Mrs. Anna Wilson - a widowed mother (156 lines)

James Wilson - Mrs. Wilson's oldest son - early 20s, in poor health (90 lines)

Billy Wilson - Mrs. Wilson's youngest son - ambitious and energetic 15 year old (79 lines)

Laura Lee Wilson - Mrs. Wilson's daughter - in her late teens (63 lines)

Mrs. Perkins - Wilson's elderly busybody neighbor (39 long lines)

Kelly O’Connor - Hired hand (50 lines)

Mr. Thomas - Hard-of-hearing widower (4 lines)

Johnny Wilson - Mrs. Wilson's middle son, away at war in the U.S. Army (15 lines)

Isaac - U.S. Soldier (14 lines)

Seth - U.S. Soldier (12 lines)

Jake - U.S. Soldier (13 lines)

Mitchell - C.S. Soldier (13 lines)

Joel - C.S. Soldier (10 lines)

Zach - C.S. Soldier (9 lines)

Jedediah - C.S. Soldier (10 lines)

Missouri Gal - Gives opening narration

Townspeople - Extras of various ages who bid farewell to the soldiers

Set in 1863 Missouri, A Lasting Peace tells the story of a young man's attempt to find peace during the hostile days of the Civil War. In poor health, he struggles at the family farm while his brother fights in the Union Army. When at last, they must find help for the farm, his bitterness increases, leaving him to wonder if there will ever be a true and lasting peace.

Wilson House -To one side, a small table and chairs, to the other side, either two rockers, or one rocker, and a chair may be pulled from the table, depending on room available. There should be one exit which would lead upstairs, another to the kitchen, and another to the front door.

Army Camp Scenes - props to suggest army camp (some North, some South)

Side Stage - to the side, but is to represent part of the Northern army camp, using props as desired. This should be a separate area from the main stage.

Missouri Gal: Missouri. With its rolling hills, and stately trees, it was such a beautiful, peaceful place. I don’t remember when the border fights began, I guess they was far enough away that mostly we ignored ‘em. Little did we know that the fightin’ would soon spread right to our very own doorsteps. Some of those who had settled here had relation up north; others had left families deep in the south. Folks’ loyalties were divided, and it turned neighbor against neighbor. What with Missouri bein’ located up along side the Mississippi River, Pres’dent Lincoln right away saw its importance, and sent in Federal Troops t’ help maintain order and support for the Union. Little did it help. Before the war was over, only Tennessee and Virginyee had seen more fightin’ than Missouri. In the midst of all the battles and bloodshed, we often wondered if peace would ever really come.

Johnny: August 2, 1863. Dear Ma, James, Laura Lee, and Billy. Thanks for your most recent letter - it means so much to us fellers to hear just a few words from home. Things have been quiet for the past few days, which is just fine by us since we haven't been here long enough for boredom to set in yet. Even the hard marches when we're hoofing it, aren't as bad as long encampments with not much to do. Most of us are well. Some regiments don't fare so well, as they have many sick and dyin'.

Mrs. Wilson: Hopefully it won't be too long before I'm home. Some people are sayin' that with the Union victories at Gettysburg and Vicksburg that it might not be too much longer before this rebellion is put down. They shore put a stop to old Lee & his Rebels up in Pennsylvania. And now the United States are in control the Mississippi River. We're all eager to wrap up this war and git back to our homes and farms where we're needed. Ma, keep me in your prayers. With love for you all, Johnny. (she folds letter and puts it in her apron pocket.)

Laura Lee: (also stands) I think we read every letter from Johnny 'til it about falls apart. But it's so good to have something to remind us of him.

Mrs. Wilson: Yes, it is, but we had better get after these dishes if we're wantin' to get to the garden before the sun gets too high. (Looking toward window) It looks like we're in for another hot and muggy day.

Laura Lee: It's bad enough hoein' in the mornin' - I sure don't treasure the thought of workin' out there this afternoon. (removes dishes and takes a step backwards, shaking her head) Well, the longer we wait, the hotter it's gonna be - and I'm sure the weeds are growin' right now, before we can even get to 'em.

Laura Lee: Goodness, Billy! You about ran me over! Fine thing that'd be to go and break all these dishes.

Billy: (embarrassed and sorry, but still in a hurry) I'm sorry --

Mrs. Wilson: (gently) William Andrews Wilson, why are you in such a hurry this morning?

Billy: Oh, Ma - you haven't forgotten? (pleading) You promised me that I could go look at Harvey's colt this morning right after chores.

Mrs. Wilson: (smiling) Yes, I did, didn't I? (Billy is obviously relieved) But you won't be able to stay too long - James is going to need help with the calves, and then we'll need you to haul water for the garden- (stops short as she realizes that a button is loose on his suspenders.) Oh dear, you're about to lose a button. We'll just have to mend it before you go. (Turns to Laura Lee and holds out hands toward the dishes) Here, let me take those - why don't you find a needle and fix his button while I start on the dishes? (exits to kitchen)

Laura Lee: (speaks to Billy as she goes to sewing box to retrieve needle and thread.) William Andrews Wilson - you are so hard on all of your clothes! It's a wearisome task to keep your clothes all a-mended. You're forever snaggin’ your pants on something or catching a suspender and pullin' off a button.

Billy: (impatiently) Really, Sis - I didn't this time - you must've just sewed it on poorly last time. But could ya hurry it up? I'm really needin' to help James -

Laura Lee: (interrupting) So you can go see Harvey's new colt.

Billy: Well, sure, I'm wantin' to go see the new colt - who wouldn't? Harvey says she's as black as midnight - (snaps fingers) Hey! I wonder if he's named her yet - Midnight would be a great name!

Laura Lee: (returning to Billy with the needle, notices his pants) Why Billy! It's no wonder that you plum pulled that button loose - look at you. Those pants are too short on you. I think you need more than a button - I think you're needin' bigger britches. Why, you're growing faster'n them weeds out in the garden!

Billy: 'Course I am, Laura Lee. This is August, so see - September, October, November, December-

Laura Lee: Hush! Mama might hear you!

Billy: Aw - she might as well.

Laura Lee: She might as well not. (begins to resew loose button)

Billy: Why do you womenfolks all have to be the same? Always thinkin' that every man has got some harebrained idea of goin' and gettin’ himself killed. Well, I ain't got no such idea - I just wanna-

Laura Lee: (interrupting) Would ya hold still! You've mighty big ideas for such a young feller -

Billy: For a young feller? (hands on hips - close to where button is being sewn.) Why, Laura Lee - you know better'n that - why I just turned fif- OW! (holds hand up to look at finger.) You poked me. (Laura Lee just keeps stitching) why - you did it a' purpose!

Laura Lee: Yes, I did, and I'll do it again if you don't hush yerself up. Mama has enough problems right now and she doesn't - (breaks off as Mrs. Wilson enters the room)

Mrs. Wilson: I thought I heard a yell -

Laura Lee: Yes - the needle rather got away from me, but I'm sure Billy will be just fine.

Billy: (smiling to hide any conflict) Oh, yes.

