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as he would have been had it not been for the<br />
prompt and spirited interference of Mr. Lyman, the<br />
Mayor Went down twice in the evening to<br />
tender my services to the Mayor, but they were not<br />
needed."<br />
On that afternoon I was at my office. No. 27 State<br />
Street, which commanded a view of the entire length<br />
of Wilson s Lane : my attention was attracted by the<br />
shouts of a multitude. On going to my window I<br />
saw a crowd approaching, with Mr. Garrison in its<br />
midst. As I was President of the Council, I rushed<br />
down and forced myself into his immediate vicinity,<br />
and remained at his side until he was placed in a<br />
of the action of<br />
carriage, and drove off. My opinion<br />
your father is stated as above, in the record I made<br />
on the same evening.<br />
In judging of the situation of the it Mayor, should<br />
be remembered,<br />
unexpected ; that the whole police<br />
that the action of the mob was<br />
force at that time<br />
consisted of a few superannuated constables, whose<br />
principal duty was to attend the courts ; and the<br />
night watchmen who were not on duty.<br />
As to call<br />
ing out the militia, he had no time to do it, even if<br />
it had been advisable, which it was not. Fears were<br />
entertained that there would be another outbreak at<br />
night, and a number of citizens enrolled themselves<br />
as special constables and reported during the even<br />
ing to the Mayor for orders, which, fortunately, he<br />
was not obliged to give.<br />
No one who knew your father as I did could ever<br />
have suspected him of a want of energy, spirit, or<br />
courage.<br />
BOSTON, January 7, 1870.