independence.

The king and queen were living in the beautiful palace at Versailles,

the palace that Louis XIV had built. All the king’s nobles, when they

heard what was taking place in Paris, became frightened and, deserting

their king and queen, took to their heels and left the country. They

knew pretty well what was going to happen, and they didn’t wait to see.

Meanwhile the National Assembly drew up what was called a Declaration

of the Rights of Man, which was something like our Declaration of

Independence. It said that all men were born free and equal, that the

people should make the laws and the laws should be the same for all.

Soon after the Declaration of Rights had been made, the mad mob from

Paris, ragged and wild-looking, carrying sticks and stones, and

crying, “Bread, bread!” marched out the ten miles to Versailles, where

Louis and Marie Antoinette were still living. Up the beautiful grand

staircase of the palace they rushed. The few guards remaining round

the king were unable to hold them back. They captured the king and

queen and took them prisoners to Paris. There they kept Louis and Marie

Antoinette prisoners for several years. Once the king and queen tried

to escape in disguise but were caught before they could get out of the

country and brought back.

Then it was that the National Assembly drew up a Constitution--a set

of rules by which the country should be justly governed. This the king

agreed to and signed.

[Illustration: French revolution crowd and guillotine.]

But that still wasn’t enough. The people wanted no king at all to rule

over them. So about a year later they started a real republic like our

own, and the king was sentenced to death. A Frenchman had invented

a kind of machine with a big knife for chopping off heads. This was

called the guillotine, and it was used instead of an ax, for it was

quicker and surer. So the king was taken to the guillotine, and his

head was cut off.

But the people did not settle down quiet and contented when they had

got rid of their king. They were afraid that those who were in favor

of kings might start another kingdom. The people chose red, white, and

blue as their colors and the “Marseillaise” as their national song; and

everywhere they marched they carried the tricolor, as they called the

three-colored flag, and as they marched they sang the “Marseillaise.”

Then began what is called the Reign of Terror, and this is a tale of

blood. A man named Robespierre and two of his friends were leaders in

this Reign of Terror. Any one whom the people suspected of being in

favor of kings they caught and beheaded. The queen was one of the first

to have her head cut off. If any one even whispered, “there’s a man,

or there’s a woman, or there’s a child who is in favor of kings,” that

man, woman, or child would be rushed to the guillotine. If any one

simply hated another and wished to get rid of him, all he had to do was

to point him out as in favor of kings, and off he would be taken to the

guillotine. No one was sure of his life for a day. He never knew what

moment some personal enemy might accuse him. Hundreds, then thousands,

of suspected people were beheaded, and a special sewer had to be built

to carry off the blood. But the guillotine, fast as it was, was too

slow for the Terrorists. It could cut off but one head at a time, and

so prisoners were lined up and shot down with cannons.

People seemed to have gone wild, crazy, mad! They insulted Christ and

the Christian religion. They put a pretty woman called the Goddess of

Reason on the altar of the beautiful Church of Notre Dame and worshiped

her instead of the Lord. They pulled down statues and pictures of

Christ and the Virgin Mary. In their places they put statues and

pictures of their own leaders. The guillotine was put up in place of

the cross. They did away with Sundays. They made a week ten days long,

and every tenth day they made a holiday instead of Sunday. They stopped

counting time from Christ’s birth, because they didn’t want anything

that had to do with Christ, and they began to call the year when the

republic was started in 1792 the year 1.

But Robespierre wished to rule alone, and he plotted against his two

friends. One of these he had beheaded, and the other was killed in his

bath-tub by a girl named Charlotte Corday, who was in a rage at what he

had done. So Robespierre was left alone. At last the people, in fear of

this man who was such a monstrous and inhuman tyrant, rose up against

him. When he found that he too, was to be put to death, he tried to

commit suicide, but, before he could do so he was caught and taken to

the guillotine, where he went to the same death to which he had sent

countless others, and the Reign of Terror was ended. It was a pity that

he hadn’t a thousand lives with which to pay for the thousands of lives

he had taken away.