Mrs. Wilson: (taking another armful of dishes) Well, hurry and finish with the button, dear, and then you can wipe the dishes. (exits to kitchen.)

Billy: Like Ma said, will ya please hurry with that button? Aren't you about done yet?

Laura Lee: Almost. But remember what I said. ( finishing the button) Ma's got enough on her mind right now without you stirrin’ up more trouble with those wild ideas of yours-

Billy: Wild ideas? Why it wasn't a wild idea when Johnny- (Laura Lee holds up needle as a reminder) All right - all right. Iffen you're done with that button, Ma'am, I'm sure James could use my help with them chores. (puts on hat and exits quickly through the front door.)

Laura Lee: (calling after him as he leaves) And don't forget to come back early from Harvey's so you can help with the waterin' before dinner time! (Laura Lee shakes her head, smiling. She turns to the table to gather remaining dishes, as Mrs. Wilson enters.)

Mrs. Wilson: So you got Billy all patched up?

Laura Lee: Oh, yes. (suddenly sighs deeply as she notices something out the window) Oh, dear.

Mrs. Wilson: What is it?

Laura Lee: (despairingly) Mrs. Perkins is here. (suddenly grimacing) And Billy almost ran smack into her!

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, dear. Here - you take those dishes and finish up in the kitchen. (Mrs. Wilson hands dishes to Laura Lee and starts toward the door as Laura Lee turns to leave.) Oh - and why don't you put on some coffee?

Laura Lee: (nods) All right. (exits to kitchen) We'll never get the garden hoed this mornin' now.

Billy: I'm so sorry, Mrs. Perkins! Hones', I never even saw you until I was 'bout t' knock ya plumb over.

Mrs. Perkins: (gaining composure) I would say, young man, that you might slow down just a bit. Running into me like that, you almost caused me to lose my decorum.

Billy: (looking to her bonnet) Oh, no, ya' didn't lose it, ma'am. It's right there, on your head.

Mrs. Perkins: (baffled at first, then understanding) No, no. Not my bonnet. I almost lost my composure. (standing straight) But one thing my mother always taught us girls was to remain unflappable in any situation.

Billy: (trying to smooth things over) Oh, absolutely, Mrs. Perkins. I can honestly say that I have never seen you flappable.

Mrs. Wilson: Mrs. Perkins, I'm so sorry about this little incident. Billy must really learn to be more careful. (Billy nods enthusiastically in agreement) He was just on his way to see Harvey Beck's new colt.

Billy: Yes, ma'am, I was. I - I guess I'll be goin' then. Good day, then to ya' Mrs. Perkins. (exits out front door.)

Mrs. Perkins: That's the trouble with youngsters nowadays - always in a hurry. Time goes by fast enough when you're older.

Mrs. Wilson: Why don't you come in and have a seat?

Mrs. Perkins: That's one thing I've noticed - as you grow older, everything seems to get shorter. (seats herself, and Mrs. Wilson also is sits down.)

Mrs. Wilson: Gets shorter?

Mrs. Perkins: Yes, first - it seems the years get shorter. Then - your eyes grow regretfully poor - so it seems your arms get shorter. (holds out arms as if she's reading a newspaper from a distance.) I thought there was a third thing that I was going to mention- but I can't seem to recall it right now. You know - my memory's not as long as what it used to be…

Mrs. Wilson: (picking up her knitting) How are you doing these days?

Mrs. Perkins: I'm doing just fine, I suppose. And how are you fairing under these dire circumstances? (not waiting for an answer) It's so easy to let ones' self become discouraged when the news is bad, so I've come to brighten your day a bit. I see you’re still knitting stockings for the soldiers. I hope you're not too devastated after the latest news of the Steamer Ruth last week?

Mrs. Wilson: (not understanding) The Steamer Ruth?

Mrs. Perkins: Those Confederate boatburners may think they can make it look like an accidental fire, but they can't fool us Yankees. Oh- and all those poor souls who perished! And they say that she was transporting over two million dollars! But now, we can't let this turn us to worrying, and so I have come to encourage you and your family. But say, don't tell me that you hadn't heard about the steamer yet.

Mrs. Wilson: Yes, of course, we had. But we hear so many sad things these days.

Mrs. Perkins: But the Steamer Ruth was carrying money that was to be used for payment for the Union Soldiers. Now how do you imagine the Union can keep their soldiers if they don't have the money to pay them? And then, why, there's no telling how long this rebellion could last! Some people are saying that it might take several more years yet before the rebels surrender.

Laura Lee: Good morning, Mrs. Perkins.

Mrs. Wilson: Would you like some coffee?

Mrs. Perkins: Oh dear - I wasn't going to stay long. There are other families who have sons in the war, you know. But I came by to cheer you, and if you insist on my staying, who am I to say "no" to a cup of coffee if it would encourage you in your time of distress. (Laura Lee hands coffee cup to Mrs. Perkins) Why thank you, child. (speaking again to Mrs. Wilson) Now maybe things aren't as bad as people are making them appear to be, so don't spend your days worrying over them. It doesn't do anyone any good, you know.

Mrs. Wilson: But with the Union taking Vicksburg, we've nearly cut the Confederacy in two. And they say that the victory in Pennsylvania -- Gettysburg was it? (notices Laura Lee) Oh, Laura Lee, would you care to pull up a chair and join us?

Laura Lee: (smiling) uh, no. I - I think I'll just go finish in the kitchen if you don't mind.

Mrs. Wilson: No, that's fine. (Laura Lee exits to kitchen. Mrs. Wilson continues to knit after finishing her coffee.)

Mrs. Perkins: What a lovely girl - I bet she is a big help to you with all you troubles and sorrows you face. Why, I know that there are many families with sons in the war, who have been left to attend to things at home. But it must be a special burden to you - what with Johnny being gone in the army, and James being - (searching for the right word) well, delicate. It was such a tragedy that the Scarlet Fever left him so weakly. I suppose that he's doing much worse, now with the war?

Mrs. Wilson: It was so hard on James to lose his father. Then we were plunged into war, and Johnny left us. It's been so much, and so sudden. (confidently) But as long as he paces himself, James seems to do just fine.

Mrs. Perkins: Well, that's good news. But if I were you, I'd watch him a bit. I had a cousin that had had the fever as a child. Nobody knew much was wrong until one day he went out to milk the cow, and never returned. His heart had just suddenly ceased. But I'm sure with James you have nothing to worry about - just if I were you, I would keep an eye on him, so as he doesn't overdo himself.

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, he tires easily enough if he works too hard, so we do try to not overburden him. And we have Laura Lee and Billy to help around the farm.

Mrs. Perkins: A girl, and a young boy! What is our land coming to, when the farms are left to be managed by girls and young boys! Well, I didn't come here to dwell on your problems… It never did do anyone any good. Say, did you hear about old Mr. Thomas' barn?

Mrs. Wilson: His barn?

Mrs. Perkins: Oh - yes. It burned completely to the ground last night. The poor man - hard of hearing as he is - didn't hear a thing. If you ask me, I'd say that it was those border ruffians again. One would have thought that William Quantrill would have learned his lesson, now that the Unites States have his relatives in jail at the City of Kansas. But still, the raiding continues.

