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John Montgomery, Revolutionary Fifer
John Montgomery, Revolutionary Fifer
John Montgomery, Revolutionary Fifer
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Thirteen-year-old John Montgomery is told he is too young to become a soldier when both his father and fifteen-year-old brother sign up to fight the British Redcoats in 1777. Its true that the colonists desperately need soldiers, but they also need fifers, and thats where John knows he can contribute. He understands that fifers play an important role in battles; fifers are the soldiers who pipe orders to the men. Fifersand drummers, toolead the army into battle, and he could do that.

During his five years of army service as a fifer, he participates in many battles, including the pivotal Guildford Court House Battle. As John comes of age during the war, he learns about sacrifice, thoughtfulness, and kindness while he fights his own battle against homesickness.

Based on a true story, John Montgomery, Revolutionary War Fifer shows the heroics of the men who became soldiers as they fought alongside other colonists to obtain their freedom from the British.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 20, 2012
ISBN9781426997297
John Montgomery, Revolutionary Fifer
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Pat Duffy

Pat Duffy is a retired teacher with an avid interest in history. She lives in Orange County, California.

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    John Montgomery, Revolutionary Fifer - Pat Duffy

    John Montgomery, 

     Revolutionary Fifer

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    By

    Pat Duffy

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    © Copyright 2012 Pat Duffy.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the written prior permission of the author.

    isbn: 978-1-4269-9728-0 (sc)

    isbn: 978-1-4269-9727-3 (hc)

    isbn: 978-1-4269-9729-7 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2011917586

    Trafford rev. 03/27/2012

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    Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Epilogue

    Dedicated to my daughters, Peggy, Mary, Eileen, Ann, and Theresa.

    And a special dedication to Willa Lynch for her research and encouragement.

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    Chapter 1

    The rain had stopped and the two brothers playing checkers on the front porch occasionally glanced up as the North Carolina rain dripped from the overhanging branches of the poplar tree in the front yard. The farm was always busy, but rain meant leisure time because they could not work in the fields in the rain. Molly and Blossom, the family milk cows, were in the barn. Molasses, one of their horses, was in the barnyard and the chickens were clucking as they came out of the henhouse and scratched the earth.

    Ha, said Alex, the oldest, I finally beat you this time.

    You did. But I am still the champion, John replied smiling and affectionately punching his brother’s shoulder.

    Their father, sitting on his willow rocking chair said, Let’s have some music, John. You need to practice anyway.

    I will, just as soon as I help Alex put the checkers away. His father rocked back and forth in his rocking chair. The harness he had repaired lay beside his chair.

    "Play The Banks of the Dee please John please. His mother’s raised voice came from the house. It’s my favorite song."

    I know it is.

    It’s summer and softly the breezes were blowing… . They heard their mother’s voice as the aroma of fresh-baked bread wafted from the house. I’ll be out in a minute; the bread is just coming out of the oven.

    Suddenly, down the lane came their neighbor, Mr. Reed, riding his horse as hard as he could. He rode up to the porch and dismounted quickly, tying the horse’s reins to the hitching post.

    Good morning, Reed, Alexander Montgomery said pleasantly.

    I came as quickly as I could. It’s war! War has been declared against the British. No more taxation without representation! No unfair taxes on tobacco or tea! He sat down on the porch step, pulled a cloth from his pocket and wiped his flushed face. The group on the porch fell silent. John laid his fife in his lap.

    God help us, but we can beat the Redcoats. They have been in this country long enough. It will be a hard fight, as we will be outnumbered. We can win. Alexander stood up, squared his shoulders, sighed deeply and continued, Remember the Indian fighting we have done, Thomas?

    Yes, Thomas Reed answered softly.

    Martha, Mr. Reed is here. Alexander Montgomery called to his wife.

    Coming. She walked out on the porch, her apron dusted with spots of flour. She brushed the brown hair away from her face. Welcome, Mr. Reed. How are Amanda and the new baby?

    She’s fine and the baby is now sleeping all night, thanks be to God, he replied. Good morning, young Alex and John and Master Michael, he said, greeting the Montgomery sons with a smile. Michael took his thumb out of his mouth.

    "Good morning,

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