m a great many questions about America.
In a few minutes they went on. They stopped on the middle of the bridge,
and looked down over the balustrade into the ravine. The ravine was very
deep, and there was a little brook at the bottom of it, and a sort of
road or street along the side of it, far below them.
The boys then went on into the cemetery. They walked about it for some
time, ascending continually higher and higher, and stopping at every
turn to read the inscriptions and monuments. At length they reached the
summit of the hill, where the lofty column stood which had been erected
to the memory of John Knox, the great Scottish reformer. The column
stood upon a pedestal, which contained an inscription on each of the
four sides of it. One of these inscriptions said that John Knox was a
man who could never be made to swerve from his duty by any fear or any
danger, and that, although his life was often threatened by "dag and
dagger," he was still carried safely through every difficulty and
danger, and died, at last, in peace and happiness; and that the people
of Glasgow, mindful of the invaluable services he rendered to his
country, had erected that monument in honor of his memory.
The boys had just finished reading the inscription, when, looking down
upon the bridge, they saw Mr. George coming. They went down to meet him,
and then showed him the way up to the monument.
Mr. George first looked up to the summit of it, and then walked all
around it, reading the inscriptions. He read them aloud, and the boys
listened.
"Yes," said he, "John Knox was a true hero. He stood up manfully and
fearlessly for the right when almost all the world was against him; and
to do that requires a great deal of courage, as well as great strength
of character. Many people reviled and hated him while he lived, but now
his memory is universally honored.
"I hope you two boys, when you come to be men," continued Mr. George,
"will follow his example. What you know is right, that always defend, no
matter if all the world are against it. And what is wrong, that always
oppose, no matter if all the world are in favor of it."
"Yes, sir," said Waldron, "I mean to."
Mr. George and the boys rambled about the Necropolis some time longer,
and then went on.
While they were in Glasgow the party visited several of the great
manufacturing establishments. They were all very much surprised at the
loftiness of some of the chimneys. There was one
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