Apparently inspired by the accounts from New York, a workman
at John Gray’s rope-walk, called out to a passing British soldier on
March , “Soldier, will you work.” “Yes,” said the soldier. “Then go and
clean my shit house,” replied the workman. Swearing by the Holy Ghost
that he would be revenged for this insult, the soldier returned first with
eight or nine, later with thirty or more, soldiers armed with clubs and
cutlasses and headed by a tall negro drummer. Workmen at the rope-
walk, wielding the formidable tools of their trade known as wouldring
sticks, succeeded in driving the soldiers away.⁴² But it was rumored that
the soldiers would seek revenge the following Monday night, March ,⁴³
and there were in fact several clashes between soldiers and civilians that
moonlit night before the affair known to history as the Boston Massacre
took place.⁴⁴
The testimony concerning this tragedy is conflicting, but the follow-
ing account is supported by what seems to be the weight of evidence.
Hugh White, a soldier of the Twenty-ninth Regiment, stationed as
a sentry before the Customs House, provoked by Edward Garrick or
Gerrish, a young barber’s apprentice, struck him with his gun.⁴⁵ Soon
afterward the boy returned with a sizable crowd, chiefly boys and
youths, and, pointing at White, said, “There is the son of a bitch that
knocked me down.”⁴⁶ Whereupon some of the crowd shouted “Kill
him, kill him, knock him down,” and pelted White with snowballs, ice,
and other missiles.⁴⁷
Learning of the sentry’s predicament, Captain Thomas Preston of
the Twenty-ninth, officer of the day at the so-called “Main Guard” sta-
tioned near the Customs House, marched with a party of six privates
and a corporal,⁴⁸ with guns unloaded but with fixed bayonets,⁴⁹ to
White’s relief. A large crowd, led by Crispus Attucks, “a mulatto fel-
low,”⁵⁰ soon gathered and pelted Preston and his men with snowballs,
pieces of ice, oyster shells, and sticks.⁵¹ The men loaded their guns,⁵² but
the crowd, far from drawing back, came close, calling out, “Come on
you rascals, you bloody backs, you lobster scoundrels, fire if you dare,
G
——d damn you, fire and be damned, we know you dare not,” and
striking at the soldiers with clubs and a cutlass.⁵³ Whereupon they fired
—
whether with or without orders from Preston is not clear.⁵⁴ Attucks,
Samuel Gray, and James Caldwell were killed on the spot; Samuel Mav-