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I write in this diary only out of pure fear. Fear not only of the dangerous conditions of daring to fight for independence, but of oblivion. My hope is that these words will reach the minds of future students. –April 5, 1764News spreads around western Pennsylvania like disease. It makes its way through the streets, running and running until everyone knows.”Have you heard?” A distant acquaintance asks me on my weekly trip to the market, her name escaping my forgetful memory. I furrow my brow and shake my head.”The Sugar Act was passed by Parliament.”My confusion must have been obvious, because she elaborates.”A modified version of the Sugar and Molasses Act is coming into effect today.””Oh, that’s absolutely terrible!” I continue to the market, thinking about the conflicting events that will come from this the entire twenty-minute walk there.April 9, 1764A close friend of John’s, William Draper, owns an alcohol shop just down the road from us that we visit on occasion. My husband tells me that his work has slowed due to the Sugar Act. He used the imported sugar and molasses to make his famous rum, which ultimately makes the vast majority of his income. I feel for him, but we can hardly scrape enough money to get by as it is. I wish to help him in some way, but not a single idea of how jumps on the fast moving train that is my thought process.August 22, 1764I have learned more information regarding the newly passed Sugar Act. Its purpose is to create a current version of the Sugar and Molasses Act, which was nearing expiration. The Sugar and Molasses Act stated that all merchants were legally obligated to pay a tax of six pence per gallon on the shipping of molasses and sugar from other countries. Although, do to the wrongdoing of merchants, they avoided this law and the initial intention of this Act. The intention was that the sugar and molasses from the French West Indies would be more expensive than that of England. This was inconvenient to the British, to say the least, as their market of sugar, molasses and rum had decreased. The updated version of this, the Sugar Act, reduced the price per gallon of imported goods from six pence to three pence in the hope that merchants would support the British market as opposed to the French West Indies. This recent act also taxes the importation of goods such as coffee and pimento. The rum industry was quick to decline in our country. Overall, the Sugar Act caused a decline in the rum industry.April 29, 1773I apologize, for I have misplaced my diary for quite a long time. It was only just recovered today while I cleaned out under my bed.March 5, 1773It has been three years. Three years since I traveled by horse from Pennsylvania to Boston and screamed at the top of my lungs, so loud that I couldn’t speak properly the next day. Three years since we lost five of our citizens to a group of guilty British Redcoats. I threw bricks at them, furious at their relentless rule over a country that was meant to be ours. Snowball flew toward the Redcoats, names being shouted. My hands were freezing in the brisk air, but it didn’t matter. By the time that the soldiers had shot, I was exhausted and had a raging headache. My tired legs refused to run back down the street, where safety awaited patiently. I stood my place near the back of a crowd and waited until the madness had subsided. Today is a day of remembrance of those lost, but a day of victory for our progress in fighting the British laws. The ones that cause terrible complications that did, for many, result in the loss of their life. I am thankful that mine was not one of them, but the horrible actions continuously taken by the British government only fuel my anger more. I am a reasonable individual, but I fail to see eye to eye with those in support of the British government. These people are also commonly called by the names of “loyalists,” “tories” or “royalists.” Though today I look into the past, the issues are present. British Parliament still dictates a country that is not rightfully theirs. November 5, 1774On this day three months back, I heard word among the street that sets of acts has been passed called the Intolerable or Coercive Acts. These consist of the Boston Port Bill, the Massachusetts Government Act, Administration of Justice Act and the Quebec Act. The Boston Port Bill was the closing of the Boston Harbor in response to the Boston Tea Party. This rumor stated that they will open it again when the debt for the extreme loss of money from tea has been paid. The Massachusetts Government Act repealed the Massachusetts Charter of 1691, which was simply a document stating the establishment of the Province of Massachusetts Bay. This caused a few events, two of which being prohibiting meetings in the town without their approval, and switching to a military government led by General Thomas Gage. The Administration of Justice Act was intended to provide protection for British officials that had been charged with offenses. It does this by permitting them to England, or a different colony where their trial would be held. The Quebec Act abolished the trading of fur and land between the Mississippi and Ohio Rivers from likely jurisdiction. It was then given to Quebec, hence the name.April 9, 1775In his early life, he did not succeed as a brewer and a newspaper publisher. Later, he would be a key figure in the ongoing American Revolution. Today I will be speaking about Samuel Adams, a very well-known American. As a patriot, Adams played an important role as an organizer of the Sons of Liberty. He coordinated the opposition of Boston to the Tea Act, which led to the famed Boston Tea Party of 1773. On the night of December 16, patriots of Boston dressed as Mohawk Indians and dumped approximately 92,000 pounds of tea into the Boston