n instant Revere thought of the Medford road which he had passed a moment before.
Suddenly wheeling, he dashed back toward Winter Hill, and was well on his way to Medford before the astonished horsemen had extricated themselves from a clay-pit in which they found themselves floundering.
Early on the morning of the 19th the minute-men were in motion.
The company consisted of fifty-nine men. Tradition says that they joined Maj. John Brooks and the Reading men, encountered the British at Merriam's Corner, and pursued them to their boats.
It was not strange that the Medford company should follow Major Brooks.
He was a Medford boy, and only two years before had left the home of Dr. Simon Tufts, where he was educated, to practice medicine in Reading.
Probably some of the men had been drilled by him in school-boy days in the vacant lot back of the doctor's house.
Scarcely can we imagine the excitement of that day. The regulars had started on their second expedition, and this time