It grew so
dark that the people could not see their way along the streets.
Then everybody began to feel frightened. "What is the matter? What is
going to happen?" each one asked of another. The children cried. The
dogs howled. The women wept, and some of the men prayed.
"The end of the world has come!" cried some; and they ran about in the
darkness.
"This is the last great day!" cried others; and they knelt down and
waited.
In the old statehouse, the wise men of Connecticut were sitting. They
were men who made the laws, and much depended upon their wisdom.
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When the darkness came, they too began to be alarmed. The gloom was
terrible.
"It is the day of the Lord." said one.
"No use to make laws," said another, "for they will never be needed."
"I move that we adjourn," said a third.
Then up from his seat rose Abraham Davenport.
His voice was clear and strong, and all knew that he, at least, was
not afraid.
"This may be the last great day," he said. "I do not know whether the
end of the world has come or not. But I am sure that it is my duty to
stand at my post as long as I live. So, let us go on with the work
that is before us.
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