It was now evening, and I immediately dressed myself in the costume
of an Indian, equipped with a small hatchet, which I and my associates
denominated the tomahawk, with which, and a club, after having painted
my face and hands with coal dust in the shop of a blacksmith, I repaired
to Griffin's wharf, where the ships lay that contained the tea. When I
first appeared in the street after being thus disguised, I fell in with
many who were dressed, equipped and painted as I was, and who fell in with
me and marched in order to the place of our destination.