aval engagement between the Bon Homme Richard and the Serapis occurred.
One little powder boy had a leg shot off that day, but lived in Medford during the memory of some of our oldest residents.
His name was William Earl.
He was a tailor.
His shop was on the easterly corner of Brooks lane, in the old building torn down last winter.
The children, going by, peeped in at him as he sat stitching and singing.
His cheerful face never forbade them.
They called him One-legged Earl.
He died in 1821.
In 1780 Medford had sixteen six-months' men in the field.
They were fitted out by the town with clothing and blankets.
Wool was bought at the town's expense, and was spun and woven by the women.
The poor received compensation, if possible in coin.
Others gave their work.
The men enlisted on July 4 (a patriotic celebration of Independence Day).
Among them was Thomas Savels, who had served as a minute-man, and was a veteran of the New York campaigns.
It is said that he was the