A Daughter of the Union

by Lucy Foster Madison

For Arkansas and North Carolina now have both gone out;

And let another rousing cheer for Tennessee be given.

The single star of the bonnie Blue Flag has grown to be eleven.’”

“Three cheers for the bonnie Blue Flag,” called a voice and with a shout the soldiers responded.

“Now three for our beloved president, Jefferson Davis! And three for the Confederacy!” The men responded lustily.

“And three cheers and a tiger for Miss Bob, the child of the regiment,” shouted another enthusiastically.

These had scarcely died away when some one called. “Why can’t the ‘Little Yank’ give us a song?”

“Yes, yes; the ‘Little Yank,’” came from all sides.

For a moment Jeanne hesitated, and then she stepped forward into the place which Bob had vacated. Her heart beat fast as she looked into the expectant faces before her.

“I will sing of a flag too,” she said in clear thrilling tones. With a quick motion she drew the stars and stripes from her bosom and shaking out its folds began earnestly: