It was rather late in the afternoon when the strong fort at Crown Point was reached.
Seth Warner called to the sentinel who stood guard at the gate.
"Tell your commander that I must see him at once."
"I cannot leave my post."
"Spoken like a brave soldier. Surrender!"
"To whom?"
"To the army of the Continental Congress."
"I am a soldier of the king, and to no one else will I surrender my gun, except my superior so wills it."
"Brave soldier. I shall be under the necessity of taking the gun away from you by force."
The man fired the musket in the air.