eleven years old, the son of a poor German.
funeral five hundred children walked in front of the bier; six of his school-fellows held the pall; and men of all ranks moved in procession from Liberty Tree
to the Town House
, and thence to the ‘burying place.’
Soldiers and officers looked on, with wounded pride.
was impatient to be set to work1
, or to be ordered elsewhere.2
The common soldiers of the twenty-ninth regiment were notoriously bad fellows;3
licentious and overbearing.
‘I never will miss an opportunity of firing upon the inhabitants,’ said one of them, Kilroi by name; ‘I have wanted such an opportunity ever since I have been in the country;’4
and he repeated the threat several times.
It was a common feeling in the regiment.
On the other hand, a year and a half's training had perfected the people in their part.
It was no breach of the law for them to express contempt for the soldiery; they were ready enough to confront them; but they were taught never to do it, except to repel an attack.
If any of the soldiers broke the law, which they often did, complaints were made to the local magistrates, who were ready to afford redress.5
On the other hand, the officers screened their men from legal punishment, and sometimes even rescued them from the constables.
On Friday the second day of March, a soldier of
the twenty-ninth, asked to be employed at Gray
's Ropewalk, and was repulsed in the coarsest words.