going without his dinner, he answered, ‘I am going to take powder and balls for my dinner today, or to give them some.’
Another was the Rev. Edward Brooks
From his house near the old slave wall on the Grove
street of today, he too went over to Lexington
, and with full-bottomed wig, rode on horseback, his gun on his shoulder.
From the garret window of that house his son, Peter, prompted as we may fancy by the impulse of more than one boy of the age of eight, listened to the guns of the British
and saw them glisten under the morning sun.
Along with the volunteers, throughout the morning the country people were moving through Medford
— in their faces curiosity, suspense, apprehension — in their hearts determination, as they realized that the die was cast.
As the day wore on armed Provincials from other towns trooped through the town.
The road between Medford
was the highway leading to the country northeast of Boston
a horseman from Medford
dashed along this road in the early morning, scattering the alarm.
His name is lost.
The clanging of the meeting-house bell, then on Bell rock
, brought the townspeople of Malden
to the Kettell
There seventy-six men under Capt. Benjamin Blaney
assembled, and with drums beating, marched to Medford
under orders to proceed to Watertown
Near Cradock bridge the company halted while the whereabouts of the British
was verified, and then at noon proceeded through the town to Menotomy
The same messenger, perhaps, carried the alarm to Lynn
At some hour of the morning thirty-eight men from Lynn
marched through Medford
in the direction of the gun-shots up the Lexington
The word reached Salem
at about nine o'clock in the morning of the nineteenth.
men, three hundred and thirty-one of them, without waiting for a full regiment, set off at nine o'clock. Before noon they