My second visit to the house was made in the morning. I found my
patient very weak and feverish, and, although it was only what I had
expected, took advantage of the fact to express my fears that the
case was one requiring the most skillful treatment, and that unless
I were permitted to call in a medical man of eminence, I would not
be responsible for the consequence. The woman's husband was very
much averse to this; but, as I urged it strongly, and his wife
(of whom he was apparently fond) seconded my request, he finally
consented, and the same afternoon called, accompanied by Detective F----,
whom I introduced as my consulting physician. Whilst I mixed some
simple remedies for my patient, the detective carefully examined the
boxes, which he was unable to move, and which we were both convinced
contained arms and ammunition for the destruction of the peaceful
inhabitants of Montreal. Mr. F---- carefully noted the position of
everything in and about the house, he also took a good look at the
surroundings, and then we departed for the police station. The Chief
was for making an immediate arrest of the whole party, but I
dissuaded him, urging him, in the interests of humanity, to wait
till the woman was out of danger; he then agreed to wait for a few
days, keeping the house and its inmates under constant surveillance.

The woman got better day by day, and at the end of a week, the Chief,
fearful lest something might occur to mar his plans, sent a
detachment of armed policemen to arrest the Fenian emissaries and
capture the stores. In some way or another the men got wind of the
affair, and made their escape across the lines, leaving the poor
woman and her helpless babe alone and unprotected. The police
entered the house unopposed; they found there several dozen, muskets
and rifles, also about a hundred bayonets and five thousand rounds