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Dorothea felt that since the war began, she had sunk into a nightmare from which she could not wake up. A few months ago, bad news came from the front that her brother Roy had died of an infected wound. He brought back a large amount of sulfonamides from Britain that year, saving the lives of many soldiers of the Southern Army. However, as the war dragged on, those sulfonamides were quickly depleted. As a result, by the time Roy himself needed it, not even a single piece of sulfonamide could be found in the entire legion.

When the news of Roy's death broke, Mr. Odd was devastated. Since the death of his wife, his wise and sensible son has been his last hope, and now, the pillars supporting the building have fallen, and the whole building has collapsed with a bang. Only two months after his son's death, Mr. Odeh, who was just fifty years old, seemed to have aged by more than twenty years at once. His head was white, his face was thin, and his cloudy eyes were sunken deeply, and from a distance they looked like skeletons with a layer of skin. Mr. Odeh's spirit was also completely broken, and he now barely spoke to people, and even didn't even recognize people very well, even Dorothea, who sometimes took him minutes to recognize. As for the other servants in the house, he didn't even recognize any of them.

Dorothea, who had never been in charge of anything, had to start supporting the family, and now, she was in charge of every expense of the family. Dorothea immediately realized how fortunate her father had been, and most of the family's money had been used to buy Union bonds, and the remaining cash was pitiful. Fortunately, the plantation can produce a lot of daily necessities, but there are not many things that can be used to buy outside, and now that the supplies are so tight, there is actually nothing to buy with money.

Sometimes, after a busy day, Dorothea would drag her tired body and climb into bed after settling down for a while, and she would always pray to God devoutly, praying that God would let her wake up and realize that these things, any war, and all other qiē were just a nightmare. Tomorrow morning, Roy will call her again, calling her "little lazy cat", and Daddy will change back to his old self, and she will be the carefree twelve-year-old girl again. But every time Dorothea woke up the next day from her tear-soaked pillow, she showed that her prayers were not answered.

"The war is coming to an end! No matter who wins or loses, let's get it done! Dorothea prayed. Perhaps this time his prayer was heard, and an even bigger nightmare came at her.

"Miss Dorothea, Miss Dorothea, something is wrong! There's a big mess! Lady Stephen, the housekeeper, ran in a panic, shouting as she ran.

"What's the matter, Lady Stephen." Dorothea asked.

"The North Yankee, the North Yanke is coming!" Lady Stephen shouted in a panic.

"How is this possible? Isn't the North still on the other side of the Mississippi River? Dorothea panicked as well.

"It's true, Miss Dorothea!" Mrs. Stephen said hurriedly, "I heard from them, the North Yankees have come ashore over there, and are coming towards us, what should we do?" ”

"Don't panic, don't panic, calm down, calm down." Dorothea said that she knew that she was no longer a little girl with a father and a brother to rely on, and that at this time she had to calm herself down, and that although she was only a fifteen-year-old girl, and that she had only been qualified to go to the dance a few days ago in the years of peace, she had to carry the family on her shoulders.

"It should be fine. War is a soldier's business, and they probably won't harass the inhabitants at will. With a bit of luck, Dorothea said.

However, her illusions were shattered in the blink of an eye. Just to the south, smoke began to rise, and the smoke rose higher and higher, and in a matter of moments, it almost obscured half of the sky.

"This is the North Yankee setting fires, over there is Uncle Thorn's plantation, it must be their plantation that has been burned!" Dorothea thought.

"Quick, hide everything in the cellar!" Dorothea shouted.

"What do you put in there?" Mrs. Stephen asked in a panic.

"All of it, all of its value, all of it that will be used in the future!" Dorothea shouted, "Quick, we're going to hide all these things before the North arrives!" ”

The servants of the house carried all sorts of things into the cellar one after another, what clothes, what Dorothea's mother's ornaments, what food, and ......

Old Mr. Odd stood there like a stone statue, his eyes straight at what he was looking at, and the servants were running around him in a panic, but he did not react at all. Dorothea also walked past Mr. Odd with a pile of bedding in her arms, and accidentally dropped something on the floor, so she lowered her head and began to check it.

"Doro...... Dorothea ......," said old Mr. Odeh.

It was too noisy to be heard by Dorothea at first, and Old Odd took another step towards Dorothea: "Dorothe...... Dorothea ......"

"Huh? Who? Dorothea turned her head and saw Mr. Odd standing in front of him.

"Dad? What's the matter? Dorothea was taken aback.

"How...... What's wrong? Mr. Odd asked with difficulty, his voice like a wheel that hadn't been oiled in a long time.

"The North is coming, we have to hide everything before!" Dorothea said. Now that time was pressing, she didn't have time to talk to her father in detail, so she ran in the direction of the cellar with those things.

