Chapter 1
The Strategy of Liberty
WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS, LATE
January 1787.
Down the long sloping shoulders of theBerkshire Mountains they headed west throughthe bitter night, stumbling over frozen ruts, picking their way around deep drifts of snow.Some carried muskets, others hickory clubs,others nothing. Many wore old RevolutionaryWar uniforms, now decked out with the sprig of hemlock that marked them as rebels. Carelessand cocksure they had been, but now gall anddespair hung over them as heavy as theenveloping night. They and hundreds like themwere fleeing for their lives, looking for places tohide.These men were rebels against ex-rebels.Only a few years before, they had been fightingthe redcoats at Bunker Hill, joining GeneralStark in the rout of the enemy at Bennington,helping young Colonel Henry Knox’s troops pullfifty tons of cannon and mortars, captured fromthe British at Ticonderoga, across these same