Summary: Matt and his father moved to Maine from Massachusetts.  They built their cabin, and his father returned to Massachusetts to get his mother, sister, and their new baby.

The First Day

July 1,1768: Today dad is going to Massachusetts to pick up my Ma, sister, and the newborn baby.  He is going to bring them home to our new cabin in Maine.  He will probably be gone 6-7 weeks.

My dad and I built a 1-room log cabin.  It is dark in the cabin except for the bit of sun that comes in through the only window, but I don’t want to use up all of my lantern oil.

Before Pa left, he gave me an antique watch that has been passed down from father to son.  He also gave me his blasting rifle for my Blunderbuss.

After dad left, I grabbed the rifle that hung atop the huge door on a peg.  I decided to practice shooting.  It would take a lot of time to get used to this new gun.  I walked outside with the lightweight gun.  I saw a tree, it was a white pine tree.  The leaves on the tree swayed gracefully.  You could smell the peat moss in the crisp air.  You could also hear the river splashing on the rough rocks and the birds chirping.  I even heard a bear growling.  My stomach began to turn into knots.

I am scared even though I am 12 going on 13 in a few weeks.