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Published February 24, 2026
On their off time, soldiers took jobs at workshops, docks, and ropewalks, working for wages less than those of hometown laborers and taking jobs away from residents who desperately needed them. More alarmingly, the British troops fought with local night watchmen who dared to question their movements after dark, and they behaved boorishly on and off duty. They drank to excess, and patriot newspapers reported their transgressions in detail. One journal condemned the “drunkenness, debaucheries, and other extravagances which prevail by means of the troops being quartered in the midst of a town, where distilled spirits are so cheap and plenty.”
Surprisingly, the main lawyer for the grenadiers’ defense would be John Adams, ardent patriot and Samuel Adams’s cousin. The younger Adams took the job to show the Whig faction was just as committed to protecting the traditional rights of British subjects (including trial by jury) as the Crown was to violating them. Through skillful legal maneuvers, Adams got a jury to acquit Preston of murder and, in a separate trial, helped five of the seven grenadiers to go free as well, though two would be convicted of manslaughter and branded on the thumbs. Samuel Adams and other radicals denounced the lenient verdicts, but the outcome did forestall another riot, at least for the moment
One thing is certain: Almost everyone wants the town to recover from the last decade of conflict, chaos, and financial near ruin. Not only have trade and commerce been crippled, but due to the exodus of patriots before the siege and the exodus of loyalists after it, the town has plummeted from more than 15,500 citizens to 2,700 and is only now recovering some of those resident.
Assuming you’re in good health, you can choose to get inoculated—as five thousand Bostonians have been, and as Washington has ordered his troops to be. During periods when the procedure is allowed, a physician will make a small incision in your skin with a lancet carrying the virus, and you will have to isolate yourself as you endure some milder symptoms of the disease. Once you’re free of those symptoms, you will have lifelong immunity, provided there isn’t a complication from the procedure. About six in one thousand people die from inoculation—a figure that might seem unsettling, but is actually far less than the fatality rate of the disease itself (one in ten).
As you stroll about the wharves, you might hear the sailors called “Jack Tars,” or even “Jolly Tars.” It’s true they can have a rough look, with baggy tar-smeared breeches, short jackets and Monmouth caps, and copious tattoos, but they’re as committed to the Revolution as any genteel patriot with a Harvard degree or a law office. They call themselves the Sons of Neptune (matching the more-famous Sons of Liberty) and have participated in most of the boycotts, protests, and uprisings that have animated the town over the last thirty years. None of these revolts were more violent than the riots of 1747—recalled as “the most spectacular series of impressment riots in the eighteenth century”—which countered the attempts the Royal Navy to force sailors to serve in the fleet by kidnapping them from the streets and breaking into their homes. The old salts haven’t forgotten the outrage, making just one more reason for them to serve the cause of independence from the decks or the docks.
Many whalers are black and find in the work a freedom they don’t have on shore. Some advance up to mate or harpooner, and in a few cases, to captain. Overall, one in six sailors is black, and they make up a good portion of local residents too (one in ten). However, like most towns in America, Boston is a slave town, and the majority of the caulkers, smiths, and sailmakers you see working in the yards are not free to quit their labors or get paid for them. Some merchants are known to hold or traffic in slaves and place advertisements for buying or selling them in newspapers. Enslaved mariners often get the worst jobs in the most dangerous conditions. Free black laborers face a similar struggle but at least have the option of negotiating their wages or quitting a job if they don’t like it.
Andrew Eliot might be the bravest preacher in town. He was one of the first to criticize the Stamp Act and has long leaned toward Whiggish politics, but he chose to remain in town during the siege and continue leading his New North congregation. It was a bold step, and he was soon serving hundreds of other Protestants whose ministers had decamped for the countryside, even providing them with food and medicine since many were lower class or poor. But the war proved too much for him. Upon witnessing the ruination of the town and the collapse of its population, he could only react in horror: “poor Boston May God sanctify our distresses which are greater than you can conceive—Such a Sabbath of melancholy and darkness I never knew.” Since then, his health has suffered greatly, and if you chance to meet him, you might think the siege had never ended.
Even with the strength of their community, black residents of this and other parts of Boston face many challenges. Employers pay them less than whites, and if they own their own businesses, competitors can try to sue them to drive them out of business, knowing the law will not treat them fairly. Town and provincial statutes forbid them from carrying sticks or canes or knives, loitering on the Sabbath, and buying food in the country and selling it in town. The General Court also forbids interracial sex and marriage, and designates anyone born to such a union a “molatto bastard child.” Enslaved people face greater restrictions: They can’t buy or sell goods, keep hogs or swine, stay out after 9:00 p.m., defy an order from a slaveholder, or even gain their freedom without a bond posted for their release. In defiance of such laws, some bondsmen have escaped their captivity and fled to the countryside, while others have found refuge in West Boston, in neighborhoods just like this one.
Unlike former colonies to the south, Massachusetts permits enslaved people to own property, receive a trial by jury, and sue in court. Accordingly, they have filed suit when a slaveholder’s promise of manumission is revoked, or when he subjects them to cruel and barbaric treatment. They can also petition the legislature to grant them relief. In 1773, a slave named Felix demanded that the General Court improve the welfare of the enslaved, since they were subject to oppression contrary to moral law and human dignity. The next year, another petition from a group of bondsmen said they had a right to freedom and liberty like everyone else and asked for one day a week to work for themselves, so as to gain enough money to purchase their freedom. Prompted by the petitions and by changing public opinion, the Assembly again passed a bill to ban the import of slaves into the colony—though Governor Hutchinson, himself a slaveholder, refused to sign it.
Roxbury has suffered £24,412 worth of damage. When Abigail Adams came to visit, she was shocked by the conditions you see before you, writing to John, “Roxbury looks more injured than Boston, that is, the houses look more torn to pieces. I was astonished at the extent of our lines and their strength.” Another writer put it in more detail: Nothing struck me with more horror than the present condition of Roxbury. That once busy, crowded street is now occupied only by a picket-guard. The houses are deserted, the windows taken out, and many shot-holes visible. Some have been burnt, and others pulled down to make room for the fortifications. A wall of earth is carried across the street to [an] old house, where there is a formidable fort mounted with cannon.
Roxbury has suffered £24,412 worth of damage. When Abigail Adams came to visit, she was shocked by the conditions you see before you, writing to John, “Roxbury looks more injured than Boston, that is, the houses look more torn to pieces. I was astonished at the extent of our lines and their strength.” Another writer put it in more detail: Nothing struck me with more horror than the present condition of Roxbury. That once busy, crowded street is now occupied only by a picket-guard. The houses are deserted, the windows taken out, and many shot-holes visible. Some have been burnt, and others pulled down to make room for the fortifications. A wall of earth is carried across the street to [an] old house, where there is a formidable fort mounted with cannon.