I often hear them speaking in low voices about freedom from the chains of oppressors. Davey and I have heard this talk before, when we were with the Bonnie Prince, Culloden, what memories that brings back. I must speak to Flags and Tales about these philosophies, for they will bring one to no good. I must close. Uncle Quasi insists we drink some of the amber liquid and Tales is serving up a fine hearty breakfast.
Life is good.
But we have decided not to make ourselves known to any provincials who are garrisoning the forts which we Highlanders passed through last year. We have already skirted the edge of Fort Loudoun, came near to Benjamin Chambers Mill and Stockade, and bypassed Fort Morris. We are a small band whose objective is to have a bit of a holiday, and see some of the areas which our cousins Flags, Tales and Seamus have spoken about. We do not wish to become mingled in any provincial politics or military at this time. We will not travel to Fort Hunter where last year at this time we were crossing the Susquehanna.