Magazine article American Heritage

The Home Front

Magazine article American Heritage

The Home Front

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What was the American Revolution really like, for real homes and real families caught up in its hardships and dangers? It is over two centuries since that famous "hurry of hoofs in a village street... the voice in the darkness, the knock at the door" alarmed our now-distant ancestors, and the vast literature of that war tells us very little about how it was for plain people--matters rarely recorded in the days before there were news media, feature writers, television coverage, and a history industry. We have lost human contact.

There is, however, one splendid substitute, a book called The Way of Duty: A Woman and Her Family in Revolutionary America (W. W. Norton, 1984). I have quite fallen under its spell, as have more and more historians of late, and it is going to be dramatized on public television--at least the part of it about the Revolution--under the title of "Mary Silliman's War." It has, among other virtues, that of being entirely true, based on the letters, journals, and other private and public records of one big extended family--a great feat of re, search and writing by the modern authors, the late Joy Day Buel and her husband, Richard Buel, Jr., a professor of history at Wesleyan University.

The central figure of the family, keeper of a lifelong diary, was born Mary Fish in 1736, daughter of the Puritan minister at North Stonington, Connecticut. He saw to it that she received an education that was rare for young women in her times. Her first marriage, to a young minister named John Noyes, a near-invalid who died in 1767, left her with three boys; she lost two daughters in early childhood. As a widow with a big house on Elm Street in New Haven near Yale College, she kept going by taking in college youths as boarders, not to mention the distinguished men of the Colony like Gov. Jonathan Trumbull and the lawyers who at attended court for quarter sessions. She was a lively, cheerful, and attractive woman who steadily rejected suitors, among them a rather pompous widower, President Naphtali Daggett of Yale, who took it upon himself to ride all the way to Stonington-- on horseback, remember, some fifty miles--to urge Mary's astonished father to get her to change her mind and cease her "female play." But all in vain.

Then, just about a month before Paul Revere's ride, Mary wrote home again, as she put it, on "a delicate subject .... Know then, my dear Parents, that I have a proposal made me, by one whose person and address are exactly agreeable to my taste." He was forty-three, a widower with one son, a busy attorney in Fairfield County, a justice of the peace, a colonel of the county's militia. His name was Gold Sellek Silliman, and he became the great love of her life. They were married on May 24, 1775, and she moved her household, including servants and a cousin or two, to join his in the Silliman family compound (to use a modern phrase)--a farm and a group of family houses called Holland Hill outside the town of Fairfield, near Long Island Sound.

As 1776 wore on, and the British fleets and transports began gathering in New York Bay, Colonel Silliman was summoned with his militiamen to reinforce Washington's little army in the city. What was it like to go off to war in that day? The Buels write: "On the morning of July 7, when the household gathered for family prayer, the master's horse stood ready at the gate. The service concluded with a heartfelt reading of the Ninety-first Psalm:

Thou shaft not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day,

Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday...:

There shall no evil befall thee; neither shah any plague come nigh thy dwelling."

And the colonel rode off to gather his men and march them to New York City. He was able to collect only 430 of them, out of the supposed full complement of 744, a perpetual problem in our Revolutionary army. …

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