We Be a Wee Band of Close Folk

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: 3rd May 1759
: At a place near Fort Carlisle

: Journal Entry:

: We awoke this morning and are near to Fort Carlisle, seeing some of our old haunts.  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.

: Our small band of myself, brother  Gunn, JohnsTon, Tales, Flags, Seamus, Two Bottle, and the always fun-filled Uncle Quasi, are moving on north today past Carlisle.  We will not travel to Fort Hunter where last year at this time we were crossing the Susquehanna.  But we will travel on north past what is called Girty's Notch, MacKee's Half Falls to Fort Augusta where we expect Seamus to have a wonderful reunion with his darling Nancy.  At some time Many Flags and Three Tales will be heading to a place called Allemangel where their families live and Two Bottle will reunite with the children.  Many Flags is anxious to see his lovely wife Magdalena (whose description and name reminds me of my dear wife Maggie back in Scotia).

: It is a beautiful morning and Three Tales is making breakfast.  He is quite the cook and we wonder where he finds the foods which he prepares for us, biscuits, bacon, even some eggs.  They seem to appear overnight and I belive Uncle Angus has something to do with this, he is visible at times in the forest with his sheep, always that elusive Uncle, shy yet always present.  It was hereabouts last year that we first began to feel and see his presence.

: I must go.  Military protocol is not being observed, since only three of us Highlanders are present, our longhunter cousins so laid back.  They become more independent as the months go by that we know them.  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. 

: Bypassing Fort  Carlisle today, we should trek past Fort Hunter which is on the east side of the River, we will stay on the west side and go into new territory which we have never seen, although our other companions trekked that area before.  I must close.  Uncle Quasi insists we drink some of the amber liquid and Tales is serving up a fine hearty breakfast.  Pax Aye!  Life is good.

: God Save the King!!

: Sgt. Malcolm MacWm., 77th Reg't of Foote, Grenadiers 


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