Country or Love

1780

To Miss Anderson of Boston,

We are so delighted, you and your father are helping the revolution we are in great debt to your family. We are please to inform that you are Invited to the Schuyler Manor, to start the Season. We are also happy to inform that your father has visited and he was healthy and happy to see us. He has also said he is disappointed that you are almost 19 and not yet married. We will set you up with your father choice of partners. We are delighted to see you later this year.

From, Catherine Van Rensselaer Schuyler of Albany

-Response-

To Catherine Van Rensselaer Schuyler of Albany,

I am delighted to come to your gathering, but I must arrive early due to the many conflicts going around Boston and I will stay with a near by relative, so do not threat about the accommodations. I will see you at your gathering.

From, Lillian Jessica Anderson of Boston

Lillian packed her bags, the dresses where the finest in her collection. She got into the carriage the next day and left. The cold air made her shiver. She looked out of the window, wondering if her letter to William came to him. She clopping of hooves where soothing. "I am so into you..." Lillian sung under her breath. "My lady is something the matter?" The coach man yelled. "I am fine thank you." She yelled and went back to looking out the window. In the middle of the night she heard a cracking noise. She bolted up thinking it was a gun shot when the carriage tipped to the right. "Sir what is wrong?" She asked as she looked at the wheel, It was broken. "Miss I am sorry, Miss but I must go to the next town, stay here we are in brits territory." The man said unlatching the horses. 

Lillian waited until morning. She had fallen asleep. She heard a man's voice not the same as he coach man's. She moved the curtain, she saw William. She opened the door and fell into his arms. "My god Lillian, you are freezing." William said rubbing her arms. "My William. You came..." She said tears in her eyes. "Lillian, don't cry... please." He said wiping the tears away. "I missed you so much..." Lillian said as William kissed her, she held onto his coat. She heard the sound of two horses.  

Her father saw a man in a red coat holding Lillian. He took of her jacket and put it around her. He took of his hat and put it on her head. "You will get cold to. William! What if someone sees me! You know how much of  a scandal that would be-" William kissed her sweetly. "It doesn't matter... Come back to England with me when, we end the rebellion." William said with a smile. Lillian took of the coat. "No... The Colonials will win this! You don't understand, what these colonies.... no states have been threw! Taxes rising! The poorer become poorer, children abandoned in the streets!" Lillian yelled throwing his hat away. "You think that you will win! Against the might of the British empire." William said as she pushed him away. "YES I DO! I AM AN AMERICAN! YOU WANT MY HAND. YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT FOR THIS COUNTRY AND YOU DARE SAY WE WILL LOSE!" Lillian yelled a furry in her eyes. "Lillian calm down. Some one will notice..." William said seeing Lillian's father and the coach man. 

He noticed Lillian's dress, it was torn and stain. "Get your filthy hands off my Daughter." Her father said pushing him away. The furry on Lillian face turned to fear. "Father, this is not your battle. It is mine... Father stop!" Her father drew a pistol.  Lillian grabbed the gun it fell out of her hands and discharged. 

Lillian stumbled back. Everyone went quite, Lillian's face twisted in pain as she moved her left arm.  Lillian's eyes weld with tears as she looked at her shoulder it was bright red against the blue of her coat. William rushed to her, and removed her coat and looked at her dress. It was covered in blood. "Get the medical kit. Now." Her father said to the coat man. "It is not needed boy. I have treated many wounds on the battlefield of my solider." Her father said as he moved Lillian's dress to show her wound.  Her father pulled out the bullet carefully. Lillian had fainted from shock. "Give me the alcohol." Her father ordered William.  He poured it onto Lillian's wound. She made a noise. "Bandages." Her father said as he took them from William. 

"The wheel is fixed Sir."  The coach man said as Her father lifted Lillian into the carriage. "Take her to My sister's house, I will talk with Officer Everheart for a moment." Her father said as he turned to face William. "Sir, It is a pleasure to meet you." William said bowing. "No need Boy. I should say this, but if you want her hand. You need to learn what side, you have be on in this war and look around you. Look at the coat you wear and know that Her brother died because of a man in this coat... I will not let her get hurt by this coat." Her father said as he got into the carriage.

William watched as the carriage rolled down the road. He stood shocked as he looked at his coat. He imaged a man with brown hair and shining green eyes of hope, dead on the ground. Lillian crying over him. Suddenly he remembered Lillian in a graveyard crying over a grave. He knew, how much pain was caused by a man in red.