
by Rush H. Limbaugh, Jr.

It was a glorious morning. The sun was shining and the
wind was from the southeast. Up especially early, a tall, bony, redheaded
young Virginian found time to buy a new thermometer, for which he paid three
pounds, fifteen shillings. He also bought gloves for Martha, his wife, who
was ill at home.
Thomas
Jefferson arrived early at the statehouse. The temperature was 72.5: and the
horseflies weren't nearly so bad at that hour. It was a lovely room, very
large, with gleaming white walls. The chairs were comfortable. Facing the
single door were two brass fireplaces, but they would not be used today.
The
moment the door was shut, and it was always kept locked, the room became an
oven. The tall windows were shut, so that loud quarreling voices could not
be heard by passersby. Small openings atop the windows allowed a slight stir
of air, and also a large number of horseflies. Jefferson records that "the
horseflies were dexterous in finding necks, and the silk of stocking was as
nothing to them." All discussion was punctuated by the slap of hands on
necks.
On
the wall at the back, facing the President's desk, was a panoply--consisting
of a drum, swords, and banners seized from Fort Ticonderoga the previous
year. Ethan Allen and Benedict Arnold had captured the place, shouting that
they were taking it "in the name if the Great Jehovah and the Continental
Congress!"
Now
Congress got to work, promptly taking up an emergency measure about which
there was discussion but no dissension. "Resolved: That an application be
made to the Committee of Safety of Pennsylvania for a supply of flints for
the troops at New York."
Then
Congress transformed itself into a committee of the whole, The Declaration
of Independence was read aloud once more, and debate resumed. Though
Jefferson was the best writer of all of them, he had been somewhat verbose.
Congress hacked the excess away. They did a good job, as a side-by-side
comparison of the rough draft and the final text shows. They cut the phrase
"by a self-assumed power." "Climb" was replaced by "must read," then "must"
was eliminated, then the whole sentence, and soon the whole paragraph was
cut. Jefferson groaned as they continued what he later called "their
depredations." "Inherent and inalienable rights" came out "certain
unalienable rights," and to this day no one knows who suggested the elegant
change.
A
total of 86 alterations were made. Almost 500 words were eliminated, leaving
1,337. At last, after three days of wrangling, the document was put to a
vote.
Here
in this hall Patrick Henry had once thundered: "I am no longer a Virginian,
Sir, but an American." But today the loud, sometimes bitter argument
stilled, and without fanfare the vote was taken from north to south by
colonies, as was the custom. On July 4, 1776, the Declaration of
Independence was adopted.
There
were no trumpets blown. No one stood on his chair and cheered. The afternoon
was waning and Congress had no thought of delaying the full calendar of
routine business on its hands. For several hours they worked on many other
problems before adjourning for the day.
What
kind of men were the 56 signers who adopted the Declaration of Independence
and who, by their signing, committed an act of treason against the Crown? To
each of you the names Franklin, Adams, Hancock, and Jefferson are almost as
familiar as household words. Most of us, however, know nothing of the other
signers. Who were they? What happened to them?
I
imagine that many of you are somewhat surprised at the names not there:
George Washington, Alexander Hamilton, Patrick Henry. All were
elsewhere.
Ben
Franklin was the only really old man. Eighteen were under 40; three were in
their 20s. Of the 56, almost half--24--were judges and lawyers. Eleven were
merchants, 9 were land-owners and farmers, and the remaining 12 were
doctors, ministers, and politicians.
With
only a few exceptions, such as Samuel Adams of Massachusetts, these were men
of substantial property. All but two had families. The vast majority were
men of education and standing in their communities. They had economic
security as few men had in the 18th century.
Each
had more to lose from revolution than he had to gain by it. John Hancock,
one of the richest men in America, already had a price of 500 pounds on his
head. He signed in enormous letter so "that his Majesty could now read his
name without glasses and could now double the reward." Ben Franklin wryly
noted: "Indeed we must all hang together, otherwise we shall most assuredly
hang separately." Fat Benjamin Harrison of Virginia told tiny Elbridge Gerry
of Massachusetts: "With me it will all be over in a minute, but you, you
will be dancing on air an hour after I am gone."
These
men knew what they risked. The penalty for treason was death by hanging. And
remember: a great British fleet was already at anchor in New York
Harbor.
They
were sober men. There were no dreamy-eyed intellectuals or draft card
burners here. They were far from hot-eyed fanatics, yammering for an
explosion. They simply asked for the status quo. It was change they
resisted. It was equality with the mother country they desired. It was
taxation with representation they sought. They were all conservatives, yet
they rebelled.
It
was principle, not property, that had brought these men to Philadelphia. Two
of them became presidents of the United States. Seven of them became state
governors. One died in office as vice president of the United States.
Several would go on to be U.S. Senators. One, the richest man in America, in
1828 founded the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad. One, a delegate from
Philadelphia, was the only real poet, musician and philosopher of the
signers (it was he, Francis Hopkinson--not Betsy Ross--who designed the
United States flag).
Richard
Henry Lee, a delegate from Virginia, had introduced the resolution to adopt
the Declaration of Independence in June of 1776. He was prophetic is his
concluding remarks:
"Why
then sir, why do we longer delay? Why still deliberate? Let this happy day
give birth to an American Republic. Let her arise not to devastate and to
conquer but to reestablish the reign of peace and law. The eyes of Europe
are fixed upon us. She demands of us a living example of freedom that may
exhibit a contrast in the felicity of the citizen to the ever increasing
tyranny which desolates her polluted shores. She invites us to prepare an
asylum where the unhappy may find solace, and the persecuted repose. If we
are not this day wanting in our duty, the names of the American legislators
of 1776 will be placed by posterity at the side of all of those whose memory
has been and ever will be dear to virtuous men and good citizens."
Though
the resolution was formally adopted July 4, it was not until July 8 that two
of the states authorized their delegates to sign, and it was not until
August 2 that the signers met at Philadelphia to actually put their names to
the Declaration.
William
Ellery, delegate from Rhode Island, was curious to see the signers' faces as
they committed this supreme act of personal courage. He saw some men sign
quickly, "but in no face was he able to discern real fear." Stephen Hopkins,
Ellery's colleague from Rhode Island, was a man past 60. As he signed with a
shaking pen, he declared: "My hand trembles, but my heart does not."
Even
before the list was published, the British marked down every member of
Congress suspected of having put his name to treason. All of them became the
objects of vicious manhunts. Some were taken. Some, like Jefferson, had
narrow escapes. All who had property or families near British strongholds
suffered.

