Feklitus looked on.
Just before this, the owner of the mill had decided on a walk to visit his property.

He was looking about inside, when unusual noises without attracted his attention.

Coming to a window in the upper story, he looked down on the scene below.

There, directly before his astonished eyes, floated a banner, on which these words were plainly visible: "Freedom we shout! Freedom for all! Freedom forever and aye! We will not yield till all chains fall, And tyrants are banished or die!" He saw, too, that the boys were working hard to fasten the staff securely in its place.
"Hm, hm, so, so!" he murmured; "that's to be planted on my land! We'll see about that." He stood still at his post of observation, and watched the farther proceedings.

When the staff was firmly fixed so that it was not swayed by the blowing of the banner above, it was carefully drawn out, the stones were buried in the hole and neatly covered with sod.