Mrs. Wilson: I know his family's been helpin' and hidin' him, but it seems a shame to arrest them just because they can't catch Quantrill himself.

Mrs. Perkins: Goodness, you sound almost like a Southern sympathizer - and with a son in the Union army! Any more, you never know whom you can trust to be loyal to the Union, but I never thought I'd hear such talk from you.

Mrs. Wilson: I'm loyal to the Federal Government, Mrs. Perkins, but in the past few years, it's seemed as if the law doesn't matter as much any more. I'll be so glad when this war is over and we can go back to our lives as normally as possible.

Mrs. Perkins: Won't we all? Well, I must continue on my journey. (rises from chair) I was hoping to visit a few more people this morning yet. (Mrs. Wilson also stands) I thought I might amble out to see the remains of Mr. Thomas' barns - and encourage him some as well. Oh, there are so many sad and lonely people these days. One can't expect to console them all. Still, one should do what one can.

Mrs. Wilson: (smiling) Mrs. Perkins, I'm sure you do. (both make their way to the door) Give Mr. Thomas our regards and sympathies, will you?

Mrs. Perkins: I certainly shall. And you do keep an eye on James so that he doesn't overwork his weak heart? Now, some mothers would worry night and day about him, but I know that you're level-headed and won't allow him to do more than he should. And don't let him get too agitated over all the war news. I'm sure this item of the Steamer Ruth will turn out just fine. --Though I have no idea how. And Quantrill will surely be caught any day - now that his relatives are in jail and they won't be able to help hide him. Just don't you worry about all these war troubles, and don't let James worry himself either. It doesn’t do any good, you know.

Mrs. Wilson: Thanks, Mrs. Perkins. We'll leave the worrying to other folks, and tell our troubles to the Lord.

Mrs. Perkins: You do that, Anna. So long then. (exits)

Mrs. Wilson: Goodbye, Mrs. Perkins. (shuts door and turns to pick up coffeecups)

Laura Lee: (entering) Well, I've finished the dishes - I guess we should get started on the weeding. I'm just glad she didn't stay as long as last time!

Mrs. Wilson: Laura Lee!

Laura Lee: Oh, Ma - I can't help it. Why does she always have to stop in and visit?

Mrs. Wilson: Sometimes people are sad and lonely. And when people feel overcome by all of their troubles, a little visit with someone can sometimes cheer them up. It's like givin’ a cup of cold water in Jesus' name.

Laura Lee: But I'm not lonely. . . (suddenly) Do you ever feel overcome by our troubles?

Mrs. Wilson: I wasn't talking about us.

Laura Lee: Oh. (smiling) I see. (slight pause) But do you ever feel overwhelmed by it all? Do you worry about Johnny being in the army?

Mrs. Wilson: I try not to. I try to pray instead. But I miss him a lot. And we could use his help on the farm. But you and Billy help out a great deal. I guess I'm more concerned about James, though.

Laura Lee: James?

Mrs. Wilson: Laura Lee, even if Johnny should die in battle, as hard as that would be, we know that we would see him again. Because he's trusted Christ - we would be reunited in heaven. But James has never made that decision - -

Laura Lee: You're right. We must pray all the more for James' salvation - as well as for Johnny's safety. (after a thoughtful pause) You know - I never thought I'd miss Johnny so much, but I do. He could be such a pest - always teasin’ me. But I really do miss him! (steps forward for solo)

James: (enters with hatful of eggs in his hand) I brought you the eggs. I see Mrs. Perkins finally left. Did she come to remind you of all the terrible things that are happenin’ because of the war? (hands hat to Laura Lee who takes them to the kitchen.) Let's see - I bet she told you not to worry about Quantrill. What else did she tell you not to worry about?

Mrs. Wilson: You.

James: Me?

Mrs. Wilson: She's just concerned about you, carryin’ such a big load and all.

James: You mean she's just looking for some more information so she can have somethin’ to tell to the next person she stops to gossip with.

Mrs. Wilson: That's a mean thing to say.

James: It may be mean, but it's true.

Mrs. Wilson: James, Mrs. Perkins has never gotten over losin’ her husband to the smallpox. And she has no children to comfort her in her grief. She must get mighty lonely living all by herself. Who can begrudge her for wantin’ to visit with the neighbors?

James: Who ever changed things by visitin’ about 'em?

Mrs. Wilson: And just what do you want to change?

James: Ma - you know I'd just like to be strong again.

Mrs. Wilson: (gently) You used to accept your weakness - what's changed?

James: As a child, givin' up runnin' and games was hard, Ma. But I could do it. I could fill my days with dreams and thinkin' of all sorts of things. But now -

Mrs. Wilson: Now?

James: Now that Pa's not here - it's my responsibility to look after the family. And the war - I wasn't strong enough to go, so Johnny went instead of me. Ma, I just want to be strong enough to do my part.

Mrs. Wilson: James, the Lord never asks us to do somethin’ that He doesn't give us the strength and the grace for.

James: Ma, I know you and Pa got religion when he got the smallpox. And I'm glad that makes it easier for you -especially now that he's gone. But I don't see how a loving God could allow so much grief and sufferin'. Jus' look around you. There's a war goin' on out there. People are dyin', Ma. Some of 'em just young boys. And why? Just 'cause some folks don't wanna give up their slaves. And they call themselves Christians? Then I don't want no part of it.

Mrs. Wilson: The world is cursed with our sinning, James. Other people's - yes. But mine -- and yours as well. That's why we need forgiveness.

James: Forgiveness? I don’t need forgiveness. Them Rebels do, but-

Billy: Ma! Ma! (Laura Lee quickly enters the room at the commotion) They say the prison up to Kansas City has collapsed. All of Quantrill's relatives have been killed. Everyone's afraid that he might try to take revenge.

James: It's not a matter of if he'll get revenge, but just a matter of where and when.

Mrs. Wilson: May the Lord have mercy on our land.

James: (somewhat defiantly) Can you blame him?

Mrs. Wilson: (overwhelmed by James' hard heart) Lord, have mercy on all of us.

Johnny: Oh, I can believe Quantrill did it all - I just can't believe that the Federals let him get away!

Seth: They say the town of Lawrence is about all done for. They robbed the banks, killed the men. Hear tell that they burned the corpses even.

Isaac: (rises) Thems the fortunate ones from what I hear. Why, some of 'em, they burned even 'fore they killed 'em!

Johnny: Killed 'em right in front of their wives and childrens.

Seth: They ought to catch ol' Quantrill and his gang and hang 'em all up. But he always gets away.

Seth: Well, if they can't catch ol' Quantrill - they ought to at least stop them that's a helpin' 'em.

Isaac: But that's exactly what they tried to do up at the City of Kansas. And look how that all worked out.

Seth: Well, there ought to be somethin' that the Union can do to stop this. Why you would think that-

Jake: Hey, guys. Jus' lissen to this. (reads and summarizes from the paper) General Order #11. Signed jus' yesterday by Union Brigadier General Thomas Ewing, Jr. All persons living in Cass, Jackson, and Bates counties, are hereby ordered to move from their present places of residence within 15 days.

