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“I am among those who think that science has great beauty. A scientist in his laboratory is not only a technician: he is also a child placed before natural phenomena which impress him like a fairy tale.'-Marie Curie”
― The 100 Most Influential Women of All Time: A Ranking Past and Present
― The 100 Most Influential Women of All Time: A Ranking Past and Present
“It took Molly a long time to get to sleep. She kept thinking of all the exciting things that had happened. And she had a feeling that the excitement wasn’t over. The Randalls weren’t sitting on the sidelines of the American Revolution any longer. Now they were part of the war, too!”
― Ride of Courage
― Ride of Courage
“Sometimes it takes a crisis for us to discover what we really can do when we have to,” her uncle said. “You had to ride Sultan, so you did. Now you know how easy it is. It’s as simple as that.”
― Ride of Courage
― Ride of Courage
“Tell us what happened,” Anne said, putting her arm around her sister.
So Molly told them all about her trip, from the time she and Sultan turned off the main road by the red barn to the moment she and Uncle William rode into the Randalls’ yard.
“I’m very proud of you, Molly,” Pa said, “even if you did cause us all a great deal of worry.” He clapped his brother on the shoulder. “Thank you for bringing her back, Will.”
“I think it’s time we had our meal,” Ma suggested gently. “You must be very hungry, Molly.”
“I’m starving,” Molly told her. “All I’ve had to eat today is some salt pork that tasted terrible.” She looked at her uncle and grimaced. “Sorry, Uncle William.”
“That’s all right, Molly,” her uncle said with a laugh. “I think it tastes terrible, too. But I’m a soldier, so I have to eat it.”
― Ride of Courage
So Molly told them all about her trip, from the time she and Sultan turned off the main road by the red barn to the moment she and Uncle William rode into the Randalls’ yard.
“I’m very proud of you, Molly,” Pa said, “even if you did cause us all a great deal of worry.” He clapped his brother on the shoulder. “Thank you for bringing her back, Will.”
“I think it’s time we had our meal,” Ma suggested gently. “You must be very hungry, Molly.”
“I’m starving,” Molly told her. “All I’ve had to eat today is some salt pork that tasted terrible.” She looked at her uncle and grimaced. “Sorry, Uncle William.”
“That’s all right, Molly,” her uncle said with a laugh. “I think it tastes terrible, too. But I’m a soldier, so I have to eat it.”
― Ride of Courage
“Molly!” exclaimed her father, dropping his end of the box and rushing over to her. “Are you hurt?”
“N-No, I don’t think so,” she stammered, as she struggled to get up.
Pa helped her to her feet. “How long have you been hiding up there, young lady?” he asked her sternly. “And how much did you hear?”
Molly told him how she had crept out of the house after hearing Flora whinny, and what she had seen and heard. When she finished, Uncle William began to chuckle.
“You’d make a good spy, Molly,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “I can’t believe you were hiding in the hayloft all this time, and we never even suspected it! Until you fell into the haystack, that is.”
“She has to learn that this isn’t a game, Will,” Molly’s father said sharply. He looked at his daughter with a serious expression. “We’re all in danger Molly. No one must ever know about our smuggling muskets, or that Richard Butler is an American spy. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Pa,” Molly said soberly. “I understand. I won’t let you down, I promise.”
“Good,” Pa said briskly. “Now, I want you to go back to the house with Ethan. You can help him pack some food to take with him.”
Molly nodded and started for the door. “I think you’d better use the window, like the rest of us,” Uncle William said, with a grin. “Unless you’d rather go out the way you came in--through the hayloft.”
“I think I’ve had enough of that hayloft for one night,” Molly replied, smiling back at him.”
― Ride of Courage
“N-No, I don’t think so,” she stammered, as she struggled to get up.
Pa helped her to her feet. “How long have you been hiding up there, young lady?” he asked her sternly. “And how much did you hear?”
