LAURA SECORD'S STORY
Drawing of: THE QUEENSTON HOME OF LAURA SECORD BEFORE RENOVATION
Copied from Mrs. Carrie's book on Laura Secord.
The work of ONIGARA.
I wonder how many of us can see Laura Secord as she stepped out of her home that momentous morning. See here! A little woman, only five feet and four inches in height, wearing a cottage bonnet, a brown dress with pink polka dots, brown balbriggan stockings with red clocks up the side (quite the rage then) and low shoes with buckles. Look closer. See under that bonnet a sweet face, kind brown eyes and a loving smile hovering about the lips, strengthened now by a strong resolution, and, yes, there is a wisp of brown hair that has escaped from beneath her bonnet. A pretty picture, isn't it?
Little is known of Laura Secord's early life in Canada. We know that after leaving Great Barrington, Massachusetts, she stayed a little while at Niagara, then went to Ingersoll. When she was married she and her husband, James Secord, moved to St. David's, and then to Queenston. After the war they came to Chippawa, and here they lived for the rest of their lives. According to his wish, Mr. Secord was buried at Lundy's Lane, on the ground where most of the heroes of the war fell, and many years later Laura was laid quietly down beside him. It is significant that Laura, during her lifetime, saw three different wars: The American Revolution, the War of 1812-14, and the Fenian Raids.
Not until long after her walk did she receive any recognition whatever. The first came in 1853, when her own story was printed in The Anglo-American Magazine. The next came when Edward, Prince of
Wales, afterward King Edward VII., rewarded her with £100. Now there are schools, tablets, monuments, everything, in her name.
Laura Secord was noted for her kindliness. She always had a cheery smile or word for every one, and was especially charming to the young. As soon as they returned from school they would say: "Now we must go and see Mrs. Secord."
Mrs. Secord has proved to us her bravery by her work on the battlefield of Queenston Heights and by her walk, but let me tell you of one or two more proofs. One day three American soldiers came to her for water, and one, eyeing the place over, said: "When the United States takes this place for good, and divides the land up, this will be my share." Laura was so nettled by this that she retorted: "All you will ever get is six feet of earth." Several days later two men returned, and one said: "You were right about that six feet of earth, missus." The other soldier had been killed. There are several other stories, but my time and space will not permit the relating of them.
P.S.—All information was obtained from Mrs. Currie's book on Laura Secord.