Malcolm----- Nary a sign

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: Dear Malcolm,
:      It is with a sad heart that I have heard  nothing about your longhunter cousins. I have diligently asked every traveler and scout for any news but, alas, no news at all. I pray that they remain safe.
:      Malcolm, this a weary life I am leading right now. I have been constantly on the move between our sister forts along the Blue mountaijns. I have been in charge of daily patrols between each fort and have had to at time stay the evening at the other forts or with a kind settlers' family. The people here are quite unsettled about the unrest due to the invasion of their homes by the Indians and French. 
: We try as best we can to protect them but as soon as we hear of trouble we respond and the enemy seems to sink away into the Monroe Valley in what we call the Hole. they just seem to disappear into thin air. We then see the terrible result as the Winkelsblech's son was shot and killed as he went out to fetch in the cows. 
:     I am writing this letter from Fort Sweetara in the gap of the Blue Mountains where the Sweetara creek passes through. This fort is composed of a house and thatched barn of Peter Hedrick surrounded by a palisade with some smaller buildings added for bastions. This position leaves us open to enemy fire but is all we have right now. 
:     Must go the assembly is being sounded. Stay well my friend.

:      at Ft. Sweetara
: Sgt. Toot


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