Seth: Bully for Ewing!

Johnny: Everyone has to move? What if they're Union folk? Are the United States gonna do that to their own folks?

Jake: Well, them that prove their loyalty to the Union, can get a certificate stating so.

Isaac: But what good's a certificate? (goes toward Jake to look at paper)

Jake: Well, it says that them that get a certificate...(reading) will be permitted to remove to any military station in this district or to any part of the state of Kansas, except all the counties on the eastern border of the state. All others shall remain out of the district.

Seth: Do you think it will make a difference? Quantrill's men will still live off the land.

Jake: No - all grain is to moved to the military districts - and ... (reading again) All grain and hay found in such district after the ninth of September next, not removed to such stations will be destroyed.

Johnny: You mean that not only the Southerners lose everything, but Union folks will lose their farms and homes as well? The whole territory will be wiped out - - (goes to paper)

Isaac: Well, we gotta do something to stop ol' Quantrill. They've been livin' off the land - with or without the farmers' blessin's.

Johnny: Yeah, but - well, it just doesn't seem right. A lot of Union folks could go hungry this winter…

Jake: Yeah - I'm sure they will. And most of 'em will be in the Army! (laughs, and is joined by all)

Isaac: I used to be scared of them Minnie balls 'til I tasted the food here. I figure if the Minnie balls don't get you -the food will - or the disease.

All: That's for sure. Yep. (etc.)

Isaac: Well, how's a feller 'spose to stay healthy what with the food we get?

Jake: Why the only fresh meat we get - is the worms in them there crackers!

Johnny: Oh, don't mention those worm castles - makes my stomach roll.

Isaac: Sheet metal crackers!

Jake: Teeth dullers!

Johnny: But by any name - it's still the same stuff -

All: Hard tack!

Mrs. Perkins: (almost condescendingly) Why they say that up to 800 prisoners are being brought into St. Louis on some days! But still this rebellion continues with battle after battle. (brightly) But you know that this war can't last forever. (slight pause) Now, some people are saying that it might last as long as four, or maybe even five more years -- (trying to reassure again) But it simply can not last forever. Besides, we can't let every item of news discourage us. And once the army clears out the border counties, things will calm down. You'll see.

Mrs. Wilson: I'm not so sure of that. . .

Mrs. Perkins: Well, of course, things will improve. If Quantrill won't be able to hide all of his guns, and supplies, and munitions, how would they be able to hide themselves? And with all of the crops destroyed, there won't be anything left for food. Not anything to feed his men; not anything to feed his horses. That will be the end of Quantrill, and that will be the end of the border troubles.

Mrs. Wilson: Even if it does stop Quantrill, it might cause other problems. There are so many loyal supporters of the Union who live in those counties. And they will all lose their homes, and much more.

Mrs. Perkins: As I said, Anna, you simply worry too much. Try to not think about the war all of the time. That's just why I come to visit you, to help take your mind off all of your worries. (slight pause) But here we are, talking about the war once again. Well, hopefully, I've cheered you some. But now, I must be going. (stands) I have another household to visit. (Anna also stands and they begin to make their way to the door.)

Mrs. Wilson: Well, thank you for your thoughtfulness.

Mrs. Perkins: Oh, think nothing of it. Some of us just know our duty to come and cheer the lonely and worried. Not everyone is given with such a gift, but those of us who have it must use it. Now, you try to not worry about these things.

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, I do want to trust the Lord in everything.

Mrs. Perkins: Yes, that's good. Well, goodbye, then Anna.

Billy: (suddenly bursts in from the front door, startling the women) Ma! (noticing Mrs. Perkins) Oh, good day, Mrs. Perkins. (removes hat) I'm sorry to be interruptin' ya all. (notices her bonnet) Oh, I see ya' got a new decorum. (Mrs. Perkins scowls, and Billy realizes that things are not going well.) Well, I - I uh, just had some news for Ma.

Mrs. Perkins: And I was just departing. (to Mrs. Wilson) Good day, Mrs. Wilson. (exits, shaking her head)

Mrs. Wilson: Good bye, Mrs. Perkins. Do have a good day. (turning her attention to Billy) William Andrews Wilson, you are makin' a habit of burstin' in this here house, and it must stop!

Mrs. Wilson: (continuing to Billy) You might give Mrs. Perkins such a scare once that she quits comin' 'round.

Billy: Well, that might not - (stops suddenly and looks sheepishly at Mrs. Wilson)

Mrs. Wilson: Now what was so powerful important that you came runnin' in here to tell me?

Billy: (animated once again) It's the army - they're down by Beck's north pasture and they're headed this way.

Mrs. Wilson: Union?

Billy: Of course, Ma. James went out to see where they're headed. Oh Ma - it will be all right - they're Union!

Mrs. Wilson: Are you sure?

Billy: Shore, Ma. It's them Kansas Redlegs.

Mrs. Wilson: Oh dear. Though, if there is a battle brewin’, and our farm is in the middle of it, I don't suppose it matters which side does the damage, now does it? (more confidently) But you're right about one thing - it will be all right. The Lord continues to watch out over us, and send just what we need.

Laura Lee: (somewhat nervously) Do you think there will be a battle fought here?

Billy: Oh, I hope. Then I could--

Mrs. Wilson: (interrupting) No, I don't (thoughtfully) I almost wonder if it has something to do with those border counties…..

Billy: (takes a step toward the door) Do ya' want me to go check with James and see if he's found out anything yet?

Mrs. Wilson: No, I think you should stay right here.

Billy: But Ma - Maybe James needs my help or somethin'.

Laura Lee: James is surely only findin' out where the Redlegs are headed to - you might as well just stay outta the way.

Billy: Stay outta the way? Oh - I wouldn't be in the way, I was plannin' on a helpin' 'em get them Rebels back in line! (goes to the window)

Mrs. Wilson: Son, you are just too young. . .

Billy: (turning around to his mother) But Ma! Johnny got to go to the war when he was sixteen!

Mrs. Wilson: And you're fifteen.

Billy: (ever hopeful) Then I can go when I'm sixteen?

Mrs. Wilson: You most definitely are not getting’ involved with no army today.

Billy: Oh, ma. (sighs) It's not fair.

Mrs. Wilson: Life's not fair, son. Billy, war is not the excitin' experience that you think it to be. You've read Johnny's letters, and you know that war is not the great adventure that some picture it. And you also know just how much Johnny would love for the war to be over, and to be back home with the rest of us.

Billy: Ma - (stands) I miss him as much as the rest of you - (suddenly) but maybe I could join up with him, then he wouldn't be so lonely either. (pleadingly)

Mrs. Wilson: (thoughtfully) Billy, I let Johnny go, because we thought it would be a short war. (slight pause) I thought that it was our duty to send at least one man from our family. . .and well, James couldn't very well go - what with his heart. Johnny has a job that's hard for a grown man. I'm just not ready to ask you to go as well….

Billy: Ah, Ma, you just don't understand.

