Winth. They're in the river. Ready! Aim! Fire!
[A volley of shots.
Hop. They're stopped--some down. Charge! Capture!
[Exit soldiers.
Evans. Watch the kid in baby blue.
[He rises higher than the others and fires. There's a feeble
return of the fire (off Right).
Winth. (springs to his feet). God! No! Bev!
Hop. Down, man!
[Winthrop staggers; is about to fall; Hopkins catches him; eases
him to the ground.
Where?
Winth. Here in the side.
[Hopkins presses his handkerchief to wound.
It was little Bev.
Hop. No; you are wounded.
Winth. I'm all right. See to the boy.
[Re-enter soldiers with four Confederate soldiers wounded.
They place them on the blankets.
Hop. Come; look for the little boy who had the flag.
[He exits with two men.
A Wounded Soldier. Was little Stuart--killed?
Winth. (raising himself with an effort). I do not know.
The Soldier (barely able to speak). He joined us not a half hour
ago--first venture in army--last one of boys--had the flag.
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