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FJ.783.029
7 May 1783:23 (3/107)
On Thursday last, being the anniversary of the tutelar saint
of Pennsylvania, the state flag was hoisted at Mr. Pole's
seat, on the banks of the Schuylkill; . . . [20 lines. Flags
flown, 250 people gathered, chose sachems and chief.] The
company gave three cheers, the cannon fired, and the band of
music struck up St. Tammanys Day.
The secretary them produced the hatched, reminded the
warriors, hunters and young men, that it had been war and
was now peace. . . [5 lines, hatched buried.] The cannon
fired, and the band played Yankee Doodle.
The secretary then reminded them of the good old custom
used by our ancestors on like occasions, of smoking the
calumet, or pipe of peace, whereupon it was resolved it
should then be done. . . [7 lines, peace pipe presented.]
The cannon again fired, and the band played Great
Washington. . . [41 lines including 9 toasts]
10. The friends of liberty in Ireland. My the harp be tuned
to independence, and be touched by skilful hands. . . [6
lines, 3 more toasts]
At the giving of each toast the cannon fired, and the
whole company gave three cheers; but when Gen. Washington
and the army were named, they swelled spontaneously to
thirteen, and upon naming "the friends of liberty in
Ireland, " and the "tuning the harp to independence, " the
sons of St. Tammany, anticipating the day in which the brave
sons of St. Patrick shall be free and happy as ourselves,
burst into thirteen shouts of joy, and the band stuck up St.
Patrick's Day in the Morning.
When the toasts were ended, our chief sung the first
stanza of the original song in praise of St. Tammany, and
the remainder was sung with great spirit by Mr. Leacock.
Other songs in honour of our saint, were likewise sung. The
warriors were so highly pleased with the gaiety and spirit
of our chief, that they bore him on their shoulders from the
green unto his cabbin, amidst the shouts of all present.
After sunset the colours were struck by a signal from the
cannon; our chief, his sachems and warriors marched into the
city in proper file, the band playing St. Tammany's Day
before them; . . .
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