Boston Harbor Short Story

It was a beautiful summer day on the Boston harbor. There were only a few boats in the harbor but the monthly cargo ship from Britain had just come in that day. This ship had many of the supplies that Boston storekeepers needed very badly. Moses Prescott was riding his cart down to the harbor from his shop to buy supplies from the merchant henry Kempe. When he arrived most of the supplies had already been unloaded and a few other storekeepers already buying sugar, molasses, and tea. In Boston the tax on tea was so big that many of the storekeepers had given up stocking there stores with tea because most of their customers stopped buying it. The merchant walked towards Mr. Prescott.
“Hello Moses,” said the merchant. “Are you here to get you’re shipment of sugar, molasses, and tea?” He was a tall wiry man with red hair and a bristly beard. He and Moses had done business together for many years so they were friends except when they got in a fight about the …show more content…
Prescott. “But I don’t know if I will buy the tea because it’s so darn expensive and none of my customers buy it. How much is it nowadays?” asked Moses.
“Thirty shillings per ten pound bag,” said Henry.
“What! Since when has it been that expensive?” shouted Moses.
“Since the king wanted more taxes because he thinks that you owe us something in return for helping you in the French and Indian war. Besides, the mother country should expect a little out of you,” said Henry.
“Yeah but not enough to start making the people starve!” said the storekeeper. “Besides if you’re going to tax someone you ought to at least have their consent. That’s why all the people are always saying ‘no taxation without representation’ and why does your king keep sending more and more soldiers,” said Moses.
“Because you guys keep mobbing everywhere,” exclaimed Henry, “that’s how the Boston massacre happened.” By now they were loading and arguing at the same time and the cart was almost half way