Mrs. Wilson: Son, I do understand your passion to help - your eagerness to get involved. You're just so like your father. But I fear that this isn't just a simple case of North against South, Union against Confederacy. I'm not sure it's even a case of right against wrong any more.

Billy: What is it? Where are they goin'?

James: It's the 9^th Kansas Calvary. They're goin' to the border counties to help 'em evacuate.

Mrs. Wilson: Help 'em evacuate - or t' help run everyone out?

James: They're just doin' what needs done, Ma. Can't you see that? Listen - those border ruffians have been using that area. Whether or not the farmers are knowingly helpin' - it don't matter. The Union has to remove Quantrill's source of food - they gotta remove the places where his men hide. We don't want to hurt nobody. We're just gonna make it so that -- (Mrs. Wilson reacts to the word "We")

Mrs. Wilson: We?

James: (almost defiantly) Yes, "we." I'm going along with the Redlegs. I may not be fit enough to join the army, but I want to help out where I can. Finally, this is something that I can do.

Laura Lee: No -

Billy: Bully for you - James. (turning to Mrs. Wilson) Tell me I can go, too, Ma. (Mrs. Wilson folds arms and shakes head.) Oh, Ma. It's not like I'm joinin' the army or nothin'. I'd just be gone for a day or two -- (looking to James for support.) James -- help me explain it to her.

James: (shakes head) Billy, you're needed here at home. You've gotta be the man of the family whilst I'm gone a few days. (exits quickly to bedroom area.)

Billy: Ah - Ma. It ain't fair, I tell you. Johnny's gotten to join the army, now James is leavin'- and with the Kansas Redlegs too!

Mrs. Wilson: Once and for all, Billy, the answer is "no."

Laura Lee: (going to Mrs. Wilson's side) Ma - you're not gonna let James go, are you? His heart -- what if he --

Mrs. Wilson: Laura Lee, James is a grown man, and I can't order him about. Neither you nor I can keep him safe and healthy even when he's here t' home. But the Lord can surely keep him safe without you and me to help Him.

Laura Lee: But, Ma - What if - (turns to Billy, but realizes that he will be of no support)

James: (entering again with hat and gun) Well, I'd best hurry if I'm to catch up with 'em.

Laura Lee: (imploring) James, no.

Billy: (going over to James) I only wish I could go, too -

James: Ma's right, Billy. You're needed here. Do a good job keepin' up here with the chores. I'll be home in just a few days. (turns to Laura Lee) Do what you can to help Ma. (looks to Mrs. Wilson) Ma, I -- (not able to express his feelings, he simply exits. All watch him leave, and there is a short silence following before the lights fade)

Jedediah: Ah some folks claim them Redlegs was lookin' for Quantrill --

Zach: Well, they may have been a lookin' - but they shore didn't find him! (all laugh)

Joel: It's gonna take more than the whole Union Army to take ol' Quantrill out! (continues writing from time to time as he follows the conversation)

Mitchell: What kind of an army's that anyhows? One that's gotta go pickin' on women and children? Goin' and runnin' decent folks out of their own houses, takin' their horses.

Zach: Cabbaging most anything they could lay their hands on.

Jedediah: Ordinary thieves is how I heared it.

Mitchell: Thieves? They be worst than just ordinary thieves- why them Redlegs - they're murderers!

All others: Murderers?

Mitchell: Yeah, my sis wrote me about it. (takes letter from inside his shirt and opens it up) She married a fellow what's got kin over by Lone Jack back home to Missouri.

Joel: (stops writing) Isn't that in the border district?

Mitchell: They call it the Burnt District now. Ain't much left of the west side of the state. Most everything's been run out or burned down. But worse than that, folks from there say the Redlegs shot six men. The Union soldiers claimed they had information that the men were bushwhackers who had helped Quantrill.

Zach: Had they helped him?

Mitchell: Twasn't any proof of it - least ways the Redlegs never gave it. Didn't think they needed no trial nor nothing - just shot 'em right on the spot. Sent the womenfolks away, but they heard the shots. When they come back, the men were dead. Some folks think them Redlegs just shot the men cause they was upset as they couldn't catch ol' Quantrill hisself. (puts letter away)

Jedediah: But the Union had given everyone a warning to clear out of the border area….

Mitchell: Now that's another thing - who's to say the federal government can just up an' take property from a law abidin' Missouri man? But you know what else don't figure? They shot these fellas three days before the evacuation deadline! These men hadn't never taken up a gun up against the North - why one was an old man, and the Union Army had to go and kill him like as if he was a danger against 'em.

All: No. Oh.

Zach: Well, if that's the kind of sissies that they are, we should have had this war done a long time ago.

Jedediah: I wish it had been done a long time ago. If I don't come a fightin' – I may well lose our farm to them there Yanks. But they need me t' home just to keep up with the work so we can get the crops in.

Joel: Those northern folks don't seem to understand what the law is all about - thinkin' they can just go and make up their own rules as they like. Why if a state can't even make its own laws any more - what state or citizen is free?

Mitchell: That's why we're here - to fight for our freedom.

All: Freedom! (Joel comes down and joins the group)

Mitchell: For our families' freedom.

All: (raising fists, or possibly flag in the air) For Southern Rights, Hurrah, etc.

Mitchell: For our state's freedom.

All: Freedom!

Mrs. Wilson: Here, let me take those. Billy most likely needs your help with the chores again.

Laura Lee: Are you sure you don't mind?

Mrs. Wilson: (smiling) I can do the dishes by myself much better than Billy can do the chores by himself. I'm just glad that you're able t' help out as much as you do.

Laura Lee: Actually, he's probably wonderin' why I don't have Bossie milked already, let alone half of the morning's work done - so I guess I'd better run along. (Laura Lee piles her dishes on top of Mrs. Wilson's pile and exits.)

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, good mornin’, James. I thought I heard you come down. Did you sleep better last night?

James: Oh - not really.

Mrs. Wilson: (taking coffeepot, pours a cup and hands it to James.) Here, maybe this will make you feel better.

James: (moaning) I haven't had a good night's sleep in weeks.

Mrs. Wilson: (gently) Ever since you went with the Redlegs.

James: Oh, Ma - don't nag me. (begins to eat his breakfast)

Mrs. Wilson: I'm not naggin' you. I'm just concerned. . .

James: I'll get my strength back soon enough.

Mrs. Wilson: (sitting down to talk with her son) Soon enough for what?

James: (perplexed) Soon enough for what? I'm not plannin' on joinin' the army soon if that's what you mean.

Mrs. Wilson: No, I mean the corn.

James: What about it?

Mrs. Wilson: It's still in the field - you haven't started picking it.

James: Oh, don't worry about the corn, Ma. I'll see that it gets done.

Mrs. Wilson: I'm not worryin' about the corn- I was thinkin' about you. (slight pause) I know that corn wouldn't be still standin' in the field if there wasn't a pretty good reason.

James: Ma, - I've just been tired lately. Billy and me will get to it.

Mrs. Wilson: James, you've been tired before, but you've tried to keep steady at your work.

James: Ma, look, just don't worry -

Billy: 'Brought you the eggs, Ma.

Mrs. Wilson: (taking the eggs) Thanks. (exits with the hat to the kitchen.)