Francis Lewis, New York delegate, saw his home plundered and
his estates, in what is now Harlem, completely destroyed by British
soldiers. Mrs. Lewis was captured and treated with great brutality. Though
she was later exchanged for two British prisoners through the efforts of
Congress, she died from the effects of her abuse.

William Floyd, another New York delegate, was able to escape
with his wife and children across Long Island Sound to Connecticut, where
they lived as refugees without income for seven years. When they came home,
they found a devastated ruin.

Phillips Livingstone had all his great holdings in New York
confiscated and his family driven out of their home. Livingstone died in
1778 still working in Congress for the cause.

Louis Morris, the fourth New York delegate, saw all his timber,
crops, and livestock taken. For seven years he was barred from his home and
family.

John Hart of Trenton, New Jersey, risked his life to return
home to see his dying wife. Hessian soldiers rode after him, and he escaped
in the woods. While his wife lay on her deathbed, the soldiers ruined his
farm and wrecked his Homestead. Hart, 65, slept in caves and woods as he was
hunted across the countryside. When at long last, emaciated by hardship, he
was able to sneak home, he found his wife had already been buried, and his
13 children taken away. He never saw them again. He died a broken man in
1779, without ever finding his family.

Dr. John Witherspoon, signer, was president of the College of
New Jersey, later called Princeton. The British occupied the town of
Princeton, and billeted troops in the college. They trampled and burned the
finest college library in the country.

Judge Richard Stockton, another New Jersey delegate signer, had
rushed back to his estate in an effort to evacuate his wife and children.
The family found refuge with friends, but a sympathizer betrayed them. Judge
Stockton was pulled from bed in the night and brutally beaten by the
arresting soldiers. Thrown into a common jail, he was deliberately starved.
Congress finally arranged for Stockton's parole, but his health was ruined.
The judge was released as an invalid, when he could no longer harm the
British cause. He returned home to find his estate looted and did not live
to see the triumph of the evolution. His family was forced to live off
charity.

Robert Morris, merchant prince of Philadelphia, delegate and
signer, met Washington's appeals and pleas for money year after year. He
made and raised arms and provisions which made it possible for Washington to
cross the Delaware at Trenton. In the process he lost 150 ships at sea,
bleeding his own fortune and credit almost dry.

