“Get down!” He said. “ who will patch me up if you get shot... Can you load a shot gun?” he asked pushing it toward her. He had the colt at the ready and was watching the scene unfold in their field. Union troops were running toward the house weapons at the ready.  Robert braced for the needed defense, when a sudden volley from the direction of the  barn had the men turning and heading back toward the tree line.  To his amazement, The Sargent ran to a position on the porch and shouted to Robert inside.  “Stay low Suh!” we mean to keep our commitment. The war shall not disturb this house t'day!”<br/><br/>Robert watched from the kitchen door as a pitched battle raged right in front of him. It seemed that Sargent's men had the better position and took good advantage. After an hour the shooting from the treeline had ceased with no apparent injuries, save their kitchen window and several new holes in the barn.  The Sargent finally stood up and stood in the doorway. “Are you and your lady alright?” he asked as he bowed to Suzanna. “We are sir” he said “and in your debt!” “you owe us nothing but we will ask a favor... Andy! Bring that child. We found a baby in its dead mother's arms today. We are scarcely equipped to care fore it, but you and the Missus, we figure could give it a good home.” Anthony came running and held out an infant a few days old at best crying and wrapped in rags.<br/><br/>The Sargent looked hopefully at Suzanna as Anthony approached he with the child. "We have no idea its name, and its certainly off to a rough start in life. Your really its only hope. We found it among the dead of its family, they must have been caught in a crossfire. No soldier I have seen, North or South would shoot a mother with babe in arms."