"It was back in June of seventy-seven, when I was a lass of fifteen years, that the trouble reached here. Mother was away visiting her kin at the time. I remember that morning my father suddenly pulling Michael and me out the door and opening the cow pen. 'Jane,' he urged, 'we must flee at once! The damned Redcoats have set the Mohawks upon us. We
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