Father, I saw a post rider at the
Thank you. Did you finish the upper
We got it all cut and we bundled
half of it.
Those swimming breaks cut into the
day, don't they?
Marion walks on without waiting for a reply from his
contrite sons who jostle one another, trying to pass off
the blame. Gabriel and Thomas walk out of the barn.
Father, a post rider came from
Charleston. You have a letter
Thank you. How's the spotted one's
Better. She's near ready to calve.
Marion nods and motions for Susan to go with Gabriel and
Thomas to the house. She does so and Marion walks on
EXT. HILLTOP - POND BLUFF - SUNSET
The loveliest spot on the farm. A beautiful view of the
house, barns, river, fields and hills beyond. A
gravestone stands in the shade of a single apple tree. It
ELIZABETH PUTNAM MARION 1738-1773
Above her name is a carving of the night sky, at the
center of which is the NORTH STAR, steady and guiding.
Marion approaches. He gives himself a moment to look at
the grave, then he starts picking apples, speaking to the
gravestone in a quiet voice that is more matter-of-fact
... and they bundled half... almost
no trace of the boys you knew...
A soft wind blows some dry leaves along the ground.
Marion pauses as if listening to a spoken reply.
... no, she still hasn't spoken...
Margaret was her age when you... I
remember the time at the river when
we couldn't find Catherine... you
couldn't stop crying... and she was
asleep in the wagon the entire
Marion pauses, remembering. The CRASH OF A PLATE
BREAKING, followed by the SOUND OF AN ARGUMENT rises from
the house below. Marion shakes his head with an