Billy: Say, Harvey Beck jus' stopped by on his way to town.

James: Oh, is that so?

Billy: Yep - he says Samuel Foster's joinin' up t' the army now that they got their corn crop in. Also said Henry Williams is thinking about goin'. Say, James - it's a high time you was a gettin’ up and gettin’ outside. There ain't nothin' purtier than a Missouri sunrise in September. You see the first few rays of sun (makes a sweeping gesture with hands) peepin' up over them maple trees -such beautiful color. (stops to look at his brother) Say, you still look plum wore out. When you gonna get back to feelin' better?

James: Before too long, I hope.

Billy: You've been sayin' that for weeks now -

James: Yes, I know. I do hope I get my strength back soon. I hate seeing you two have to take on my extra chores. Here I am - not bein' able to do a man's work, but Laura Lee's havin' to try to.

Billy: Oh -it's not that me an' Laura Lee mind doin' the chores. But - well, it just ain't the same, you know, chorin' with a girl. (James smiles)

Mrs. Wilson: (laughing) It's a good think Laura Lee didn't hear you. (hands hat to Billy) I think she's kind of taken to doing chores instead of dishes.

Billy: Oh dear - I'd best get out there and keep things under control, before she gets any girly harebrained ideas. (quickly exits)

Mrs. Wilson: (sits down once again; there is a slight pause before she speaks) James?

James: Hm?

Mrs. Wilson: It's your heart again, isn't it? (James doesn't answer) Are you having pains again?

James: Ma - mostly, I'm just very tired.

Mrs. Wilson: But you're havin’ pains again, aren't you?

James: (slight pause) Sometimes.

Mrs. Wilson: Well, then that answers that - we'll have to do something.

James: Do something? What is there to do? I'm resting, and trying to get my strength back. Billy and Laura Lee are doing all they can to keep up with the other chores.

Mrs. Wilson: We'll have to have hired help, that's all.

James: Hired help?

Mrs. Wilson: I don't see any other way.

James: But, Ma - we can't afford it. I've thought on it. I don't see how we could make it work.

Mrs. Wilson: I've thought on it as well. (standing, she wanders as she talks) I know we can't afford to pay much. And I tried to think of ways we could raise money to pay someone. But maybe we could offer room and board for part of the pay…

James: (thoughtfully) Yes, then it wouldn't cost us quite so much... but, Ma, are you sure you'd want to do that? It'd mean extra work for you and Laura Lee -

Mrs. Wilson: Right now I think I'm more fit to take on extra work than you are.

James: But Ma -

Mrs. Wilson: James, we can't afford to lose the corn in the field.

James: I know. Maybe I should at least try - Ma, I want so bad to be able to do it.

Mrs. Wilson: My mind is made up. The sooner we find some help, the better. (slight pause) Son, I would rather lose the corn than lose you.

Mrs. Wilson: Hello, Mrs. Perkins. Come on in. It's such a lovely evening for a visit.

Mrs. Perkins: I guess I can spare just a moment. . .but I can’t stay for very long. (The ladies are seated in their chairs and Mrs. Wilson continues her handwork.)

Mrs. Wilson: Do you have time for a cup of coffee?

Mrs. Perkins: Oh, goodness, no. But thank you anyway.

Mrs. Wilson: I'm sorry to hear that - maybe another time?

Mrs. Perkins: Oh, yes. Maybe later after, well - maybe later.

Billy: (somewhat surprised to see Mrs. Perkins) Oh! Well, hello there, Mrs. Perkins. Say, you made it clear into the house, without me runnin’ into ya. (Mrs. Perkins is not impressed.) Ma, I forgot to shut the pasture gate, and me and Kelly are gonna go take care of it. (takes a step toward the door.)

Mrs. Perkins: (correcting him) Kelly and I.

Billy: (incredulous) Really, Mrs. Pe'kins, are you sure you wanna go shut the gate?

Kelly: (laughing) Billy, laddy, I thoink she was just correctin’ yer grammar. (going to Mrs. Perkins and shaking her hand) Mrs. Perkins, It’s Kelly O’Connor I am, the Wilsons’ hired hand.

Mrs. Perkins: (nodding head) Nice to meet you.

Kelly: And likewise meetin’ you, Mrs. Pe'kins. Now, Billy and I had better be gettin’ to tha’ gate - (with a wink) that is, unliss you’d loike to join us? (putting his arm around Billy and leading him toward the door.) But enou’ chattin’ for us fellows, noo you ladies have a noice visit.

Billy: (opening the door) C’mon, Kelly, I’ll race ya to the gate - last one there has to shut it. (Billy takes off, quickly followed by Kelly.)

Mrs. Perkins: What a sweet young man. I’m sure he’s been a big help to you.

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, yes. He’s helped out so much on the farm, I don’t know what we would have done without him. And he and Billy have really become such good friends.

Mrs. Perkins: (rising to leave) Well, I should be going.

Mrs. Wilson: (also rising) It was nice to see you if even for a short visit. Do stop in when you have more time.

Mrs. Perkins: Oh, yes. When I have more time. (suddenly) Oh, how could I have forgotten! (digging in handbag) The very reason I stopped in. I just came from town, and there was a letter for your new hired hand - for Kelly. (finds letter and brings it out of handbag)

Mrs. Wilson: Oh, how thoughtful. (taking letter)

Mrs. Perkins: Now, I really must go.

Mrs. Wilson: Do stop in again when you can visit longer.

Mrs. Perkins: Oh, yes - I'll have to do that. Goodbye.

Mrs. Wilson: Goodbye. (Mrs. Perkins exits)

James: Mrs. Perkins leave already?

Mrs. Wilson: Yes, she just left. Why?

James: Well, if that don't beat all! That's surely the shortest visit she's ever made!

Mrs. Wilson: Yes, she did seem in an awful hurry. I hope nothin' is worrying' her.

James: No, when somethin' is on her mind, that's when she talks and talks.

James: (irritably) Another letter for Kelly?

Mrs. Wilson: Yes - does that bother you?

James: It doesn't bother me - I, I just can't figure him out.

Mrs. Wilson: What do you need to figure out?

James: What do we know about him?

Mrs. Wilson: I know he loves the Lord, and that's enough for me.

James: That's enough for you? Did you ever ask him where he came from? Did you ever stop to wonder why he's not joined the army? Don't you realize that you could have a traitor living right under our own roof?

Mrs. Wilson: A traitor?

James: Well, how do you know he's not a Southern sympathizer? There’s plenty about in this part of Missouri.

Mrs. Wilson: James - how can you say such a thing? He's loyal to the Union.

James: How do you know?

Mrs. Wilson: Why -he says so.

James: Isn't that exactly what a spy would say?

Mrs. Wilson: A spy! But he's here to help us with the farmwork.

James: And what a perfect way to fit himself into the community.

Mrs. Wilson: But he and Billy have become so close-

James: All the more reason to keep an eye on him.

Mrs. Wilson: How can you bear to talk like that?

Mrs. Wilson: James, I'll have no more of it-

James: I wish I had no more of him.

Billy: Goodness, James. What on earth is the matter?