"Northern...... "......Mr. Odd repeated with difficulty," Mr. Odd repeated, "the Northern...... Yankee! ”

……

"Dad, let's go, the North is here." Hiding her things in a panic, Dorothea wanted to take Mr. Odd away, no matter where she went.

"Nope! Take...... Take my ...... It's mine...... Guns are coming! Mr. Odd said.

"Daddy! Don't make a fuss! Dorothea shouted, "Lady Stephen, help me get my father into the carriage!" Fast! ”

Dorothea and Mrs. Stephen did their best to get Mr. Audi into the carriage who tried to resist, and by this time the servants and the free black laborers of the plantation were mostly gone.

"Will you drive a carriage?" Dorothea asked.

"No, I won't." Mrs. Stephen replied.

"Then I'll try it myself, and I'll do it!" Dorothea, raising her whip, recalling the way the servants had used to drive the carriages, flung it forward......

After a lot of effort, Dorothea finally managed to control the carriage.

"Miss Dorothea, where are we going?" Mrs. Stephen asked.

"Don't ask me, I don't know!" Dorothea flicked her whip and replied, "All I know is that I want to stay as far away as I can from the Yankees, a little farther away!" ”

"Miss Dorothea, look, look! Our estate...... Our estate! Lady Stephen's voice was filled with tears.

Dorothea hurriedly stopped the carriage, and when she looked back, she saw that in the direction they had just left, several thick black plumes of smoke had risen, and standing on the carriage, she could faintly see the red flames rising under the pillars of smoke.

"Damn the Northerners!" Dorothea scolded viciously, "Sit tight, we're going to hurry!" ”

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But even if they were faster, they didn't get far. A squad of Federation cavalry stopped them almost in the blink of an eye.

"Stop! Stop it! A horseman rudely snatched Dorothea's reins from the side and pulled the carriage back.

"Come down, all down! Get down! An officer of the Union Cavalry yelled.

Dorothea trembled, not knowing whether she was angry or frightened. But in front of a dozen cavalrymen, what ability did she have to resist?

Mrs. Stephen helped Dorothea out of the carriage, and then helped Mr. Odd out of the carriage. Mr. Odd stood there dumbfounded, seemingly completely confused as to what was going on.

"I announce! This carriage has been requisitioned by the federal government! The officer who took the lead said in an arrogant, shameless tone, and waved his hand to signal his soldiers to pull the carriage away.

Dorothea glared at the officer, and if the anger in her heart could erupt from her eyes, the North Yankees on the other side must have turned into roast pigs.

"Federal Government...... Federal government...... The federal government ......" Old Mr. Odd stood there dumbfounded, muttering the word in his mouth, and suddenly he roared loudly: "You damned Northerners! He shouted at him as he lunged at one of the soldiers.

"Bang!" At the sound of a gunshot, old Mr. Odd stopped at once, and he turned his head with all his might, and saw white smoke rising from the revolver in the hand of one of the horsemen next to him.

"Bang!" Another shot, old Mr. Odd shook his headlong and fell headlong into the road.

"Ahh Mrs. Stephen exclaimed, and then put her hand into her mouth in fear, as if fearing that a louder cry would attract a bullet.

"Daddy! Father! Dorothea threw herself beside old Mr. Odd and cried out bitterly.

"Those who dare to attack the Union army are traitors! You can all shoot on the spot! The officer said coldly, "Take the carriage and let's go!" ”

"Holding two women?" It was said.

"Let them go! I don't kill women anyway! The officer replied.

With the sound of horses' hooves, the cavalry, along with the carriages, went away.

"Daddy, Daddy," Dorothea cried out to Mr. Odd as she reached out and stroked his face.

"Dorothea," Mr. Odd struggled to open his eyes, "I can't do it, you listen to me......"

"No, Daddy, you're alright, it's alright...... Dorothea sobbed silently.

"Listen to me, son," said Mr. Odeh, with difficulty, "send me back to the manor and bury me in ...... Bury it next to your mom...... And also...... Promise me...... Certain...... Be sure to keep the manor! ”

Dorothea took her father's hand and nodded with tears in her eyes. Mr. Odd stretched out his other hand to wipe Dorothea's tears, and whispered:

"My baby, how beautiful you look...... It's a pity that Dad can't see you in your wedding dress...... Go...... It's time to go to church......"

Old Mr. Odd's words came to an abrupt end, and his hand in the air fell limply.

"Daddy!" Dorothea threw herself on Mr. Odd and wept bitterly.

After a long time, Dorothea looked up and straightened her knees.

"Miss Dorothea, now, what shall we do now?"

Dorothea struggled to pick up the body of old Mr. Odd - old Odd was already very thin, so even Dorothea could barely pick him up, "Let's go back, I'm going to send Daddy to Mommy!" I want to keep the manor! ”