As the light dimmed, it was soon sunset. When father and daughter reached their camp, they took a little time to talk. "Sarah, what are you?" the father asked. Sarah cleared her voice and whispered to his face:
I am british,
I am loyal.
I am wonderful, God's child;
on top of all.
Sometimes I'm musical,
I'm always careful, though.
When I get through it all, that's all the things...I am...
The father looked at the daughter very proudly. "Very good, remember one day I won't be here because I have to explore the Ohio wilderness. But remember to always stay loyal to the king, please? Always be a British Subject?" Sarah nodded. She would not forget what she was. As soon as her father left, she got up and went to go write a letter to her mother of what happened today under the nearby tree.