SIR WILLIAM JOHNSON

to his will. He paid homage to his King, and died
cherishing the illusion of the value of prerogative.
He was fortunate in his death as in his life, for he
was spared the throes of the mighty changes al-
ready under way, when the King's statue should
be pulled down to be melted into bullets, when
New York should merge her identity in the Union
of States, and when the dwellers along the banks
of the Hudson and its tributaries should call them-
selves no longer Dutch or English but Americans.