Free Juliet's Moon by Ann Rinaldi

dropped his to the ground and raised his hands in surrender.
    "This one is for Jenny!" Bill yelled. And on he went, with so many more for Jenny.
    They killed, they burned, they attacked, they ransacked, they looted. They set fire until Lawrence lay in blackened, burning ruins like the underside of hell.
    My brother and the other Quantrill Raiders, I thought, were riding through the dark side of their moons.

    M Y HEAD still hurt when the doctor changed the bandage before we left the hospital.
    "Do I still need a bandage?" I asked him.
    "No," he said. "But it'll help, where you're going."
    It was August 25. Sue Mundy was there, with me and Martha, having come back from her spy mission, which I suspected had something to do with Lawrence.
    "Where are we going?" I asked him. His name was Dr. Powers and he was the one to tell us about Lawrence. He chose no sides, though a Yankee. He treated everyone with kindness and consideration.
    "Well, General Order Number 11 came down this morning from headquarters."
    "What does that mean?"
    "Means all persons from Jackson, Cass, and Bates counties have to remove themselves from their present place of residence. They want to rid the border of all those who may have provided food, housing, clothing, or ammunition for Quantrill's men."
    "It means," Sue Mundy put in, "that they couldn't kill all of you when the building fell so they've got to get rid of you another way."
    Martha hobbled over on crutches. "It means us, Juliet," she told me. "And we're only allowed to bring the clothes on our backs and what we can carry."
    "I have a nightgown on my back," I said, "and so do you."
    "Doctor," Martha appealed, "can you get permission somehow for us to make a visit to our house and get some clothes? I know it's a big favor, sir, but we can't go like this."
    "I agree with you, Mrs. Bradshaw, and I'll see to it this day. But you're in no condition to do it. Maybe the powers that be will allow Sue Mundy here to fetch some things for you. Why don't you make a list."

Chapter Fifteen
    S UE M UNDY returned the next day with clothes and sturdy shoes for Martha and me. We were thankful to learn that so far the Anderson home had escaped the Yankees' torch. But Sue Mundy could not sweet-talk the Yankees on another matter.
    "The girl and her sister-in-law are both casualties of that dreadful prison crashing to the ground," she told the corporal in charge. "They're going to be having hearings and investigations. This little girl can testify about the whole thing. She's a valuable witness. You oughtn't send her away. And her sister-in-law is a valuable witness, too."
    "What do you want me to do with them?" the corporal asked. "Take them home to Mother?"
    "No," Sue Mundy answered. "Let me take them to my house and keep them there. I'll stay and keep them under guard."
    "Look, I've got my orders," he said. "They go on the caravan, out of state."

    "C ASS C OUNTY had ten thousand residents on the day this order came down," a corporal told us. "As of today, only about six hundred remain."
    We stood on a little rise on the plains, looking at the strange caravan winding along the narrow dirt trail that led out of Missouri. The caravan was made up of army wagons, oxcarts, even large crates with wheels imposed on them. Some were pulled by oxen, some by mules, some by old horses, and some by people.
    Sue Mundy was gone. Back to rejoin Quantrill. The corporal had let her go, which proved what Seth had said to me about her claiming to be a double agent.
    "Where are the wagons headed?" Martha asked. "Where will we be headed?"
    "Don't know," the corporal said. "North, east, or south in Missouri, anywhere not affected by the proclamation. To the eastern states. Kansas, Kentucky, Tennessee, or Texas. Anywhere you want."
    "But we don't know anyone in those places," I objected. "And our families won't know where we are."
    "Don't matter. You brung it on yourselves."
    "My brother, Seth. He's the only family I have. I have no one