Fearing that unpleasantness might ensue from the order, which, when too late, the captain regretted, orders were given to sail north, and Ethan Allen was taken to New York, where he was landed and thrown into a prison cell. While it was a change to be on land, the treatment was more severe. Every indignity was heaped upon the unfortunate prisoners by the tories who ruled the city. There was but one gleam of sunshine in the hero's life. He often heard news of the outside world. A Congress had been called, and its deliberations were of vital importance. The tories talked about it in Allen's presence. They denounced men whose names Allen had not heard before, but who were becoming prominent. But they also talked of Sam Adams and John Hancock, of Patrick Henry and George Washington, and then they told each other that it was seriously proposed to create a new nation out of the colonies and declare the independence of the colonies. All this was glorious news to the prisoner, and he listened in silence, afraid that his joy, if known, would prevent further conversation in his presence. One hot, stifling day in July there was considerable commotion in the prison, and Allen knew that something more than the ordinary had caused the excitement. How anxiously he waited to hear the news! How tedious the hours passed before the change of guards gave the desired few minutes for conversation. At last the hour came! "The Declaration of Independence has been signed!" "You do not mean it? The rebels would never dare!" "But they have dared. They say that a new nation has been born. Ha, ha, ha! He, he, he! Ha, ha, ha!" "Will all the prisoners have to be shot now?" "No, they will be hanged, same as before. England has not recognized the new nation; but England has hired a lot of Hessians----" "What are they?" "Don't you know? They come from some place in Europe; their king sells or leases them out to fight." "And they must fight whether they like it or not?" "Oh, they like fighting; they are trained to fight. It is the only thing they can do, and they do it well. You see, they do it all the better because they can't talk English, so they kill all who do----" "Then they may kill us." "No, I do not mean that, but they kill all they are told to kill." A warden entered the long corridor and called out the name of Ethan Allen. Allen stepped from his cell and submitted to his arms and legs being heavily ironed. He was then marched through the city to the Battery, where he was placed on board a war ship, with other prisoners, and taken to Halifax. For nearly two years he suffered the most horrible tortures in prisons and prison ships. He seemed to have been forgotten. For weeks at a time he was absolutely silent, no one being allowed to speak to him, and silence was strictly enforced among the prisoners. Once Allen got a little paper and a pencil, and a friendly jailer promised to have the letter sent to its destination.