our protectors were coming
...Thoreau's Journal: 08-Sep-1859

The 7th, 8th, and 9th, the State muster is held here. The only observation I have to make is that [Concord] is fuller of dust and more uninhabitable than I ever knew it to be before. Not only the walls, fences, and houses are thickly covered with dust, but the fields and meadows and bushes; and the pads in the river for half a mile from the village are white with it. From a mile or two distant you see a cloud of dust over the town and extending thence to the muster-field. I went to the store the other day to buy a bolt for our front door, for, as I told the storekeeper, the Governor was coming here. “Aye,” said he, “and the Legislature too.” “Then I will take two bolts,” said I. He said that there had been a steady demand for bolts and locks of late, for our protectors were coming. The surface of the roads for three to six inches in depth is a light and dry powder like ashes.


michael jameson said...

our protectors are coming!let us bolt our doors,is it them or those that come with them?, the roads are white with travel,it must be the influx of strangers,and we are taught from a young age to be wary and fear strangers!?, i am not sure if this is a good thing or bad thing in our world today! it certainly lends itself to all kinds of things growing up!, michael jameson oldantiqueguy@hotmail.com

Unknown said...

Thoreau was right to request two bolts. Often we need protection from our protectors. --- Diogenes