not allowed to attend the funeral, nor to be tried, nor dismissed. Three
weeks after he and Lovell had been put in jail they first learned of
what they were accused: Lovell of "being a Spy, and giving intelligence
to the rebels," and Leach of "being a spy, and suspected of taking
plans." Their examination was a farce, the witness against them not
knowing them apart. They were remanded to jail, and lay there until
October. Lovell fell sick, and got a little better food, but no
attention from his jailers--"no Compassion toward him any more than a
Dog." On the same day Leach noted that the Provost "Cursed and Damned my
little Child, for a Damn'd Rebel; he even Trembles at bringing my Diet."
Lovell grew better, and the vexatious treatment continued with petty
tyrannies. At last, although no trial had yet been held, Edes, Gill,
and Leach were released upon sureties of two inhabitants that they would
not leave the town.

Lovell was kept in jail. He was son of Master John Lovell of the Latin
School, in which he was usher until the opening of the war. His frank
utterances had so incensed the authorities that they kept him in prison
until the end of the siege, and then carried him with them to Halifax.
His father was a Tory, and, so far as the diaries of the prison mates
show, made no attempt to visit his son in prison. James Lovell was
exchanged in the summer of 1776.

Through Edes' prison diary, and the brief jottings which pass for the
journal of Timothy Newell, selectman, we get a glimpse of a turncoat.
The incident in which he figures is the only one that caused Newell, who
gave a scant hundred and twenty-five words to Bunker Hill battle, to
write at any length. One John Morrison, formerly minister at
Peterborough, New Hampshire, had been "obliged," says Edes, "to quit his
people on account of his scandalous behaviour." He joined the
provincial army, and is said to have fought at Bunker Hill; but a week
later he joined the British with the usual misstatements of the American
intentions. In the middle of September, Morrison moved for permission to
use for his services the Brattle Street Church, "Dr. Cooper's
Meetinghouse," of which Timothy Newell was a member of the parish
committee. Newell, "with an emotion of resentment," roundly refused to
deliver the key to Morrison and his friends, and made his way into the
presence of the governor, where he stated that Morrison was a man of
infamous character. But the turncoat had re