The Sun Shines Bright Page #4

Forward...march!

Hurrah, hurrah we bring the jubilee

Hurrah! Hurrah! the flag that makes you free!

So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea

While we were marching through Georgia.

Atten...shun!

Gentlemen...

Judge Priest, on behalf of his encampment...

...has kindly consented

to lend us THEIR flag.

I suppose seeing those captured

Confederate flags...

...is like a snake-bite to YOU, Judge.

Gentlemen...

I propose that we offer Judge Priest

an antidote for snake-bite.

Gentlemen...

Those Confederate flags...

and OUR national standard...

...are what has made this Union great.

In what other country...

...could a man who fought against you...

...be permitted to serve

as judge over you...

...be permitted to run for re-election!

...and bespeak your suffrage

on Tuesday next, at the polls.

I see before me, some of the bravest men

that rode for Phil Sheridan.

While I was rather well-know myself,

in Forest Cavalry...

But you'll find the records

on these cards...

No politics, tonight, gentlemen...

No politics.

But a perusion of these cards wills show you

why I stand for law and order...

Why I am willing to serve you again

for another 4 years...

...to prevent Horace K. Maydew

from making a mockery of justice!

I have nothing personal

against Maydew...

...though you know him to be

the son of a carpetbagger...

...from Boston...

...Who came here to feather his nest...

...before you soldiers who did the fighting...

...could get back home!

Thank you.

The Blue and the Gray...

Let us march together...

...beneath The Star-Spangled Banner!

And Tuesday, gentlemen...

Search your conscience!

Goodnight comrades!

We're tenting tonight on the old camp ground...

Give us a song to cheer.

Our weary hearts, a song of home...

And friends we love so dear.

Many are the hearts that are weary tonight...

Wishing for the war to cease...

Many are the hearts looking for the right...

To see the dawn of peace.

Did you snap a ring?

Why, no...it just came unbuckled.

Please...let me buckle it for you.

Oh, it's nothing Mr Corwin...

I can fix it.

Thank you, just the same!

It's a pleasure, ma'am.

Mr Ashby...don't you ever let anybody

see you like this again!

Especially this young lady...

...that everybody's sayin'

such bad things about...

And especially Mr Buck Ramsey...

that talks so evil about it.

Buck Ramsey?!

Please Mr Ashby...

I just mean when Miss Lucy Lee

takes the doctor's buggy to the stable every night.

Allow me!

Why don't you take a ride with ME?

Them's my dapple-greys.

Fastest team in Fairfield County.

Ignore them all, Miss Lucy Lee.

Uncle Zack...

Take the little lady home

and bring the rig back.

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