George Clymer, Pennsylvania signer, escaped with his family
from their home, but their property was completely destroyed by the British
in the Germantown and Brandywine campaigns.

Dr. Benjamin Rush, also from Pennsylvania, was forced to flee
to Maryland. As a heroic surgeon with the army, Rush had several narrow
escapes.

John Morton, a Tory in his views previous to the debate, lived
in a strongly loyalist area of Pennsylvania. When he came out for
independence, most of his neighbors and even some of his relatives
ostracized him. He was a sensitive and troubled man, and many believed this
action killed him. When he died in 1777, his last words to his tormentors
were: "Tell them that they will live to see the hour when they shall
acknowledge it [the signing] to have been the most glorious service that I
rendered to my country."

William Ellery, Rhode Island delegate, saw his property and
home burned to the ground.

Thomas Lynch, Jr., South Carolina delegate, had his health
broken from privation and exposures while serving as a company commander in
the military. His doctors ordered him to seek a cure in the West Indies and
on the voyage He and his young bride were drowned at sea.

Edward Rutledge, Arthur Middleton, and Thomas Heyward, Jr., the
other three South Carolina signers, were taken by the British in the siege
of Charleston. They were carried as prisoners of war to St. Augustine,
Florida, where they were singled out for indignities. They were exchanged at
the end of the war, the British in the meantime having completely devastated
their large land holdings and estates.

Thomas Nelson, signer of Virginia, was at the front in command
of the Virginia military forces. With British General Charles Cornwallis in
Yorktown, fire from 70 heavy American guns began to destroy Yorktown piece
by piece. Lord Cornwallis and his staff moved their headquarters into
Nelson's palatial home. While American cannonballs were making a shambles of
the town, the house of Governor Nelson remained untouched. Nelson turned in
rage to the American gunners and asked, "Why do you spare my home?" They
replied, "Sir, out of respect to you." Nelson cried, "Give me the cannon!"
and fired on his magnificent home himself, smashing it to bits. But Nelson's
sacrifice was not quite over. He had raised $2 million for the Revolutionary
cause by pledging his own estates. When the loans came due, a newer
peacetime Congress refused to honor them, and Nelson's property was
forfeited. He was never reimbursed. He died, impoverished, a few years later
at the age of 50.
Of
those 56 who signed the Declaration of Independence, nine died of wounds or
hardships during the war. Five were captured and imprisoned, in each case
with brutal treatment. Several lost wives, sons or entire families. One lost
his 13 children. Two wives were brutally treated. All were at one time or
another the victims of manhunts and driven from their homes. Twelve signers
had their homes completely burned. Seventeen lost everything they owned. Yet
not one defected or went back on his pledged word. Their honor, and the
nation they sacrificed so much to create, is still intact.
And,
finally, there is the New Jersey signer, Abraham Clark.
He
gave two sons to the officer corps in the Revolutionary Army. They were
captured and sent to the infamous British prison hulk afloat in New York
harbor known as the hell ship "Jersey," where 11,000 American captives were
to die. The younger Clarks were treated with a special brutality because of
their father. One was put in solitary and given no food. With the end almost
in sight, with the war almost won, no one could have blamed Abraham Clark
for acceding to the British request when they offered him his sons' lives if
he would recant and come out for the King and parliament. The utter despair
in this man's heart, the anguish in his very soul, must reach out to each
one of us down through 200 years with his answer: "No."
The
56 signers of the Declaration of Independence proved by their every deed
that they made no idle boast when they composed the most magnificent curtain
line in history. "And for the support of this Declaration with a firm
reliance on the protection of divine providence, we mutually pledge to each
other our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor."





Rush
H. Limbaugh, Jr.
I
can think of no way to celebrate this nation's legacy, than by publishing a
speech written by my father. He delivered the oft-requested address locally a
number of times, but he never saw it in print. My dad was renowned for his
oratory and for his original mind; this speech is, I think, a superb
demonstration of both. I will always be grateful to him for instilling in me a
passion for the ideas and lives of America's Founders, as well as a deep
appreciation for the inspirational power of words ... which you will see
evidenced here:






Forward
by Rush H. Limbaugh III
This article, "The Americans who Risked Everything,"
was included as a supplement to the September 1997 issue of "The Limbaugh
Letter." The author of this article, Rush H. Limbaugh, Jr., was an attorney
and community leader in Cape Girardeau, Missouri and the proud father of Rush H.
Limbaugh III