Canadian History
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The Price of Resolve
While the promise of spring brought hope and life, there was no joy for Samuel, oblivious to its quiet arrival. For weeks now, the sound of hammers pounding had shattered the stillness of the frosty mornings. Their ominous rhythm filled… Continue reading
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Ashes of the Uprising
Within minutes, the dust had settled. Smoke drifted in lazy spirals above the deck, and the sharp tang of blood and gunpowder hung in the air. Captain Drew stood motionless, staring down at the lifeless body sprawled at his feet—a… Continue reading
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Wheels of Justice
Elizabeth Lount drew a shaky breath, willing her heart to stop pounding. She dried her sweaty palms on the bodice of her dress. Her Sunday best. His life depended on her and that weight pressed heavy. What if this didn’t… Continue reading
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Liberty or Death
“I’m to be banished, aren’t I?” Lount questioned in a raspy, dull voice. His worst fears affirmed. “It’s worse than that I’m afraid.” Baldwin hesitated again before looking Samuel directly in the eyes. “The Chief Justice would like to make… Continue reading
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Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness
…”I’ll not stand by quietly watching the future of this land go to ruin. I haven’t been here long enough to forget the type of freedom they see south of the river. For starters, the freedom to bear arms is… Continue reading
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The Escape
Samuel hesitated at the storefront, trying to see through the frosted windowpane. He glanced down at the folded piece of paper clenched in his frozen fingers. He couldn’t bear to leave the country without some word, some ray of hope,… Continue reading
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Battle of Montgomery’s Tavern
The tavern’s heavy wooden door burst open, ushering in cold air and raucous laughter, followed by a band of rebels with William Mackenzie at the center. “Did you see that woman’s face?!” William guffawed and patted his belly, his eyes… Continue reading
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The Gathering
A deep weariness clung to his bones, but Samuel Lount pushed on. It would soon be night and his band of ninety men were eager to push on. “Not much longer, men. We’ll have a warm meal waiting for us… Continue reading
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The Severing of Ties
Elizabeth Lount paused in her labour, mopping the sweat from her brow, sweat that defied the cold November wind that whipped about her. With Samuel gone, the older boys manned the blacksmith shop, and the brunt of the farm work… Continue reading
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Mounting Tensions
The air in the room was thick despite the crisp night. “It has to happen tonight!” Spittle flew from William’s mouth, his eyes glowed with a strange passion, hair wild in the evening candlelight. “I am so sick of talking.… Continue reading
