Here and along the slopes of Greenwoods Hills, our patriots for the first time faced their foe in open field, and well we stood this test. ‘Men!’ cried Lord Stirling, as we formed our line, ‘this Grant who comes against us once declared in England’s House of Commons – I sat there and heard – that given him five thousand men he’d cross our continent from end to end! He has his number now! I doubt not; We a fourth as many, yet I promise you he’ll march no farther through our continent than Brower’s Mill ponds yonder.’