hoss, when we all has to put 'lasses in de coffee and proud ter git hit.

Cupid. You tell Mistis and Marster dey's come.

[He leads horse off (Left) carrying the meal.

Marthy. Yo' pa bin askin' 'bout you; he say he gwine way ter morrow.

Fair (anxious). To-morrow!

Bev. Where is he?

Marthy. He an' you ma done gone for walk round de quarters.

[Exit Marthy into the house.

Bev. Fair, did you know father was going back to his regiment
to-morrow?

Fair. I was afraid of it. The wound is almost healed, but mother
can't bear to have us mention his leaving us again.

Bev. Why, I had hoped to go back with him; I hate to be young.
Why, Fair, do you know sometimes I feel so crazy to go off with the army
I believe I'll run away, except--

Fair. Yes, I know; you mean mother. When father and George are
gone, we're all she's got.

Bev. I wish I'd been twins; then one of me could go.