So outrageous were the scenes in the Bay that its own people had to organize some sort of government.

This took the form of a vigilance committee, each member of which came to its meetings armed with musket and cutlass.

Their tribunal was, of course, that of Judge Lynch.

They arrested certain of the most unbearable offenders, tarred and feathered them, and drummed them out of the township.

When feathers were lacking for the decoration, the white fluff of the native bullrush made a handy substitute.