“Father was there the day the alliance with France was announced at Valley Forge in the spring of 1778.”
Prissy looked impressed. “Were you, indeed, sir?”
“Aye, that was a hullaballoo! Shouting and cheering and throwing of hats! All the men lined up as von Steuben had trained them to do, and then, one after another, they fired their guns down their lines. It was what the French call a ‘feu de joie’—a ‘fire of joy!’ And there was joy a-plenty that day.” There was a catch in the major’s voice at the memory.
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