Water Town Wednesday Morning near 11 of Clock.  To all friends of american liberty, be it known, that this morning before break of day, a Brigade, consisting of about 1,000 or 1,200 Men, landed at Phipp’s Farm at Cambridge and marched to Lexington, where they found a Company of our Militia in Arms, upon whom they fired without any provocation and killed 6 Men & wounded 4 others—­By an express from Boston we find another Brigade are now upon their march from Boston, supposed to be about 1,000—­The bearer Israel Bissel is charged to alarm the Country quite to Connecticut; and all Persons are desired to furnish him with fresh Horses, as they may be needed—­I have spoken with several, who have seen the dead & wounded. 
                  J. Palmer one of the Committee of safety. 
Forwarded from Worcester April 19, 1775. 
   Brooklyn—­Thursday 11 o Clock
   Norwich 4 o Clock
   New London 7 o Clock
   Lynne—­Friday Morning 1 o Clock
   Say Brook 4 o Clock
   Shillingsworth 7 o Clock
   E. Gillford 8 o Clock
   Guilford 10 o Clock
   Bradford 12 o Clock
   New Haven—­April 21
Recd & fowarded on certain Intelligence
   Fairfield April 22d 8 o Clock
   New York Committee Chamber 4 o Clock
                             23d April 1775 P. M.
Recd the within Acct by Express, forwd by Express to N Brunswick with directions to stop at Elizabeth Town & acquaint the Committee there with the foregoing particulars by order
                                       J. S. Low, Chairman.

“Huh!” grunted the squire.  “I said the day would come when British regulars would teach the scamps a lesson.  The rapscallions are getting their bellyful, no doubt; ’t is to be hoped that it will bring law and quiet once again in the land.”

“’T will more likely be the match that fires the mine.  You’ve little idea, Mr. Meredith, how strong and universal the feeling is against Great Britain.”

“’T is not as strong as British bayonets, that ye may tie to, fellow.”

The servant shook his head doubtfully. “’T will take a long sword to reach this far, and Gage is not the man to handle it.”

“Odd’s life!” swore the squire.  “What know ye of Gage?  If every covenant man does n’t think himself the better of a major-general or a magistrate!”

“Had you ever made the voyage from England, you ’d appreciate the difficulties.  ’T is as big a military folly to suppose that if America holds together she can be conquered by bayonets, as ’t is to suppose that she’ll allow a rotten Parliament, three thousand miles away, to rule her.”

“Have done with such talk!  What does a rogue like ye know of Parliament, except that it passes the laws ye run from?  ’T is the like of ye—­debtors, runaways, and such trash—­that is making all this trouble.”