The girl smiled tenderly.
"They're for revenge—"
"Revenge?"
"Yes. The next ward is full of Yankees. I'm going to heap coals of fire on their heads—come—"
The last luscious peach and bunch of grapes had been distributed and the last soldier in blue had murmured:
"God bless you, Miss!"
Jennie paused at the door and waved her hand in friendly adieu to the hungry, homesick eyes that still followed her.
She brushed a tear from her cheek and whispered:
"That's for my Big Brother. I'll tell him about it some day. He's still in the Union—but he's mine!"