“Do you suppose there was fighting here?”
“It’s very likely,” said Elizabeth. “There’s got to be fighting,” she went on a little impatiently. “Everything we have has been fought and suffered for, Herbert. Why, look!”
She pulled the old horse up and climbing out of the wagon went to the side of the road.
“Here is a marker with an inscription on it!”
Even Herbert showed interest.
“Do you think Joe’ll stand?” he asked.
“Either that or he’ll lie down,” answered Elizabeth gayly. “He won’t run, that’s certain.”
Together the two read the inscription:
First Shot at Gettysburg
July 1, 1863, 7.30 A.M.
By Captain Jones, Lieut. Riddler and Serg. Shafer