"Be a brave little rebel, honey--_for me_!" He released her and began to mount the ladder leading to the scuttle in the ceiling; but halfway up he paused, as Virgie checked him with a solemn question: "Daddy--would Gen'ral Lee want me to tell that lie ?" "Yes, dear," he answered slowly, thoughtfully; "this once! And, if ever you see him, ask him, and he'll tell you so himself.

God help you, darling; it's for General Lee--and _you_!" The littlest rebel sighed, as though a weight had been lifted from her mind, and she cocked her head at the sound of louder hoof-beats on the carriage road.
"All right, Daddy-man.

I'll tell--a _whopper_!".