When the passing of the ladies had ceased, the old fury of the mob against Garrison returned.

"Out with him!" "Lynch him!" rose in wild uproar from thousands in the streets.
But again the attention of the huge, cat-like creature was diverted from its object in the second story of the building before which it was lashing itself into frenzy.

This time it was the anti-slavery sign which hung from the rooms of the society over the sidewalk.

The mob had caught sight of it, and directly set up a yell for it.

The sensation of utter helplessness in the presence of the multitude seemed at this juncture to return to the chief magistrate of the city.