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73

A Little Giant

At last the Revolution was stopped.

It was stopped by a young soldier only about twenty years old and sixty

inches tall.

The Government was holding a meeting in the palace while a mad mob in

the streets outside were trying to attack the palace. A young soldier

had been given a few men and told to keep the mob away. The young

soldier pointed cannons down each street that led to the palace, and

no one dared to show himself. This young soldier was named Napoleon

Bonaparte. He made such a fine record that people wanted to know who he

was and where he came from.

Napoleon had been born on a little island called Corsica in the

Mediterranean Sea. He was born just in time to be a Frenchman, for the

island of Corsica had belonged to Italy and had only just been given to

France a few weeks before he was born. As soon as he was old enough,

he was sent off to a military school in France. There his French

schoolmates looked upon him as a foreigner and didn’t have much to

do with him. But Napoleon made high marks in arithmetic, and he loved

hard problems. Once he shut himself up in his room to work over a hard

problem, and there he stayed for three days and nights until he had

found the answer.

Napoleon showed by the way he put an end to the French Revolution that

he was going to be a fine soldier, and so when he was only twenty-six

years old he was made a general.

Now, at this time all the other countries of Europe had kings. France

had caught the fever of revolution from the Americans all the way

across the ocean and had got rid of her kings. The kings of these other

countries were afraid their people might catch the fever of revolution,

too. So all of these other countries became enemies of France because

France had put an end to her kings.

Napoleon was sent off to fight Italy. He had to cross the Alps, which

Hannibal in the Punic Wars had crossed long before. But Hannibal had no

heavy cannons when he crossed; it seemed impossible for Napoleon’s army

to cross with cannons. Napoleon asked his engineers, the men who were

supposed to know about such things, if it could be done. They said they

thought it was impossible.

“Impossible,” Napoleon angrily replied, “is a word found only in the

dictionary of fools.” Then he shouted:

“There shall be no Alps!” and went ahead and crossed them. His army won

in Italy, and when he returned to France he was greeted by the people

as a conquering hero. But the men who were then governing France were

afraid of him. They feared he might try to make himself king because

he was so popular with the people. Napoleon, however, asked to be sent

to conquer Egypt because he had an idea he could get the better of the

English there. He thought he might then cut England off from India, the

new country that they had won in the reign of James I. England had lost

America, but she didn’t want to lose India.

The French Government was very glad to get rid of Napoleon, and so they

sent him off to Egypt as he asked. He quickly conquered Egypt as Julius

Cæsar had done, but there was no Cleopatra to upset his plans. While

he was conquering Egypt, his fleet, which was waiting for him at the

mouth of the Nile, was caught and destroyed by the English fleet under

a great admiral, if not the greatest that ever lived. His name was Lord

Nelson.

Napoleon had no way to take his army back to France. So he left his

army in Egypt under command of another. He himself, however, managed

to find a ship to take him back home. When he reached France he found

that the men who were supposed to be governing were quarreling among

themselves, and, seeing his chance, he had himself made one of three

men chosen to rule France. He was called first consul; and there were

supposed to be two assistant consuls, but the assistants were little

more than clerks to do Napoleon’s bidding. It was only a very short

time before he was next made first consul for life. Then, not long

after that, he became emperor of France and also king of Italy.

The other countries of Europe began to fear that Napoleon would conquer

them, too, and make them also a part of France. So all the other

countries joined together to beat him. Napoleon planned to conquer

England first, and he got ready a fleet to cross over to England. But

his fleet was caught off Spain near a point called Trafalgar by the

same English admiral, Lord Nelson, who had beaten him in Egypt. Before

this battle, Nelson said to his sailors, “England expects that every

man will do his duty,” and they did it. Napoleon’s fleet was utterly

destroyed, though Nelson himself was killed.

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