Today we went to Williamsburg, and did a bunch of great stuff. For one, Gordon and I played Rev-Quest, a revolutionary spy game. After we had watched the video that told us how to begin, we checked the Red Schedule to find out what time we had to meet our agent at the Robert Carter house. Since there was still half an hour to spare, the colonial farm was the perfect place to stop, with just enough to see and do that we were done five minuets before our meeting, giving us enough time to get there.
Our agent explained to our group of fellow spies how to use the special cipher, and where to go next. Following orders, Gordon and I hurried to Mary Dickinson’s store, where we found that there where 13 letters on the sign, the feathers were in an X shape, and there was only 1 fan. This gave us our first clue: 13XI. This doesn’t make sense to you because it is in code. I am not allowed to explain it to you, do to direct orders from our Leader, but I can tell you that our secret message was sent, using a special messaging device from the future, to Mrs. J. From there she gave us a special order, to go to the magazine and speak with an associate of hers. We found out the next clue, 13JIV. Upon sending to Mrs. J., I quickly remembered something odd I had seen on the side of a tavern, just what we were looking for. Gordon and I rushed to Chowning’s Tavern, and found the pigpen code written on the outside wall. It seemed a little risky to me, since it is not too hard to decipher, but an old lobster-back wouldn’t understand the words, anyway. Since you are so desperate to know I will tell you, but you will have to rest with the simple knowledge that the clue is as follows, for reasons unknown to you. Arms. Tobacco. Sugar.
Gordon put the words in their proper order on a letter previously given to us, and I read it aloud. It seemed that tobacco is what the French prize most, so it will be our way of trade. We have found an ally at the Post Office who has given us a document in which there is a message for the French clearly stating the reasons we want independence from Britain. Gordon sent a message to Mrs. J. to tell her what we had found, and we learned of a French Envoy with whom we needed to speak. She would only come to speak at 1:45, so as to not be seen, so we waited for half an hour more at the millinery. When she finally came, it was with ill tidings, for the French would not become allies… Yet. My brother and I, and all our fellow spies, are sure we can change their minds. Our hearts are of oak, as Mrs. J. has said, and we can not give up now.
Gordon and I found a green gated alley way across from a sign that said 1745, a clue given us by the French Envoy, and found a message in pigpen code. It said “North” “Middle” and “South.” Mrs. J. had given me a map of the ocean and my brother and I tried to decide the easiest route to France, north, middle, or south.
Thomas Jefferson is to leave from the Delaware River on the north route to France. That is the shortest, but also the most dangerous. We had to meet with a Courtier at 3:00, in order to tell him of our Leader’s plans, and get the name of the the safest ship to take him across. Gordon and I successfully got our message across, and learned the name of the ship so as to pass the information on to Mrs. J., who in turn will alert the French to be on the lookout for the ship. I’m sorry, I am not permitted to pass the name on to you, for it has been forbid by our Leader. It is yet to be discovered whether or not France will consent in the end, but I’m sure that Britain’s Old Enemy will be our New Ally.