[p. 89] as a color guard this time, as Everett Newhall was sick, and I was detailed for that place. I did the best I could. It proved to be the easiest berth in the company, as I had no other duties to perform. My duty was to take care of the colors, or rather, my part of it. I did not leave them from the time we started till we returned. Friday, December 12, we took up a march at half-past 7, and marched until ten at night, then went into another cornfield, and rather low ground I thought. There was a house near by and a lot of board fences, which the boys stripped very soon, I assure you. The colonel stopped all the boys from going into the buildings. I told Corporal Page to hold on a minute till the colonel had gone into the house. As soon as he went we started and went into a cook house, and there we found two bedsteads, and both had beds on them. We got in just before the guard was put on. After we got into the house four or five men came in. In a few moments in came an officer and drove them all out, as he thought. I whispered to Page to keep still. All the rest of them went out, but we went to bed. In about fifteen minutes in came nine or ten officers, and we were snug in bed, and there we stayed. They built up a great fire and we slept as comfortably as we should at home. Page said ‘bully for me.’ I told him all it wanted was a little cheek, and that is what everyone must have in order to live on such expeditions. I think we marched about fourteen miles that day. The thirteenth we took up our march about 7 o'clock, and marched till 12 at night. In the course of the day the teams got stuck, and it made it very slow marching. They had to unload some of their stores and gave them out to the men, and such scrabbling you never saw! You would think it was gold dust, or that they were starved to death. As I lodged in the house, I did n't get any. I got some bread, as there was not so much of a rush around the bread as around the sugar. It was quite a sight to see men fight for a cupful of sugar. But
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An eighteenth century enterprise.
Susanna Rowson .
Medford square - 1682 - 1715 .
Medford Historical Society .
Some old Medford houses and estates.
A fast-day hymn.
Meeting-house brook and the second Meeting-house .
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