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the lower end of the room the indications 

 were more open and unrestrained. There 

 were some angry looks, and a good deal of 

 anxious whispering and running about. Pre- 

 sently the crowd near the door began to 

 thin, the men slipping out one by one ; till 

 at last Hector, suspecting mischief, and 

 having applied for and obtained from the 

 stipendiary such a guard of police as enabled 

 him to set all threats of future attack at 

 defiance, thought it advisable to return 

 forthwith to his remaining property, and to 

 mount his guard at once. 



Samuel Gilbert, the sergeant of police, 

 was next called up as witness. He deponed, 

 that about one o'clock that morning the 

 police-barrack had been attacked by a body 

 of at least a hundred men ; that the police, 

 who had been keeping a bright look out, 

 had seen them approaching, and had opened 

 a fire upon them ; that, nothing checked 

 thereby, the people had made a rush, and 

 before the police could reload had surrounded 

 the barrack, and had made them all pri- 

 soners ; that they detained them prisoners 

 for several hours, and liberated them finally 

 only when day began to dawn ; that on 



