Posted by Many Flags on April 18, 2000 at 19:17:48:
I expect this message to reach you either as you leave Ft. Morris or while you are on the road to this Fort Loudoun. We have begun to plan our trek to Fort Frederick. The 77th's Sgt., Silas Campbell, has met with us and relayed that we will most likely be leaving within a few days. My nephew Half Breed entered the fort's gates this afternoon. He was very agitated and had dog trotted most of the way. He has told us stories which even make my heart beat fast and savage; the destruction of many cabins to the west of Fort Frederick, the taking of many scalps by Huron and Shawnee, atrocities which are difficult to speak of. Three Tales and I, having been partially raised by the Lenape, understand the differing Indian nations which inhabit Penn's Woods and the surrounding colonies, but there are times when our understanding is cut off, like the slicing of an ear, when we hear of senseless butchery. We know that the hated French are behind these scalpings and kidnapping of young ones. Our brothers the Shawnee and Huron would have not have their teeth filed so fiercely if it wasn't for the influence of the stinking French.
We have settled around a fire inside the fort and the ones of us who have been on this two month adventure have grown reflective. We have had perils, amusements and romances on this trek which started weeks ago at Fort Hunter. Three Tales and I have traveled many miles and have met many characters. Our cousins in the 77th, Malcolm and Davey, and their soldier comrades have moved forward from fort to fort.
This adventure is about to climax and the fulfillment of our promise to nephew Halfbreed, to protect the folk of MaryLand near Fort Frederick, many weeks ago as we visited with our kin the Sechlers, is about to bring fruit.
Your adventure with Colonel Armstrong and then your capture by that fiend Ranck, kept all of us praying for your safety. What events we have had Cousin Seamus! What stories we have to tell our children and our children's children some day as we sit by the fire, old, yet strong in our convictions that we protected the colonies for our people and the British crown!
We have sat here by the fire reflecting and thinking on all these things. We are a blessed people and the thought of all that we have learned and experienced in these past months is overwhelming. You, Seamus, have found your father, a lovely Lass, and a friend in Timothy. I have found a love in Magdelena Gutshall, the parson's daughter. Oh, that I will be reunited with her one day after the frontier is safe once again. And all of us cousins have caught sight of our dear Uncle Angus.
So, we await your arrival, Seamus. The lads are restless. William JohnsTon has begun to complain of the smell of this fort and wishes for more adventure. Cousins Davey and Malcolm have shined their Besses until they gleam, even in the moonlight. Hasten to us Seamus. The powder horns need to be filled and the cartridges rolled. The broadswords are sharpened and the long knives are honed. Packs are ready and foodstuffs have been stored away. Onward to Fort Frederick! Onward to the Patuxents. Nephew HalfBreed is restless! Pax Aye! Pax Aye!
Many Flags..... whose heart is bold and thirsts for the blood of the French and their savage allies!
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