And they had not one, but TWO diffent types of cannon barrels there. I could have built my own 12 pounder or a three pounder, but would Pat let me buy even ONE cannon barrel? Nooooooooooooo. Would she let me buy a tiny little 1 inch swivel gun that had a nice spike you could stick into a stump or a post of your stockade? Nooooooooooooooo.

I even promised not to load it with ball or canister unless I got really, really annoyed with the neighbors, too.