to receive the stamps, my house will be pillaged.’1
‘McEvers is terrified,’ said Colden
to a friend;2
‘but I shall not be intimidated; and the stamps shall be delivered in proper time;’ intending himself to appoint a stamp distributor.
Yet dismay was spreading on every side among
the crown officers.
On the third of September, Coxe
, the stamp officer for New Jersey
, renounced his place.
On the previous night,3
a party of four or five hundred, at Annapolis
, pulled down a house, which Zachariah Hood
, the stamp master for Maryland
, was repairing, to be occupied, it was believed, for the sale of the stamps; and, shaking with terror, yet not willing to part with the unpopular office, which had promised to be worth many hundreds4
a year, he fled from the colony to lodgings in the fort of New-York
, as the only safe asylum.5
lawyers were of opinion, that the Stamp Tax
must be declared invalid by the courts of Maryland
, as a breach of chartered rights.
One man published his card, refusing to pay taxes to which he had not consented.
All resolved to burn the stamp paper, on its arrival in Annapolis
; and the Governor
had no power to prevent it, or to suppress any insurrection that might happen.6
On the fifth, Bernard
, at Boston
, gave way, without dignity or courage.
After the resignation of Oliver
, it became his duty to take possession of the stamped paper that might arrive.
He had adopted measures