Valley Forge

The University of the Air, a public service of the National Broadcasting Company and its affiliated independent stations, presents another chapter in the historical series, We Came This Way. Today's story is Valley Forge. December 1777, Valley Forge, crucible of space, the ordeal of the American Revolution.

Valley Forge, it was so different in the spring. The sun was on the Green Mother when the The percent of wild honeysuckle was on the wind. The king said to wait as to the shad at Pauling's fords, while overhead the migrant ducks rising from the sound wound with the spoolkill.

Ice is on the spoolkill now. Ice and snow. It is winter. Cold. Very cold. McCold is winter in the memory of Pastor Müvenberg. And blood is on the snow of Pennsylvania. A fine dust of hail runs before the wind and covers the bloody footprints, but all with the blood reappears, confirmation in crimson that the army remains.

On a rise of round the frozen sentry leans into the wind and presents twenty pounds of mustard to the oxtre of the day. The two men shiver and the sentry kneels to bind the rag tighter around the stullest stumps of his feet.

The role in the Valley by the naked star of travel of the continental army of his excellency, the commander in peace, General George Washington. They stand there, the sentry of the officer, the sentry speaks.

They can depart in captain, but what for breakfast? Breakfast, Henry, yes captain. Firecaken water. I hope, well, what's the dinner, captain? Firecaken water, Henry. Captain, please, sir. What's the super fire taken water? Fire taken water.

Today, tomorrow and the next day, fire taken water. That's all Henry. May the Lord send the dark commas their ears purchased live on fire taken water until position. Now, back to your tent, Henry. You might as well freeze when it's a little warmer.