The Sun Shines Bright Page #3

He must've been all of 8 years old!

And now comrades, we have some

very important business to conduct.

Lewt.

Now all of you as wear eyeglasses...

I want you to come forward

and inspect the picture...

...of General Fairfield, closely.

And them as ain't got glasses

can borrow from them that has.

Doctor's daughter will be in this room...

...next decoration day.

She can't fail to recognise the lady

as her grandmother.

The general is prepared

to deny the relationship.

Just the same...

It proves beyond doubt...

...that we have preserved the last bud

of the Fairfield tree.

The portrait must come down.

What is your opinion, gentlemen?

Judge, I think you better send it

to your house tonight.

Better take it down, Judge.

Very well.

Jeff, see that the portrait

goes to my house tonight.

The meeting will come to order.

I have here a letter, published

under the name of Horace K. Maydew...

...my opponent in the coming election.

A point of order, please!

It is a fixed resolve of this encampment...

...that politics must never...

This ain't politics!

It's a deliberate liable.

What's liable?

"How long will the progressive

and up-to-date city of Fairfield..."

"....be subject to Confederate rule?"

"To the sentimental appeal

of empty sleeve and timber-toe?"

"To the doddering relics of a lost cause?"

"To the machine headed by the whisky-drinking

William Pittman Priest..."

"An ignorant horse-doctor, Lewt Lake."

"An illiterate braggart of unknown antecedance..."

"Sergeant Jimmy Bagby."

All that's left of us is here.

Maybe it's a hant...

..a ghost.

See who's at the door, Jeff.

Mr Joe D. Habersham, Judge...

Mr Joe D. Habersham.

Judge, I don't want to intrude

on your encampment...

...but somebody stole our flag

from the Juliana Hall.

And you can't open your meeting,

until you salute it the way we do.

That's right, sir.

As strange as it seems, gentlemen...

...it was a spanking brand new flag...

...exactly like this one.

One country...one flag.

Comrades, shall we send Sergeant Bagby

...as a colour-guard of honour?

Judge, I ain't ever give up

no captured Yankee flag yet...

...and I don't aim to start now!

He'd be only to glad to act

as a colour guard for your...our flag.

There are time, yes, when politics

should be forgotten.

That's mighty handsome of you, Judge...

Mighty handsome.

Thank you, Joe D.

Thank you.

I declare, Billy...

I like you so much, personally...

...I wish I could vote for you.

No politics, Joe...

No politics!

Being a member of the

Grand Army of the Republic...

I'd just as lief cut my throat,

as to vote for a Democrat.

This is no time for political matters.

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