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Juliet's Moon (Great Episodes)


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Chapter One

LIKE I SAID, my secret hiding place saved me and Maxine that day, just as I used to fancy it would. Id stocked it well with sugar cookies, slices of smoked ham, even tins of food like Seth used in his guerrilla unit when he fought with Quantrill and his Raiders. Maxine, our house nigra, cook, and all-around friend to Seth and me, had given me a stone jar of water, pillows, and blankets to make it comfortable.

And, of course, I had my box of treasures: marbles Id won from Seth at our last game; a blue feather from a peacock; one of Pas cigars, unsmoked, that Id stolen from his desktop; some quills for a pen; a set of teeth from an animal that I like to think was a baby dragon found by the creek in back of the house; and my mothers good pearl necklace that she gave me when I turned twelve. Right before she died.

Maxine was having some difficulty climbing the ladder to the tree house. I had to help her up. We spent the rest of the afternoon there. We ate the cookies and ham. We could see the house from where we were, disappearing in the smoke, belching flames from its windows.

And Pa, standing there alone one minute, alone in the barnyard, like he was cleaning his rifle, but waiting for the Yankees to return from the wheat fields. And in the next minute lying at the feet of the Yankees. Shot.

I didnt love Pa. I never had. Not like I loved Mama and Seth. Pa was gruff and had a quick, hard hand to slap and no patience with a little girl. Seth knew how to handle him; I didnt. Seth even bad-mouthed him, jokingly, calling him an old codger or some other term that Pa never seemed to mind. If I did that, Id be put in a closet in the cellar and made to wait there until Seth talked him into pardoning me. Then Seth would come down and get me. "Dont you know any better?" hed say as I clung to him. "You cant talk to him like that."

"You do," Id sob.

Though they had their fights, Pa gave Seth freedom to "sow his wild oats" and would lecture him at the table the next morning. Seth yes sird and no sird him to death.

"Hed be disappointed in Seth if he didnt sow his wild oats," Maxine told me.

Once, when Seth didnt get home by four in the morning, Pa sealed up the house. Locked him right out. Seth came rapping softly at my window and I let him in. I got time in the cellar closet the next day, and Seth had to talk him out of my punishment.

I know Pa didnt like girls. I know hed wanted another son, instead of me. And he never let me forget it. For fatherly affection I went to Seth. Pa didnt care at all.

Still, Pa shot! It was outside the realm of all family pettiness. He was still my father. Shot for what? For not giving out the whereabouts of his sons guerrilla army unit? For not telling where their cache of ammunition was stored?

I shivered. Maxine put a blanket around me. "Pas dead," I told her.

"I know, chile."

"Im an orphan. Will the authorities put me in an orphanage in Kansas City?"

"Aint no orphanage in Missouri will take you."

"Am I that bad?"

"No, cause you aint an orphan. You gots your brother, Seth."

"But he goes away to war."

"Seth aint gonna let anybody take you away. Not while he lives and breathes. Now youre just a little girl. You just twelve. Seth is all of twenty-four. He old enough to care for you, even though he go to war. He gots me to see to you while hes gone."

I hugged her. "We got to bury Pa."

"We wait for Master Seth," she said.

I looked up at her. "You call him ‘Master Seth now."

"Thas right. Thas respect."

"Do I have to respect him, too?"

"Wouldnt hurt none ifn you did."

I giggled. "Hell still swing me around, wont he?"

She sighed. "Chile, its a different world out there now. I wouldnt count much on anybody swingin you round."

I sobered. "I wager he would if I asked. Wouldnt he?" All hope was gone from my voice.

Maxine sighed. "I wouldnt ask, honey. I jus wouldnt ask."

We were quiet for a while. The hours passed. I decided I didnt like this world anymore. What kind of world was it if I couldnt ask Seth to swing me around? The fire was down to smoldering and the afternoon blue turned to gray and my eyes stung from the smoke. My house was gone, my room gone. I wondered how the flowered bedspread had burned, if the dolls had stopped smiling, if my dresses and shoes had taken it well. I wished I had a newspaper so I could read about Sue Mundy. They had stories about her every day and I followed her doings avidly.

She was the only woman who rode with William Clarke Quantrill, the notorious leader of Quantrills Raiders. You couldnt pick up a newspaper but there she was, in her womens attire, sometimes in her mens attire.

She fought as a man. Seth fought with her. But he would never talk about her.

I wondered what made her do what she did. If she ever had anyone to swing her around when she was a child.

We waited for Seth to meet us at the gates.


Copyright © 2008 by Ann Rinaldi

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Rinaldi, Ann
HMH Books for Young Readers
Historical - United States - 19th Century
Brothers and sisters
Girls & Women
Historical - United States - Civil War Period (1850-1877)
Children's 9-12 - Fiction - General
Children s-Historical Fiction-U.S. Civil War
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Great Episodes
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"Synopsis" by , The Civil War turns Juliet Bradshaw's world upside-down when she and the wives and sisters of William Quantrill's renegade soldiers are arrested by the Yankees and imprisoned in Kansas City. Now Juliet must determine how far she will go to protect those she holds dear.
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A scandalous, little-known event in our Civil War history
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War is turning Juliet Bradshaw's world upside down. Her brother, Seth, rides with William Quantrill's renegade Confederate army, but he's helpless when the Yankees arrest Juliet along with the wives and sisters of Quantrill's soldiers as spies. Imprisoned in a dilapidated old house in Kansas City, Juliet is one of a handful of survivors after the building collapses, killing most of the young girls inside. When she's reunited with her brother, Juliet finds the life she had previously known is gone. Surrounded by secrets, lies, murder, and chaos, she must determine just how far she will go to protect the people and things she holds dear.
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