Harbor to protest the Tea Act. This, as I had previously mentioned, resulted in the Boston Port Bill. Starting only last year, Samuel Adams represents Massachusetts in the Continental Congress. Though I have never been properly acquainted with him, I am proud to have shaken Adams’s hand during my trip to Boston to protest.November 22, 1775A few months have passed, yet nothing especially out of the ordinary has struck my attention. I will, however, be speaking about one important figure that made a large impact on my life. Though many have made a huge impact on the revolution, Patrick Henry is not given nearly enough credit. After small jobs as a shopkeeper in his early life, Henry took on the career of a lawyer. At the young age of eighteen, he married sixteen year old Sarah Shelton. While balancing work with fighting for liberty, something unexpected tips the scale. Sarah developed a mental illness by the name of puerperal psychosis. This is a severe condition that very few women develop post-childbirth. It makes me deeply saddened to speak of her death, that occurred just recently in February of this year. Though Patrick Henry was in despair, he did not let this loss tear him apart. In March of this year, he delivered the famous “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death!” speech, in which he expresses that there is a dire need for war against Britain to claim independence. Personally, I support him and agreed with nearly every point that he had to make.December 2, 1775The famous phrase “no taxation without representation” is shouted loudly by countless patriots that feel the unfair laws created by British Parliament are unfair, myself included. Although many occurrences and riots have been due to the cost of taxes, what I am personally most angered about is our lack of representation in parliament. They dictate our lives, and the tories are in denial.July 4, 1776Oh, what a day! Today is a day of happiness and celebration of freedom! The Declaration of Independence has been signed. After a few rough drafts by Thomas Jefferson to get the information across in the proper way, the final draft is finished, and was signed by nine people of my home state! Though I do not know them all by name, I am acquainted with James Wilson and George Taylor. Both of these incredible individuals have engaged in a few conversations with John about the freedom of this country. The Declaration of Independence contains, put simply, the most important ideas that the fathers collectively agreed on about how the government should be. This document also includes nearly every single issue that has ever occurred that is the fault of the British king. Overall, the text that was written describes the reasoning behind our desire for independence from Britain. No more innocent lives will be lost to fight for this cause. Each one brought us one step closer to liberty. Liberty is no longer something we seek, but a part of our everyday lives. Today and every day following, we are free. I do hope that this joyousness will last.November 16, 1776John insists on heading to battle, almost convincing enough for me to allow him to go alone. After many minutes of passive argument, we make a compromise. I will accompany him in battle.–The weather is absolutely scorching, reaching temperatures near one hundred degrees. I am dressed as a man, riding horseback alongside my husband towards certain death in New York. My stomach flips, but I voice no nervousness.I squint, blinded by the early afternoon sun. Though no further words are said, I interpret the deafening silence to mean that he carries just as much fear as I.–Before I am fully aware and prepared, the brutal fight that would be called the “Battle of Fort Washington” has begun. I aid John in loading the cannon. Muskets and cannons whiz by my ears, so close that I look dead into the unforgiving eyes of Death himself. This continues for a long time, soldiers falling like rag dolls beside me. Blood stains bloom like flowers on their clothing, spreading and staining and killing. This work is quite strenuous, and my muscles soon begin to tire. Somewhere towards the middle of this battle, I suffer a loss that cannot be described properly into words. I watch his body struggle, then fall limp onto the bloodstained grass. I gasp, not able to express my emotions verbally. His lifeless eyes stare up at the perfectly clear blue sky. Raindrop tears stream down my face. –Soon after, I begin my work on taking over John’s position with the cannon. My aim, unlike my emotions, is sure and steady. Soldiers would later call me “Captain Molly” and complimented my unwavering shot. After a bit of working the cannon, a musket ball strikes me in the left arm. If the shot were just a bit more deadly, my arm would surely have been ripped clean off. I grit my teeth and bear the pain for the remainder of the battle.July 10, 1778Contrary to popular belief, Mary Hayes was not the one who carried pitchers of water to parched soldiers. I allow her to have the fame, but only I and a few soldiers know the truth. On June 28 of this year, I was the one who joined my husband in battle, fearless despite the powerful voice of my consciousness telling me to run from this danger created solely by humanity. I was the one who dodged the countless bullets and sprinted in order to provide water that the thirsty soldiers were in desperate need of. I am, and remain, the one and only “Molly Pitcher.” The name refers to my nickname, Molly, and the pitchers of water that I gave to soldiersAugust 17, 1778Farewell for now, as this is the last entry that I am planning on writing. As my life grows busier, it is harder to find time to write in this journal. I hope that my words will help to tell an accurate story of the significant events that occurred in my lifetime. Goodbye!Best of luck,Margaret Corbin