When you think of all the trust that Morgan puts in him, it
ought to make us glad we have our boy to give him.
Mrs. S. Yes, glad; I am glad, Phillip. I'm proud of every way we
help the South. And what of Gordon Cabell and Carter Hillary? Are they
with Morgan, too?
Col. S. They're Morgan's scouts. They, with five other men, have
saved the army more than once. They know the roads for miles and miles.
Sometimes they are away for weeks, and then they turn up with some news
that means the life of Morgan's army.
Mrs. S. (looking up). But Phil, the sun has almost set, the dew
is falling: we'd best go in. You musn't take a cold and on the last day
here.
[They rise.
Col. S. We'll walk down through the garden; we must go there.
Mrs. S. I left that for the last. I knew you wanted to go down
to--the grave.
Col. S. (quiet for a moment, then with an effort). He loved this
home, didn't he, mother?
Mrs. S. Yes, he was very happy here. That tree near by the
gate--the one we call "Phil's tree"--is the place I love best now.
[She takes his hand and quietly they exit (Right) by gate leading
to graveyard.
[Enter from the house Aunt Marthy with a small bell in in her
hand.
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