Drums Along the Mohawk Page #2

What are you

thinking about now?

Gil.

What are you thinking about?

Oh, I was just thinking about what this place

is gonna look like couple years from now.

Next summer we can start building a barn,

right on that slope over there.

A hillside barn,

just like I've always wanted.

Then after that, we can start thinking

about building a decent house.

I like our house

just as it is now.

Oh, sure. But I always remember

how you ladies hanker after frame houses.

Well, I suppose the place will look so beautiful

you won't care what your wife looks like.

I can get blisters all over my hands,

and my nose peeled...

and that's the thanks

I get for it.

Let's see some of those blisters

you're talking so big about.

No! No, never mind! Leave me alone.

Let it go.

Why, Lana, your hand is sore.

- Maybe you oughtn't come out here like this.

- I want to.

I know, but haying's hard work.

It's about the hardest work there is.

It's... no job for a woman.

Oh, now, there you go.

Just because a woman is raised

in a town, she has to be frail.

I'm not. I'm strong. You said yourself

you couldn't have done without me.

- I sure married myself some good hired help.

- No, no! Now stop.

Stop it yourself.

Do you like me as much

as you do your old farm?

- Good morning, ladies.

- Hello, Gil.

- Hello.

- Good morning, Gil.

- Hello, Gil! Good morning, Lana!

- Good morning.

Joe.

Mighty pretty.

- Oh, General Herkimer.

- Hello, Martin.

This is my wife, Lana.

Ja. Ja. Hbsch.

She's as pretty

as the near side of a peach.

Maybe prettier.

- Reall.

- And, Lana, this is Mrs. Weaver and her husband.

I'm your nearest neighbor.

I've been meaning to call...

me and George

and John here, my boy.

- How do?

- I'm so glad to meet you.

And this is Christian's wife, Mrs. Reall,

and her daughter Martha Ellen.

- How do you do?

- Howdy. And this is my oldest girl, Mary.

- Hello, Mary.

- Hello, Mrs. Martin.

- And Mrs. Demooth.

- My husband is the captain.

How do you do?

- Oh, how do you do?

- And Dr. Petry.

How do, Mrs. Martin?

Oh, pass the lot of 'em.

Um-

Fall in! Outside.

All right, men.

Hup! Hup!

Hup! Hup! Hup!

Hup! Hup!

Hup! Hup!

Don't be afraid of these women, Mrs. Martin.

You'll find they're good neighbors...

once they get over being mad at you

for being so pretty.

- Oh, don't be so silly.

- That bonnet you got on

is giving them a lot of worry.

And they're dying

to shoo us men off...

so they can find out if you and Gil

have got a family on the way.

- Oh, Nicholas Herkimer!

- We weren't gonna tell anybody.

- Lana!

Oh, that's just fine.

- Congratulations, Martin.

- Thank you.

That's just fine. A baby.

You know, I don't believe

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