Tales From a Revolution: Vermont
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Size: 5.50 x 8.50 in
Pages: 204
Size: 5.50 x 8.50 in
Pages: 204
Vermont, 1775: The biggest heroes of the Revolution were sometimes unsung...
Caleb yearns to help his father in the war, instead of taking his place at the family farm. A chance encounter with a neighbor whose past haunts him will turn everything upside-down, and give Caleb everything he hopes for.
Historical Context
Set in the disputed territory of Vermont during the American Revolution, The Prize explores a frontier community where the struggle for independence was complicated by competing claims to the land itself. Settlers faced the threat of British military operations from Canada while also contending with the long-running dispute between New-York and the settlers who sought an independent Vermont. The demands of military service and the responsibilities of maintaining a farm placed particular burdens on families, while loyalties and personal histories could prove as consequential as events on the battlefield.
His paddle dipping silently in the still water of the bay, protected from the freshening breeze, Caleb pushed his heavy dugout canoe along the familiar shore, alert for the presence of the Abenaki. One could never be quite sure which side they might be on at any given time. True, he'd heard they had provided guides for Colonel Arnold's bold seizure of the British Fort Ticonderoga the prior week, and they had been known to offer other forms of support to Colonial forces, but there were dark rumors that information about the movements of Colonials would often make their way back into the hands of the British, too.
READ MORECaleb could see, upon reflection, why the Indians would be ambivalent about the war between the Crown and its former American Colonies--after all, the Crown had been actively engaged in granting lands to settlers where the Abenaki still resided--sometimes even with competing grants from different Crown Governors--while the Colonists simply took what land they needed for their crops and cattle, driving off the Indians by whatever means were necessary.
He still didn't like that he couldn't so much as take a clandestine canoe trip along the shore of the deeply forested island without having to worry that his position and activities would be spotted and reported to the wrong people. His attention was particularly keen as he steered around the point into the southern bay of the island, approaching the spit he would parallel on his way back to the mainland.
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