Billy: Say, Ma - what's an imbecile? Is that some sorta flower?

Mrs. Wilson: (laughing) Not really - why do you ask?

Billy: Well, Mrs. Perkins said she shore thought you was good at raisin' 'em.

Mrs. Wilson: Oh! You didn't run into her again as she was leaving, did you?

Billy: Oh, no, Ma. (after short pause) I missed her by at least several inches.

Mrs. Wilson: Williams Andrews Wilson, you must slow down and watch where you are going! Someday you are going to seriously injure someone!

Billy: Really, Ma. I don’t try to run into people!

(Kelly enters through the front door)

Billy: There you are - I beat you by a mile - both there and back!

Kelly: (laughing) I had to stop and shut the gate - remember?

Mrs. Wilson: (going to table and getting letter) Oh, Kelly. Mrs. Perkins dropped off a letter for you.

Kelly: (taking letter from Mrs. Perkins) And tha’ was so though’ful o’ her. (to James) Oy, James, I thoink we ough’ t’ keep ahn eye on ol’ Bossie – looks loike she’s due to calve onny diey. (slips letter into a pocket, and turns back to Billy) Now, how about tha’ game o’ checkers?

Billy: (Billy and Kelly begin to exit toward bedrooms) Ok, but this time you have to move first.

Kelly: Laddie, I be thinkin’ it was me who started lighst time -

Billy: I’m sure I did….

James: (after Billy and Kelly have exited, James nods toward bedroom area.) I still don’t like it.

Mrs. Wilson: (gently) You don’t like it? Or you don’t like him? What's really bothering you, Son?

James: Ma, all my friends have gone to war - fightin' for what they believe, and here I am, too weak to even take care of my own family. Why, some of the fellers I grew up with have been in battle, and been injured - some of them have died in this war, Ma. And here I am, s'posin' to be restin', count of my heart.

Mrs. Wilson: James, we have friends who have lost loved ones on both sides of this war. Maybe stayin' home and not bein' part of the killin' ain't so bad.

James: Ma, you know there's no room for neutrality - either you're for the United States, or you're against ‘em.

Mrs. Wilson: You know I support the Union, James. And we do what we can t' help.

James: What we can? What is that? Those stockin's you're always knittin'? Is that all we can do? Ma, our land is being torn apart ‘cause of the warrin' and hatin'. People are dyin' and crops are bein' destroyed -what difference is one pair of stockings gonna' make?

Mrs. Wilson: James, receivin' a pair of stockings can make a big difference - if you’re a cold and lonely soldier who has none. (slight pause) James, I understand how you feel, but why take your frustration out on Kelly?

James: Ma, I'm still here 'cause I got no choice in the matter. If Kelly was half the man you think he is - he'd be fighting t' put the rebellion down, too. He ain't got no reason not to.

Mrs. Wilson: Just because he hasn't told the reason, it doesn't mean he doesn't have one.

James: It don't matter. I know he’s helped get things done here on the farm, but just as soon as I get back on my feet - he'll have to go.

Isaac: So where do they say we're headed?

Seth: They usually don't say.

Isaac: Well, what kind of things do you hear?

Jake: I heared that we're to join up with Sherman's outfit.

Johnny: I heard that we're gonna join up with Grant's forces.

Jake: Which one d'ya think it is?

Johnny: Don't have any idea. (shakes head)

Seth: Does seem like Grant's men have been seein' an awful lot of action.

Jake: The newspapers are full of it. Sounds like he's plannin' on wipin' Lee right off the Virginyee map.

Isaac: Which newspapers are ya readin'? Why at Wilderness, they say Lee's killed two of our men for every Rebel that the Union killed.

Johnny: That don't sound good. That's no way to win a war.

Seth: Might not be as bad as it appears.

Johnny: How in the world can that be?

Seth: Well, the way I figure - even at that rate, Lee's bound to run out of men, long before the Union does. (All respond thoughtfully over the logic.)

Jake: That's true - ol' Lincoln jus' keeps callin' for more recruits.

Isaac: That may work for the army, but it don't bade too well for me.

Jake: How's that?

Isaac: I may kill fifty of them rebels - but iffen they kill even one of me, (thumb to chest) I'm a goner.

Johnny: I'd hate to never see my family again --

Jake: Me too. (all nod in agreement)

Seth: But we've got a job to do, boys. If them Rebels think they can disband our nation for every cause - soon every state will be runnin' away - then what will we have?

Isaac: Not much.

Seth: So let's pack up our stuff and be ready to move.

Isaac: Yeah, we've got to stand for what's right.

Johnny: We've got to stand for the Union.

Seth: That’s our battle cry - so let’s rally round the flag, boys!

Kelly: (taking a sniff) As shore as yer born, somethin’ smells mighty good. Yer ma shore is a good cook. I can hardly watt fo’ suppe’time –pitchin’ all that hay shore does make a lad hungry.

James: (barely looking up from his work) Ma says it will be ready shortly.

Kelly: (trying to be friendly) And Bossie’s bonnie calf is doin’ well –

James: Yes, I know. (almost as an afterthought) Oh, there was another letter for you. (finds it among his pile of papers and hands it to Kelly.)

Kelly: (reaching out to take it) Thonks. I guess I'll be readin’ it - tha is if Mrs. Wilson isn't ready with supper quoite yet. (seeing no response from James, he exits to the bedroom area.)

Laura Lee: (entering with plates to set the table) Oh, I thought I heard Kelly.

James: He got another letter - he's upstairs reading it. (looks up from his work) Strange thing is - this one's from a different fellow.

Laura Lee: James. You're snoopin'.

James: No - just keeping a feel for what's goin' on in this house.

Laura Lee: (setting plates down on the table) Another man's mail is none of your business.

James: It is if he's a troublemaker -

Laura Lee: Kelly is no troublemaker. He's an excellent worker, and honest - and he’s been so good for Billy.

James: You may think so, but we don't know nothin' about him. 'Cept that he keeps gettin’ these letters from someone back east.

Laura Lee: (almost frustrated) And that makes him a Southern spy?

James: Could be. (slight pause) Or it could be just letters from some gal - using the same last name to disguise the fact that he's writin' a girl.

Laura Lee: Why would he do that?

James: That's a good question. It almost seems like he's got somethin' to hide. And I'd like to find out what it is.

Mrs. Wilson: (entering with silverware) Oh, James. Are you goin' on about Kelly again?

James: Just askin' a few questions.

Laura Lee: And sneakin' about his mail.

Mrs. Wilson: (looking sternly at James) James - you didn't!

James: I didn't open it or nothin'. I just happen to watch who the letters come from. Nothin' harmful 'bout that I s'pose. (begins to gather papers together)

Mrs. Wilson: Unless it was your mail. Somehow I don't think you would like someone snooping over every letter you got.

Laura Lee: Well, he don't get too many.

Mrs. Wilson: That's enough - we're not going to bicker over this. (starts setting the table) Now, let's get ready for supper. There's no sense in lettin' an argument ruin our appetites.

Mrs. Wilson: I just wish James could see how his bitterness is makin' him so unhappy.

