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state of the mob, which, as far as I could judge from<br />
the place where I stood, increased continually in<br />
numbers, and being exceedingly anxious for Gar<br />
rison, for whom a cry was often raised, I went up<br />
again to the upper part of the building, and in the<br />
Abolition Koom I now saw Garrison, and about him<br />
his friends that I have mentioned. There were also<br />
in the same room several individuals that had ob<br />
tained admittance before the passage-way was occu<br />
pied by the constables. Whether the latter knew<br />
Garrison or not I cannot say.<br />
I spoke to him, how<br />
ever, and as his friends had told me that there was<br />
no means of escape for him by the roof or the rear of<br />
the building, I asked him if he could not find $ place<br />
in the garret where he could remain concealed. He<br />
said that he would see, and went up the attic stairs<br />
with alacrity. This is all that I said to Garrison<br />
during the afternoon.<br />
I returned to my position<br />
at the bottom of the<br />
staircase in the passage-way, which I did not again<br />
quit till the mob rushed up Washington Street.<br />
From the time that the females withdrew I ob<br />
served that the sign of the Society now and then<br />
attracted the notice of this angry mob, their ill-tem<br />
per displaying itself in the shape of shouts and yells.<br />
I suppose it was the only thing they could see that<br />
reminded them of the object of their vengeance. I<br />
thought, too, that as soon as it became dark, it might<br />
occur to these rioters, that, if they could get stones<br />
(and there were plenty there, as State Street had<br />
been recently macadamized) they would commence<br />
a pelting of this sign, and from the sign proceed to