The Littlest Rebel

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- Thank you. That will be all, Moses.

- Yes, ma'am.

May I have some of

those cookies, Miss Virgie?

Of course you may.

James Henry.

Serve these cookies to Master Harold

and wipe his chin.

Yes, ma'am, Miss Virgie.

Another portion of ice cream

for you, Miss Gladys?

No, thank you, I've had enough.

There ain't no more ice cream, Miss Virgie.

I'll only ask them once. I won't coax.

More cake or ice cream for you,

Master Philip?

Nothing more for me, thank you.

Would you care for more ice cream,

Master Harold?

Yes.

Perhaps you would rather have another nice,

great big piece of cake.

No,just ice cream.

Is this for me?

Course not.

Serve it to young Master Harold.

Seems like he could've just

reached over and took it...

instead of this roundabout way.

That child of yours

is certainly the perfect hostess.

She takes after her mother.

I can easily understand

why you two worship her.

I'm afraid that's a failing

common to all parents.

Listen, everyone. Listen!

How would you like to see Uncle Billy dance?

All right,James Henry.

Let's get going, son.

James Henry?

How about you dancing too?

Oh, no, ma'am, Miss Virgie.

The body is willing,

but the feet just stays too close to the ground.

Come, dear. Excuse yourself for a moment.

Some other little friends want to see you.

Will you please excuse me

for a minute?

Yes, Miss Virgie.

Now, you took some gumption and talk

right out to Miss Virgie. Don't be scared.

Hello, Sally Anne.

Hello, Dinah.

- Hello.

- Go on now, Sally Anne.

Miss Virgie...

Please, ma'am...

We all done come here

to wish you many happy -

- happy-

- Returns.

That's it!

Many happy returns of the day.

And we all done made you a doll,

and here it is.

Miss Virgie, there was more

I had to say, but-

Mammy, I forgot it.

You said everything, Sally Anne.

Don't you worry.

This is the very nicest present I got.

Thank you ever so much.

Yes, indeed, children. It was very thoughtful

and sweet. Come now, dear.

I'll see you later,

and I'll save you some cake.

We'll be waiting!

I hope you'll excuse me, Miss Virgie...

if I don't bow very low,

but these britches are too tight.

That's perfectly all right, Master Harold.

Just bow as far as you can.

That's far enough.

Be careful.

- Captain Cary?

- There's Cary.

- Here.

Fort Sumter was fired on this morning, sir.

War is declared.

You are to present yourself at the armory

immediately, sir, with horse and sidearms.

All men of the Richmond Graves

report in the city before nightfall.

Captain Cary, send a slave down the valley

to report the news.

I'm riding north among the river plantations.

Thank you, sir.

Hurrah!

Come on, boy.

Listen, you get the children.

I'll meet you outside at the carriage.

Isn't this terrible?

What are we going to do?

- I reckon I'd better get your things together.

- I'll leave as soon as I can.

Mrs. Cary, I think we ought

to get the children home.

- The road may be filled with soldiers before night.

- That's true.

We'll be mobilizing

tonight and tomorrow.

- Tom, get the carriages ready

as quickly as you can.

- Yes, ma'am.

Come on, darling.

We've got to hurry.

Good-bye, Miss Virgie.

Wait for me!

Bye, Miss Virgie.

Bye, Miss Virgie.

Take him right away, boss.

There you go. Come on! Come on!

- Good-bye, Mr. Cary.

- Good-bye.

Come on here,Jimmy.

Hold it.

Uncle Billy...

I don't think it was very polite

to chase everybody out of my party like that.

Their mammies have

to get 'em home quick.

You see, honey child,

there's going to be a war.

What's a war?

Well, a war is a lot

of soldiers and battles...

where men kill each other with guns.

Really and truly kill each other?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Why?

Seem like to me, honey,

no one knows why.

I hear a white gentleman say there's a man

up North who wants to free the slaves.

What does that mean,

"free the slaves''?

I don't know what it means myself.

It's funny, isn't it?

There's Daddy! It's Daddy!

My daddy's the best soldier

in the whole army.

Ready, halt!

Company, march!

Oh,James Henry,

you always do it wrong.

I see the Yankees here last week.

When they say " march,'' they starts.

When they say " halt,'' they stops.

Well, that's just why I do it different.

I wouldn't do anything

those Yankees do!

Look! Here they come again,

Miss Virgie! Look!

- Come on!

- Come on, Miss Virgie! They might hurt you!

- Come on, Miss Virgie.

- I'm not going to run.

- They's liable to hurt you.

- I just won't budge.

- I'll show them I'm not afraid.

- I is!

- Ain't you a speck afraid, Miss Virgie?

- No, I'm not.

What are you afraid of them for?

Oh, honey child, them Yankees is mighty powerful.

They can even change the weather.

- Yes?

- Whenever they come around...

I never know whether

it's winter or summer.

I'm shiverin' and sweatin'

at the same time.

- Go and tell Mother they're coming.

- I think I better.

Troops, halt!

Good Lord, Miss Virgie!

You is startin' another war!

- Who did that?

- I did.

- Well, you're truthful anyway.

- My mommy and daddy

taught me never to tell a lie.

They're right. Who are you?

- I'm a Confederate.

- So you're a little rebel, eh?

I'm not a rebel. My daddy said so.

I'm a Confederate.

- Your daddy a soldier?

- He's the best soldier in the whole world.

- Is he around here now?

- I wouldn't tell you if he was.

Got a lot of spunk, haven't you?

- Well, I'm not afraid of you.

- Well, I'm glad you're not.

I think it'd be awful if a nice,

little girl like you were afraid of me.

Nevertheless, you better

mind your manners, young lady...

and don't use that slingshot again.

I wish I was in Dixie

Hooray, hooray

In Dixieland I'll take my stand

To live and die in Dixie

Away, away

Away down South in Dixie

Away, away

Away down South in Dixie

- Mommy?

- Yes, Virgie.

When is Daddy

coming to see us again?

Oh, we can't tell, darling. He's a long

distance away, and it's not so easy as it was.

- Why isn't it?

- Because we're in enemy territory now.

What does " enemy territory'' mean?

Well, it means that the Yankees have captured

this land, and it doesn't belong to us anymore.

And every time that Daddy comes to see us,

he has to cross through the enemy lines...

and that's very dangerous.

I can't understand it.

I say my prayers every night...

and I say a special prayer

for Daddy to come and see us...

but it doesn't seem to do any good.

So yesterday I started

praying in the daytime too.

I prayed twice yesterday,

and I prayed three times today.

I'm sure it'll work now, Mommy.

Here comes Daddy!

It's Daddy!

- Massa Cary.

- Uncle Billy.

Tears?

Joy!

Me too, Daddy. Look.

Southerners never cry.

- Oh, what are these things then?

- Raindrops.

- On a sunshiny day? Aww!

- Ohh!

Can you stay long this time, Daddy?

Not this time either, darling.

I have to get right on.

I'll see if Rosabelle

has your lunch ready.

- Are they getting a fresh horse for me?

- Everybody knows just what to do.

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