"And we are volunteers until the last redcoat is driven back to England!" declared Phil. "The next move is to join the reorganized army of Gen. Washington." And how the lads did join the reorganized army, and went forth to fight valiantly, will be told in another volume, to be entitled, "The Musket Boys Under Washington; Or, The Tories of Old New York." In that book we shall see some fierce fighting on Long Island, and learn the particulars of how the boys came to the rescue of a girl who was in the power of a miserly Tory who wanted to send her to England against her will. With the money that had been restored to him, Mr. Warrington went into business once more, and, although the times were very unsettled, he did very well. "And what will you do?" asked Andy of Burt Noble, when the two met one day. "I am off for General Washington's headquarters," answered the young spy. "I guess we'll meet again." And the boys did meet,--not once but many times. "I rather imagine we've seen some hot fighting, Andy," said Phil. "You are right,--but the future may hold hotter fighting still." "This war has but begun," came from Ralph. "King George won't give up yet. We'll have to whip his redcoats many more times ere he will be willing to admit our independence." "Never mind--we'll do it!" cried Andy, with flashing eyes. "From now on our watchword must be Liberty forever!" And the other Musket Boys echoed the sentiment. THE END [Transcriber's Note: Inconsistent hyphenation left as printed.]