THE FOUNDING FATHERS RETURN 3
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The Founding Fathers Return 3
Some men would be great in any time.
In the novel The Founding Fathers Return, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, and Benjamin Franklin suddenly and mysteriously find themselves in present day America. This is Part the Third.
It is a contentious time in America. Liberty is waning. Present leaders seem unequal to the challenges which America faces. At this precarious juncture in United States history, the wisdom of the Founding Fathers is more relevant than ever. The Founders face difficult questions as they confront modern America. Is the isolationism they advocated an anachronism? Can the limited government they envisioned still secure the blessings of liberty? Who brought them to the future, and why? The Founding Fathers Return offers readers the one-of-a-kind opportunity to spend time with the Founders in the present day, to truly get to know them, and to solve America’s problems with them.
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Well, Good Doctor,” a Male withinst crowd said, “what sort of Government you begot us?”
“The People have Power,” Franklin said.
“How much Power?” a Male said.
“How loud a Voice?” another Male said.
“More a Voice than ever prior,” Franklin said.
“Does your Constitution,” a Sex said, “not decree His Excellency General Washington the President of the Executive Council?”
No Constitution of durability could speak to a specific individual, even one as worthy as Washington.
“Does their Constitution,” a Male said, “not decree you His Excellency’s Second?”
The Vice Drooler.
“Does thy Constitution not explode Slavery?” a Quaker said.
Such Constitution would never be ratifyed.
“Does your Charta not enforce Paper Money?” a Male said.
“Uniform the currency?” a Male said.
“Pray tell,” a Male said, “how does we elector Executive and Judges and Legislators?”
“How large the Legislature?” a Male said.
“What quantum of Taxes need a Gentlemen pay to Elector?” a Male said.
“Ladys ought elector,” a Sex said.
“They better serve-ed,” a Male said, “adhering the wifely Arts.”
Men chuckled. Sexes’ expressions grew warm.
“Did the little state Deputations done rake the large?” a Male said.
“What insurance against Monarchy?” a Male said. “Tyrannick Taxes?”
“And wanton War?”
Franklin let the Crowd continue to dissipate. Dozens more Questions were floated, nigh all egregious in misconception, or so complex as to defy simple answer to a Crowd.
Franklin was determined not to speak until every member of the Crowd had been given Voice. He sat silent until the Deluge of Questions slowed to a trickle.
At last silence.
Franklin let it linger.
Glancing about crowd, Franklin met a Herd of eye Pairs, all fixated anxious upon him. What a curious Power to wield. How fortunate for America that such Power was not wielded by the unworthy or Devilish Evil.
At last Franklin spoke.
“I disincline,” he said, “to intercourse upon the peculiars of the Constitution with those reading it not. Even worthy Citizens such as ye.”
“But you support the Charta?” a Male said.
“Of course he support it,” a Male said. “He bloody penned it.”
The crowd chuckled.
Franklin was careful not to frown.
“You’s enamoured of its provision?” a Sex said.
“Pleased of the result?” a Male said.
Franklin’s desire to frown or sigh increased. Instead, he maintain’d his expression indifferent. To answer indifferent Honest was to do incalculable Harm to the cause of ratification. Franklin had not the luxurie of speaking the Truth, and could convey not even this Truth.
“None will ever mistake this Constitution of Government for a species of perfection,” Franklin said. “But there will be this Constitution. Or the Confederacy of States will dissolve in rabid Anarchy.”
Franklin was not at all a certain, even now, that he believed this prognostication.
But ‘twas incumbent on him to say it.
If he or Washington were seen to waver in Support of the instrument even a Pinch, ‘twould never ratify.
“We have done our proper Best these many months in Convention assembled,” Franklin said. “Providence as my Witness. No new assemblage hath any Hope of a surer result. Now it must be put to The People. The worth of the Charta is for you to weigh, and render your Verdict, not for I to decree.”
“But you drew and support the Constitution?” a Male said.
“Aye, Sir. The instrument hath the sanction of my Name. I would sacrifice my life in Support of the principles it manifests. And in grievous Measure have.”
“And General Washington?” a Male said.
“The instrument lustres the sanction of his name,” Franklin said.
“And His Excellency The General supports the Constitution?”
“I am always reticent to place words within The General’s teeth, lest they prove false. But I hazard The General would give the last Drop of his Blood to ensure the instrument receives a fair tryal.”
The crowd Huzza’d Washington three times, furious loud.
“So His Excellency The General will condescend to Executive?” a Male said.
“President,” Franklin said. “The Executive in the new Constitution of Government shall be stiled President. Should the instrument withstand ratification.”
“So His Excellency The General will condescend to President?”
“Put the question to him,” Franklin said.
“When shall I do such?” the Male said. “When I dines The General or brushes by him at Mass?”
The crowd chuckled.
“When you sluices your gob with him at the Jolly,” a Male said.
The crowd laughed. The Three Jolly Irishmen, or Jolly, was the most notorious pub in all of Philadelphiay, a den of Thieves and Murderers which no gentleman of quality patronized.
A Male spoke prodigious loud.
“We must campaign His Excellency!” he said. “Beseech him to condescend to President!”
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