“Washington agreed that it was fierce, and said that he’d do something about it, so the next act shows him at the house of Betsy Ross. He said to her, ‘Mrs. Ross, we ain’t got no flag. Ain’t it fierce? What shall we do about it?’”
“They didn’t have a very large vocabulary,” laughed Margaret.
“But the American spirit was there,” insisted Mrs. Morton.
“What did Betsy say,” inquired Ethel Brown.
“Mrs. Ross said, ‘It is fierce. You hold the baby, George, and I’ll make you something right off.’”
“Isn’t that perfectly delicious!” gurgled Dorothy.
“And that last realistic scene took place in this little house!” said Mrs. Morton, shaking with mirth. “It belongs to the city now, so Betsy’s patriotism and industry are remembered by many visitors.”
“Here’s Grandfather’s contribution to this moment,” smiled Helen as she brought out still another of her type-written sheets, and read some lines by Minna Irving.
“BETSY’S BATTLE FLAG
“From dusk till dawn the livelong night