Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/189

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WHAT JONATHAN FOUND TO TAKE HER PLACE

HE whole little town was in the Square, and were as crazy as old Jake. But it wasn't, like his, that they all wanted to fight the rebels. It was just the other way. For the boys had been coming home in rough pine boxes mighty fast of late. They wanted to fight—but not the rebels. Something safer. There was a good deal of bad whisky about just as I told Jon—and more hard talk. A few was for "On to Richmond"—for the others. Some was for shooting Burnside. Others was just crazy to tell what they would do if they was Lincoln or Davis. But I didn't hear a soul who was crazy to enlist. A couple of houses were illuminated to show that they were Union. And it was strange that these were houses where the Union flag in the window was tied 173