left Jim by the side of the lifeless body, while kindly friends
hastened to break the sad news with some degree of gentleness to the
parents of the murdered man, and then went to his own home; but not to
sleep.

It was not yet daylight, on the following morning, when Christopher
Gore, his arm bandaged and in a sling, appeared at Amos's home.

"I was afraid you might have come to some harm when I heard that Sam
Gray was killed, for I knew you and Jim were most likely near him,"
he said, as if apologising for his early visit. "How did you escape?"

"I don't know, Chris. It doesn't seem to me that I can remember
anything of that awful moment, except that I saw Sam Gray fall dead,
and heard Jim weeping over him."

"Do you know what became of Hardy Baker?"

"I didn't see him after the shots were fired. I only know it was he
who called attention to the sentinel, and but for him it is almost
certain no disturbance would have taken place at the Custom House.
Have you heard from him?"

"No. I wanted to go out as soon as we heard that murder had been done;
but mother wouldn't listen to me. It was only by promising to come
directly here, and have you walk home with me, that she was willing I
should venture out now. The streets are filled with people, and the
excitement is as great as at noonday."

"Have you heard whether the British captain has been arrested?"

"Father said, and he was among those who waited to be certain Governor
Hutchinson wouldn't play us false, that the investigation was not
finished until three o'clock this morning. The captain has been held for
trial, and the squad of soldiers who did the firing are all in jail."

"Do you know what is to be done now?"

"There is to be a town meeting at Faneuil Hall at eleven o'clock, and
it is said that Master Samuel Adams will address the people."

"Are you to be there?"

"I wouldn't dare go in a crowd while the wound on my arm is yet
unhealed. What have you to do this morning?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I wanted you to come to my home with me; but I suppose that is too
much to ask, for of course you intend to be on the street, in order to
know what is going on."

"I'll go with you willingly, Chris. I have seen enough of the work
which may be done on the street, until the time comes when I can be of
some assistance."

An hour later the boys were at Chris Gore's home, and there they
remained until noon, when it was learned that a formal town meeting
was appo