Charles Blanchard did his best to stare at the incredulous scene before him. On his left and right stood about fifty other colonists, each with the same sullen expression on their ashen faces, trying their best not to show any outward signs of emotion. But despite their collective effort, the sound of weeping could be still be heard coming from the far edge of the crowd. Unlike him, most of the other colonists standing on the Boston Common that cool spring morning had been more or less forced to attend by the newly installed Royal Governor, who looked at that morning’s proceedings as a way to instill a new sense of fear and respect into the colonists’ hearts towards the mother country of England. So far, as Charles chanced a quick glance around the crowd, the governor’s plan was working.