. Old Boston days & ways; from the dawn of the revolution until the town became a city. eting-House, in commem-oration of the Boston Massacre. The actualdate having fallen on Sunday, a warrant wasissued for a town meeting to be held on Marchsixth. The trifling difficulty that town meetingswere no longer permissible was got over by theannouncement that this was an adjournmentof the Port Bill Meeting of the June 17 pre-ceding ! It required considerable nerve to speak in apatriotic strain just then, for Gage had nowunder his command eleven regiments of infantryand four companies of artillery. He
. Old Boston days & ways; from the dawn of the revolution until the town became a city. eting-House, in commem-oration of the Boston Massacre. The actualdate having fallen on Sunday, a warrant wasissued for a town meeting to be held on Marchsixth. The trifling difficulty that town meetingswere no longer permissible was got over by theannouncement that this was an adjournmentof the Port Bill Meeting of the June 17 pre-ceding ! It required considerable nerve to speak in apatriotic strain just then, for Gage had nowunder his command eleven regiments of infantryand four companies of artillery. He had cometo the point of using them, too, at least for threat-ening purposes. Some accounts tell us that theaisles of the church were so blocked by soldierswhen the hour for Warrens Massacrespeech arrived, that the orator of the occasior^had to enter through a window back of the>pulpit. It was known indeed that some at- 58 OLD BOSTON DAYS & WAYS tempt was to be made to interrupt the meet-ing. But Samuel Adams had resolved to keepthe peace if it were possible and so, when forty. INTERIOR OF THE OLD SOUTH CHURCH British officers entered, he asked the civiliansoccupying the front seats to yield their placesto the visitors. At one point in the address an officer thus OLD BOSTON DAYS & WAYS 59 seated held up a few pistol bullets in his openpalm, but Warren, nothing daunted, droppedhis handkerchief upon them and went on withhis address. Yet he alluded feelingly to the ruin all around, and exclaimed in the courseof his remarks: Does some fiend, fierce fromthe depths of hell, with all the rancorous malicethat the apostate damned can feel, twang herdestructive bow, and hurl her deadly arrowsat our breast? No, none of these; but howastonishing! It is the hand of Britain thatinflicts the wound. The arms of George, ourrightful king, have been employed to shed thatblood which freely should have flowed at hiscommand, when justice or the honor of hiscrown had called his subjects to the fiel
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