[Army Life in a Black Regiment by Thomas Wentworth Higginson]@TWC D-Link bookArmy Life in a Black Regiment CHAPTER 8 21/22
She crowed and gurgled and made gestures with her little fists, and screamed out what seemed to be her advice on the military situation, as freely as if she had been a newspaper editor.
Except that it was rather difficult to understand her precise direction, I do not know but the whole Rebel force might have been captured through her plans.
And at any rate, I should much rather obey her orders than those of some generals whom I have known; for she at least meant no harm, and would lead one into no mischief. However, at last the danger, such as it was, would be all over, and the ladies would be induced to go peacefully to bed again; and Annie would retreat with them to her ignoble cradle, very much disappointed, and looking vainly back at the more martial scene below.
The next morning she would seem to have forgotten all about it, and would spill her bread and milk by the fire as if nothing had happened. I suppose we hardly knew, at the time, how large a part of the sunshine of our daily lives was contributed by dear little Annie.
Yet, when I now look back on that pleasant Southern home, she seems as essential a part of it as the mocking-birds or the magnolias, and I cannot convince myself that in returning to it I should not find her there.
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