The main portion of the expedition passed about midway between a British guard-house and the encampment of a company of light horse, while the remainder was to make a circuitous route to approach Prescott's quarters from the rear, and secure the doors. As Barton and his men approached the gate, a sentinel hailed them twice, and then demanded the countersign. "We have no countersign to give," Barton said, and quickly added, "Have you seen any deserters here to-night?" The sentinel was misled by this question, supposing
* Mr. Barton, by request, furnished me with the following list of the names of those who accompanied his father on the perilous expedition:
Officers.—Andrew Stanton, Eleazer Adams, Samuel Potter, John Wilcox.
Non-commissioned Officers.—Joshua Babcock and Samuel Phillips.
Privates.—Benjamin Pren, James Potter, Henry Fisher, James Parker,
Joseph Guild, Nathan Smith, Isaac Brown, Billington Crumb, James
Haines, Samuel Apis, Alderman Crank, Oliver Simmons, Jack Sherman,
Joel Briggs, Clark Packard, Samuel Cory, James Weaver, Clark Crandall,
Sampson George, Joseph Ralph, Jedediah Grenale, Richard Hare, Darius
Wale, Joseph Denis, William Bruff, Charles Hassett, Thomas Wilcox,
Pardon Cory, Jeremiah Thomas, John Hunt, Thomas Austin, Daniel Page (a
Narraganset Indian), Jack Sisson* (black), and ——— Howe, or
Whiting, boat-steerer.
** This house is on the east side of the west road, about a mile from the bay. The view is from the road where the small stream crosses, after leaving the pond seen in the picture. It is a beautiful summer residence, the grounds around it being finely shaded by willows, elms, and sycamores. The present occupant kindly showed me the room in which Prescott was lying at the time of his capture. It is on the second floor, at the southwest corner of the house, or on the right as seen in the engraving. It is a well-built frame house, and was probably then the most spacious mansion on the island out of Newport.
* In Allen's American Biography, the name of the black man is written Prince, and he says that he died at Plymouth in 1821, aged seventy-eight years. The name given by Mr. Barton must be correct, for he has the original paper of his father.
Entrance to Prescott's Room.—Seizure of the General and his Aid-de-camp.—Barton rewarded by Congress
them to be friends, and was not undeceived until his musket was seized, and himself bound and menaced with instant death if he made any noise. The doors had been secured by the division from the rear, and Barton entered the front passage boldly. Mr. Overton sat alone, reading, the rest of the family being in bed. Barton inquired for General Prescott's room. Overton pointed upward, signifying that it was directly over the room in which they were standing. With four strong men, and Sisson, a powerful negro who accompanied them, Barton ascended the stairs and gently tried the door. It was locked; no time was to be lost in parleying; the negro drew back a couple of paces, and using his head for a battering-ram, burst open the door at the first effort. The general, supposing the intruders to be robbers, sprang from his bed, and seized his gold watch that was hanging upon the wall. Barton placed his hand gently upon the general's shoulder, told him he was his prisoner, and that perfect silence was now his only safety. Prescott begged time to dress, but it being a hot July night, and time precious, Barton refused acquiescence, feeling that it would not be cruel to take him across the bay, where he could make his toilet with more care, at his leisure. So, throwing his cloak around him, and placing him between two armed men, the prisoner was hurried to the shore. In the mean time, Major Barrington, Prescott's aid, hearing the noise in the general's room, leaped from a window to escape, but was captured. He and the sentinel were stationed in the center of the party. At about midnight captors and prisoners landed at Warwick Point, where General Prescott first broke the silence by saying to Colonel Barton,