As she stood there Polly’s familiar call sounded from the highway “Who-whoo-who!” and Roxy quickly responded and a moment later Polly came running up the slope.
“Here I am, Roxy-Doxy,” she called smilingly. “I came over to hear all about the Yankee soldier.” And hand in hand the girl whose home was in the Maryland hills, and the little Yankee girl walked toward the swing under the big butternut tree.
The Stories in this Series are:
A YANKEE GIRL AT FORT SUMTER
A YANKEE GIRL AT BULL RUN
A YANKEE GIRL AT SHILOH
A YANKEE GIRL AT ANTIETAM
A YANKEE GIRL AT GETTYSBURG (in press)