But war was ravishing the land; there was no work for him to do.

We starved slowly southward, day by day, shivered and starved from town to town across the counter.
"Near to a camp of Continental troops there was a farm house.

They took me there as maid-at-all-work, out of charity, I think.

My father wandered over to the camp, and there, God alone knows why, enlisted--I shall not tell you in what regiment.

But it was Continental Line--a gaunt, fierce, powder-blackened company, disciplined with iron.