Laura Lee: And those around him as well.

Mrs. Wilson: (smiling) Only if we let it, Laura Lee. We, too, must choose between forgiveness and bitterness.

Laura Lee: (thoughtfully) Say, Ma. Have you noticed that Mrs. Perkins’ doesn’t visit as much as she used to?

Mrs. Wilson: (smiling) And even when she does visit, it isn’t for very long. (after a slight pause) I don't know - sometimes when we're visiting, she just suddenly stops and changes the conversation. (thoughtfully) It's almost as if she has some secret that she's keepin'.

Laura Lee: (laughing) Mrs. Perkins keepin' a secret? I doubt it.

Billy: (entering front door) M-m -m! I do believe I smell an apple pie with my name on it.

Laura Lee: Yours, and everyone else's name as well. But you're just in time, we're almost ready to eat.

Billy: Say, Laura Lee, do you think Kelly's got himself a girl?

Laura Lee: William Andrews Wilson- that's not your business!

Billy: Yeah, that's what you'd 'spect a sister to say. But James, he thinks either Kelly's got a Southern girl - or else he's a spy for the Rebels.

Laura Lee: Billy, how dare you say such a thing. Kelly's been such a help to us here on the farm - and you two have become such friends.

Billy: Oh, I know. I don't b'lieve none of that stuff that James tells me. But - don’t it sound kind of adventuresome to have a spy livin' in your house though - why you could-

Mrs. Wilson: (interrupting Billy) You could do no such thing, William Andrews Wilson. Now, will you please call James and Kelly for supper?

Laura Lee: Why Kelly, are you all right?

Billy: You don't look well - uh maybe you'd better sit down. (pushing chair towards Kelly) Here, you'd better have a seat. (Kelly slowly slumps into the chair.)

Mrs. Wilson: Laura Lee, pour a cup of water, would you?

Kelly: (after taking a small sip from the cup) It’s fine I’ll be - I just had somewha’ of a shock. I - uh. (slight pause) Mrs. Wilson, I'll be leavin’ in the mornin'.

Mrs. Wilson, Laura Lee, and Billy: Leavin'?

Kelly: James has ahlways side tha’ he onnly wante’ me here as long as need be fo’ the fa’m. The crops ah in, - and you don' have much wheat this yea’.

Mrs. Wilson: But you don't have to go now. There will be the corn to harvest this fall --

Kelly: True that be, Mrs. Wilson, but hopefully-- Well, James is getting’ strronger. Maybe he will be bette’ by then.

Laura Lee: But where will you go?

Kelly: I thought I’d be joinin’ up to the army. Maybe I’ll be trackin’ down Johnny’s regimen’ and seein' if I can jine up with them.

Laura Lee: Johnny's regiment?

Kelly: But it’s no fahmily - (stops abruptly but continues after a slight pause) An maybe Johnny could use a cheerrful word frrom home.

Mrs. Wilson: Are you sure that's what you want to do?

Kelly: Mrs. Wilson, I shore do be wantin’ t’ thank you for yer Christian hospitality ove’ the past few months. But I think ‘tis what I need to do be doin’ now. I would have jined before, but I -- Well, the reson no longer exists.

Billy: Ah, Kelly- are ya sure ya hafta go?

Kelly: It’s sorry I’m bein’, Billy. (starting toward the bedroom exit) I think I'll be packin’ my things noo.

Laura Lee: But your supper - are you sure you don't want to eat first?

Kelly: Thank you, Mrs. Wilson, but hungry I’m not just noo.

Mrs. Wilson: Well, whatever it is, we'll be prayin' for you, Kelly.

Kelly: Thanks, Mrs. Wilson. That means mo’ than you'll know. (exits to bedroom area)

Mrs. Wilson: (concerned and thoughtful) I wonder what that was all about.

Laura Lee: (suddenly) The pie! (exits quickly to the kitchen)

Billy: Oh, Laura Lee, tell me you didn't burn it. (follows to the kitchen)

James: (entering from bedroom area) What's the matter with Kelly?

Mrs. Wilson: I don't know - it must have been somethin’ in the letter - he said he'd had a shock.

James: His girl must've jilted him. Happens all the time.

Mrs. Wilson: He's planning on leavin' in the mornin'.

James: Oh - that so?

Mrs. Wilson: He's gonna join up t' the war.

James: Union or Confederate?

Mrs. Wilson: James!

James: Are you tellin' me that you don't find anything suspicious about all this?

Mrs. Wilson: Well, there are certainly some unanswered questions, but that doesn't mean he's a spy or criminal.

James: You're just standin' up for him because he says he's a Christian. Some day you'll see.

Mrs. Wilson: James, I hope someday that you see. You've become bitter and you're lettin' this bitterness control you. You need to learn to forgive, but more importantly, you need the Savior’s forgiveness.

James: Forgiveness? I haven’t murdered anyone, stole nothin’. Why do I need forgiveness? Besides, this country is at war. We don't need forgiveness; what we need is peace.

Mrs. Wilson: James, this war will end some day. Hopefully, some day soon. But you will never have peace - peace in your heart - until you have peace with God. I only pray that someday you will see that you do have a need to be forgiven.

Jed: (peering into the distance) You know, you can see for miles from up here on Kennesaw Mountain.

Zach: And see right down into Marietta. The town looks so peaceful right now --

Joel: Yeah, but if Sherman's troops make it here, won't that all change!

Zach: Ah - he wouldn't think of meetin' us here.

Mitchell: Oh, you never know what them Generals might think of doin'.

Jed: Well, if they'd think of attacking us with this position -why, we'd whip 'em plain and simple!

Joel: Oh, I'd pity ol' Sherman and his boys. Why, if they tried to come up here, they'd be easy as pie to pick 'em off, one by one.

Zach: You think he'd try and run his troops up this mountain?

Joel: Nah - I'd think he'd try to outflank us.

Mitchell: You never know - we are in a good position, and up here we control both the highway and the railroad. Might be as he'd think it'd be worth tryin' somethin' crazy over.

Jed: Well, you'd think ol' Sherman is crazy. They say he's out to destroy everything he can in the south. He takes livestock and grain for his army - and what he can't use, he burns or kills.

Zach: And that's why we've got t' stop him. Someone has to defend our farms and families against him.

Joel: Oh we will. Ain't no Yankee gonna make it up here against us.

Jed: Ah, them Yankees is sissies. They couldn't take Jakesburg, so what do they do? They lay siege to the town.

Joel: Well, if they can't fight us out, maybe their only chance is to starve us out! (laughing)

Mitchell: Well, you can laugh if you want, but eventu'ly a feller's got t' eat.

Joel: Yeah, but we'll have them Yankees whipped long before they run out of food in Jakesburg.

Jed: Yeah. And hopefully before we run out of food as well.

Mitchell: Sherman is doing a powerful good job of wreckin' the crops.

Joel: Well, hopefully, the war will be over soon and we can all go home.

Zach: Yeah, if the Yanks would just go home, we could go back to ours as well.

Joel: Yeah - back to Dixie.

Jed: Oh, the day that I'll be going home to Dixie!