The next stop on the freedom trail was the Old North Church. It's a great brick building with a strikingly white steeple, which used to be the tallest point in Boston. And that is one of the reasons why it was used as a signal to alert he colonists that the British were coming.
I saw the window that that one man (I forget his name) jumped out of when the British were trying to tear down the door. Some how picturing a man going head first out of that window seemed strange, but it happened. It's not a window any more.
It's inside is painted almost completely white, and it has a smaller yet elaborate organ up at the back with four angels depicted around it. How the angels got there is a story in itself. It all started out with a somewhat pious and definately devoted church-going pirate (strange, I know) who went regularly to the Old North Church. He was going through his latest pile of loot which he had just taken from a ship when he came over four beautifully carved angles. These angles were on their way to a Catholic Church in England before they happened to be stopped by this pirate. Being a generous Christian, this pirate decided to donate them to his church. And to this day, the Old North Church has displayed the stolen pirate treasure.
It was interesting going through and looking at the pews. If you sat down In one, remained very still and listened hard, you could almost hear the preacher in his pulpit, preaching against the English government, and could see the people in there pews nodding their heads in agreement. It was thrilling to sit where people hundreds if years ago sat. It was amazing how history came alive in that old church.
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