[Illustration: “YOU NEEDN’T BE AFRAID OF THIS TEA; NOBODY’S PAID A TAX ON IT.”] A PATRIOT LAD OF OLD BOSTON BY RUSSELL GORDON CARTER Author of the Bob Hanson Books [Illustration] Illustrated by HENRY PITZ THE PENN PUBLISHING COMPANY PHILADELPHIA 1923 COPYRIGHT 1923 BY THE PENN PUBLISHING COMPANY [Illustration] A Patriot Lad of Old Boston Manufacturing Plant Camden, N. J. Made in the U. S. A. INTRODUCTION The story of Don Alden is the story of Boston during the British occupation. Like the sturdy out-of-doors boy of to-day, Don was fond of hunting and fishing and trapping; it is of little wonder therefore that Glen Drake, the old trapper from the North, formed an instant liking for him. But from the moment that the Port Bill went into effect--yes, and before that unfortunate event--there were other things than hunting and fishing to think about. Don’s aunt, a heroic, kindly woman of old New England, refused to leave her home in Pudding Lane, even though the town seemed likely to become a battle ground. And Don was not the boy to forsake his aunt in time of need. How he helped her during the period of occupation; how he acted when his best friend cast his lot with the Tories; what he did when he suddenly found that he could save the life of one of the hated Redcoats; and what happened at the end when Crean Brush’s Tories forced their way into the house--those events and many others only go to prove that heroism is not limited by age. There were other things also to test the courage of a lad like Don--the Battles of Concord and Lexington and of Bunker Hill, the felling of the Liberty Tree, and the many small annoyances that both Tories and Redcoats committed to make life a little more miserable for the suffering townsfolk. But he met them all in such a way as to deserve the words of praise from the one man whom he admired more than any other--General Washington. Boston in the days of the Revolution resembled Boston of to-day in one noticeable respect: many of the streets were narrow and crooked and bore the names that they bear at present. But the differences between the old town and the new are many and astonishing. In Revolutionary days mud flats, which were exposed at low water, lay where South Boston and the Back Bay are now situated; near where the present North Station stands there used to be a broad placid mill-pond that extended down almost to Hanover Street; and to the south, where to-day many broad streets and avenues cross one another over a wide space, there used to be a very narrow strip of land known as the Neck--to have cut it would have made of the town an island. Such in brief was the Boston of Donald Alden and of his friends.