Gwen Hathaway
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"What are we going to do, Gwen?"
"I have been thinking on it, Caleb. If we run off, there is no place to go. The food supply is getting quite low, and there are no new crops put in, except what we did before these people came. There will be corn and potatoes and some wheat and oats from what we sowed. I don't know what is wrong with them. They live like there is no tomorrow. There is only four chickens left. At the rate they are killing them they will be all gone soon, and then there will be no eggs; not that we ever get to eat any of the eggs. We will just have to wait and see."
Gwen tried talking to Pearl about their situation. She spoke softly, "Maam, at the rate you two are eating our chickens, it won't be long and they will be all gone. Don't you understand? No chickens, no eggs? My Pa and Ma was always looking ahead for what would be needed, but you and Delbert are not doing anything."
Peal glared at Gwen as she talked, and then slapped her. "You think you are old nough ta talk like that ta me? You jest continue ta do as we say, and we'll let cha stay here, but you get mouthy with me again, girl, and we'll boot ya out, and when we do, ya won't take a thing with ya; not no food, not no cow, not no horse or anything. Do you understand me?"
Gwen dropped her head so Pearl could not see the terrible anger that boiled up within her, but she nodded her head that she understood. With tight lips, Gwen walked away from Pearl.
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About the Book
In the year of 1810, ten year old Gwen and her two younger brothers were orphaned when renegade Indians raided their farm, killing their parents and set fire to the cabin. They were spared from being killed because they were playing in the cornfield when the Indians struck. The children managed to rebuild a small portion of the cabin so they would have shelter in the winter months ahead.
A man and his wife came to their farm and took over the cabin, making slaves of the children as they ate from the food stored in the root cellar and killed most of the chickens as well. It makes for serious, but sometimes amusing reading how the children got out of this situation.
About the Author
The author has always had a desire to write, but it was not until she bought her first computer that she put her hand to pen, so to speak, at the age of seventy three, and has written thirteen novels to date. This is the fourth one to be published. Her father was a great storyteller, and she says she grew up loving to hear about olden times. A lot of this knowledge is reflected in her writing. She has been married for forty three years to the same man. He lets her write and she lets him play golf. A perfect match. They reside in Michigan during the summer months and head for Florida when the snow starts to fly.