the terrible winter of 1778-79, the town of Colebrook weathered the
winter only to have a black schooner known as the Black Swan appear and
them. Seeking revenge, Aaron Tarbell and Josiah Fitch hunt the schooner
northern waters of Nova Scotia.
Captain Evans was sitting near the fireplace sipping some warmed rum
when he was stunned to hear cannons systematically firing one round
after the next.
“Your people practicing at this time of the night,
Captain, eh?” Mister Literri asked, cocking his ear toward the sound.
“No Monsieur Literri, I gave no such orders.”
placed his mug of rum on a nearby table and reached for his great coat.
“Ah, then something is amiss?”
“Oui monsieur, something is definitely amiss.”
Evans opened the door. Noting the light rain, he pulled the
collar about his neck and hurried through the alley that led to the
waterfront. As he passed a house on his right, it suddenly exploded,
sending fragments of stone crashing into the narrow alleyway, throwing
him facedown against a stone wall. Dazed, he felt the flying bits of
wreckage slam against his back. The impact knocked the wind from his
lungs. Recovering his breath, he struggled to his feet, regained his
balance, then headed for the Black Swan, which was his primary concern.
Who would dare such a raid, he contemplated, who?
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