Molly told him how she had crept out of the house after hearing Flora whinny, and what she had seen and heard. When she finished, Uncle William began to chuckle.
“You’d make a good spy, Molly,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “I can’t believe you were hiding in the hayloft all this time, and we never even suspected it! Until you fell into the haystack, that is.”
“She has to learn that this isn’t a game, Will,” Molly’s father said sharply. He looked at his daughter with a serious expression. “We’re all in danger Molly. No one must ever know about our smuggling muskets, or that Richard Butler is an American spy. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Pa,” Molly said soberly. “I understand. I won’t let you down, I promise.”
“Good,” Pa said briskly. “Now, I want you to go back to the house with Ethan. You can help him pack some food to take with him.”
Molly nodded and started for the door. “I think you’d better use the window, like the rest of us,” Uncle William said, with a grin. “Unless you’d rather go out the way you came in--through the hayloft.”
“I think I’ve had enough of that hayloft for one night,” Molly replied, smiling back at him.”
― Ride of Courage
“He took Molly’s small hand and pressed it between his big ones. “Thank you for riding here to warn me, niece,” he said, smiling warmly. “That was very brave of you.”
“I couldn’t have done it without Sultan,” Molly told him. “He flew like the wind almost all the way. I used to be afraid to ride him, but not anymore. Now I can’t even understand why I was ever afraid of him.”
“Sometimes it takes a crisis for us to discover what we really can do when we have to,” her uncle said. “You had to ride Sultan, so you did. Now you know how easy it is. It’s as simple as that.”
At that moment, Corporal Henshaw jogged over to them. He saluted to Uncle William and said, “The men are ready to go, sir.”
“Right,” Uncle William said. Then he turned to Molly. “It’s much too dark and dangerous for you to return to Yorktown now. You and Sultan will have to ride with us to the safety zone and spend the night. I know you’re worn out, and Sultan is, too, but do you think you could manage just a few more miles?”
She patted Sultan’s neck. “After what Sultan and I just went through to get here, five more miles seems like nothing at all!”
― Ride of Courage
“I couldn’t have done it without Sultan,” Molly told him. “He flew like the wind almost all the way. I used to be afraid to ride him, but not anymore. Now I can’t even understand why I was ever afraid of him.”
“Sometimes it takes a crisis for us to discover what we really can do when we have to,” her uncle said. “You had to ride Sultan, so you did. Now you know how easy it is. It’s as simple as that.”
At that moment, Corporal Henshaw jogged over to them. He saluted to Uncle William and said, “The men are ready to go, sir.”
“Right,” Uncle William said. Then he turned to Molly. “It’s much too dark and dangerous for you to return to Yorktown now. You and Sultan will have to ride with us to the safety zone and spend the night. I know you’re worn out, and Sultan is, too, but do you think you could manage just a few more miles?”
She patted Sultan’s neck. “After what Sultan and I just went through to get here, five more miles seems like nothing at all!”
― Ride of Courage
“Ethan looked over at his father and uncle and asked, “Is this space large enough for one more box muskets?”
“It should be,” his father replied. “It’s the same space we hollowed out in the stall Sweetbriar is using.”
“You’re too softhearted, John, when it comes to horses,” Uncle William said. “I’m not sure I would have risked discovery of our smuggling operation just to care for a couple of redcoats’ horses!” He shook his head slowly at his brother, but there was an affectionate smile on his face.
“Come now, Will,” Pa said, “it would have looked suspicious if I had refused to take their horses.”
― Ride of Courage
“It should be,” his father replied. “It’s the same space we hollowed out in the stall Sweetbriar is using.”
“You’re too softhearted, John, when it comes to horses,” Uncle William said. “I’m not sure I would have risked discovery of our smuggling operation just to care for a couple of redcoats’ horses!” He shook his head slowly at his brother, but there was an affectionate smile on his face.
“Come now, Will,” Pa said, “it would have looked suspicious if I had refused to take their horses.”
― Ride of Courage
