Short stories
It was late on the night of August 26, 1776. The sun had set blood red beyond the Jersey palisades, touching, as it dipped, the British ships in New York harbor. The nine thousand Continentals camped on Brooklyn Heights, with their backs to the East River and their gun muzzles...
It was late on the night of August 26, 1776. The sun had set blood red beyond the Jersey palisades, touching, as it dipped, the British ships in New York harbor. The nine thousa...
2. Part 2Into the mêlée, which was as yet only a minor engagement, arrived the witness of another struggle in progress northward. The rolling report of musketry reverberated over the mea...