1/29 There had been a cry of fear earlier in the day. Men had rushed through the streets, crying aloud in every tone of consternation: "The English fleet! the English fleet!" But this had proved a false alarm. The sails seen advancing up the great waterway were those of friendly vessels, laden with provisions for the city, and great rejoicings were held as the supplies were carried into the storehouses by the eager citizens and soldiers. Colin, running hither and thither picking up news, came running back at short intervals with tidings for his sister and aunt. |