Drums Along the Mohawk Page #3

in young folks waiting.

- I always say a man needs help on his place...

- Stick out your tongue.

And the only way to get it

is to have children, especially boys.

- Why, Maggie Weaver, how awful.

Militia, fall in!

- Fall in what?

Attention.

Dress to the right.

- That's my husband.

Call the roll.

- Amos Brock.

- Here.

- John Weaver?

- Here!

- George Weaver.

- Here.

- Gilbert Martin.

- Here.

Christian Reall.

Christian Reall!

Christian-

That's me. Here.

- Adam Hartman.

- Here.

- James McNod.

James McNod!

He couldn't come today.

He had to go and buy flour.

Then I've got to fine him.

That's the law.

It don't look to me as though you had any right

to fine a man for not coming if he can't!

I thought that's what

this war was about-

making people pay taxes when

they didn't have no say-so about it.

That's right. That's what

I'm carrying Long Tom for.

Ain't up to me.

Talk to the general.

Oh, I guess we can

let that go this time.

And that's enough of the roll call too.

You can check up later.

Stand at ease, men.

Neighbors...

ever since New York and the 12 colonies

signed the Declaration of Independence...

this revolution

has turned into a real war.

So far we've been lucky

up here in the Mohawk...

but it looks like we are going to be

dragged into it too.

Sure as shootin'.

That's why I got you here-

to get ready, no matter what happens.

I guess we all feel

the same way about it.

This is our home and our land.

And I say it's worth

fighting for...

only we got to do it

by ourselves.

Congress can't help us.

They say Washington needs

all the troops he can get...

and that the frontier

will have to look out for itself.

Maybe them regular soldiers don't like the kind

of liquor we drink up here, huh, General?

Adam!

Maybe not,

but that's what they say.

Now, about the Indians,

from all I hear...

the Tories are making them

a lot of big promises.

We got our agents working too,

but there's no telling which way they'll jump.

Oh, I don't think we'll have

any trouble with the Indians.

- We've always treated them fair.

- That's right.

Maybe so, but just the same...

if you hear the bell ringing

at the fort or the cannon go off...

you drop everything

and come running.

Do you understand?

All of you, come running.

Else I have you flogged so fast

you won't know what.

Now, come on. Show the women

how good you can drill.

- Take them around the field, Captain.

- Attention!

Nice talk, Nicholas.

Carry arms!

Forward left, march!

All right!

By thunder, I'll bet we can lick

the whole world the way we march.

Ezra, help us over here!

Coming right along with you, Gil.

Put it right on top.

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