The trouble is over, but I am no happier. With the signing of our names, we took the oath of silence, so I cannot speak of these things, but only write them secretly. After nightfall, we gathered in Hyde Hall under the cover of darkness and signed the Charter. By late afternoon, the men who remained in Hyde River were back in the mines as if nothing had happened, and I also attended my business. I informed Ben that I would not attend the signing of the Charter until the body was removed, so Ben ordered him cut down, taken out, and buried with the others. The Reverend DuBois was left hanging in Hyde Hall until this afternoon. I could hear the screams and the shooting all night long, and I dared not venture out. Twenty-seven people died that I know of, and I can only guess that the others fled with whatever they could carry away. The novel opens with an excerpt from a diary entry from 1882 during the founding of Hyde River.
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