hand put the chain on Anthony Burns. Last winter it was proposed to build him a monument. He needs it not. Hancock has none; Samuel Adams sleeps in a nameless grave; John Adams has not a stone. We are their monuments; the homage of the people is their epitaph. Daniel Webster also had his monument last Friday. It was the Court House crowded with two hundred and twenty United States soldiers and flanked with a cannon. His monument reached all the way from John Hancock's house in Court Street to the T Wharf; nay, it went far out to sea
| Boston City Guard, Capt. French | 488.00 |
| (of which $1.90 was paid by order to George Tonng for ’refreshments.’) | |
| Boston Independent Fusileers, Capt. Cooley | 320.00 |
| Washington Light Infantry, Capt. Upton | 536.00 |
| Mechanic Infantry, Capt. Adams | 428.00 |
| National Guard, Lient. Harlow commanding | 416.00 |
| Union Guard, Capt. Brown | 476.00 |
| Sarsfield Guard, Capt. Hogan | 308.00 |
| Boston Independent Cadets, Capt. Amory | 1,136.00 |
| Boston Light Artillery, Capt. Cobb | 168.00 |
| Major-General Edmands and staff | 715.00 |
| Major Fierce and staff of the First Battalion Light Dragoons. | 146.00 |
| Colonel Holbrook and staff of the first Regiment of Light Infantry | 26.00 |
| Brigadier-General Andrews and staff of the First Brigade | 107.50 |
| Major Burbank and staff of the Third Battalion of Light Infentry | 76.00 |
| William Bead, hardware and sporting apparatus dealer, for ammunition | 155.28 |
| Total | $13,115.78" |
The sum paid to the civil officers of Boston for their services has not yet been made public.
Mr. Burns was subsequently sold to David McDaniel, of Nash county, K. C, on condition that he "should never he sold to go North." A most piteous letter was received from him in January, 1855, fall of pious gratitude to all who sought to preserve for him the unalienable Right to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.
Presently, after Commissioner Loring had accomplished his "legal" kidnapping, he tried to purchase a piece of meat of a noble-hearted butcher in Boylston Market. "I will take that pig,"' said the Commissioner. "You can't have it," replied the butcher. "What, is it sold?" "No, sir! But you can't buy your meat of me. I want none of your blood-money. It would burn my pocket!"
Rev. Nehemiah Adams, D.D., subsequently sent to the Commissioner a presentation copy of his South Side View of Slavery, with the author's regards!
