Margaret Moncrieffee

About this book

IT was a pleasant morning on the 31st day of May, 1776-not exactly morning, for the sun had passed the meridian nearly an hour-General Putnam was seated in the apartment on the lower floor of his head-quarters, at No. 1 Broadway, which he had appropriated as an office for the transaction of all his official business- the reception of reports, the issuing of orders, and all the details which belong to the position of Commander-in-Chief of the troops which then garrisoned the city of New York, some thirteen thousand in number.