alarm spread through the town.
It echoed through the night with the clanging of the bell in the steeple of the meeting house just beyond us up the street.
It sped through the darkness with the unknown horseman who galloped from Medford
From along the roads that crossed at the Square
they gathered where we stand.
Near here the company formed, and before the sun rose, marched off into that day and into history.
Long years have passed since those Minute Men of Medford
went up the road into the first battle of the Revolution.
In the later days of that grim struggle other companies followed and other recruits filled the waning ranks of the Continental
men were at Bunker Hill
, at Dorchester Heights
, at Ticonderoga
But here and now, on the very ground where the first Minute Men assembled, our gratitude is kindled as we fancy that sturdy troop in the early morning, advancing to the unknown fate of pioneers in that most perilous venture of all,—the quest of liberty against constituted authority.
It was our liberty, not theirs alone, for which they risked all they had to give.
It is therefore fitting that we evidence our remembrance of these men by a memorial more permanent than the spoken word or the gathering of the day. In the near future, but marking the observance of this one hundred and fiftieth anniversary, will stand a memorial bearing in lasting bronze the names of these Minute Men of Medford
It will fittingly stand near the spot where they gathered,—along the edge of the highway over which they passed.
Let it stand for long years, together with the Honor Roll Memorial
, before the public school, holding up before us and our children's children the proud memory that from generation to generation patriots have risen in Medford
Let it hold up before us, too, their mute appeal, brought from that distant past, that we of our day serve too the generations that are to come.