the ablest talent that the progressive element could produce. Standing in the back part of the hall, eagerly listening to the speakers, was a dark mulatto man, very tall, rather good-looking, and apparently, about fifty years of age. This was Crispus Attucks. Though taking no part in the meeting, he was nevertheless destined to be conspicuous in the first struggle in throwing off the British yoke. Twenty years previous to this, Attucks was the slave of William Brouno, Esq., of Framingham, Massachusetts; but his was a heart beating for freedom, and not to be kept in the chains of mental or bodily servitude.
From the "Boston Gazette" of Tuesday, November 20, 1750, I copy the following advertisement:—
"Ran away from his master William Brouno Framingham,
on the 30th of Sept., last, a Molatto Fellow,
about 27 years of Age named Crispus, well set, six
feet 2 inches high, short curl'd Hair, knees nearer
together than common; had on a light coloured Bearskin
Coat, brown Fustian jacket, new Buckskin
Breeches, blew yarn Stockins and Checkered Shirt.
Whoever shall take up said Runaway, and convey
him to his above said Master at Framingham, shall
have Ten Pounds, old Tenor Reward and all necessary
charges paid."
The above is a verbatim et literatim advertisement
for a runaway slave one hundred and twenty-two years
ago. Whether Mr. Brouno succeeded in recapturing
Crispus or not, we are left in the dark.
Ill-feeling between the mother country and her colonial subjects had been gaining ground, while British
