June 25， 1863
Thundering booms of artillery shook the grot
Rheva s feet， setting her heart to pounding as she s
the shell-pocked hill. Tightening a supportive arm
older woman at her side， she turned breathlessly t
devastation being wreaked upon Vicksburg. The
all but empty. Instead， the major portion of the p
ascending the hills to seek the refuge of caves th
in.biting for almost thirty-eight days. She darted
up~rd. The evening sky was cobwebbed with criss
lines\" of soaring bombshells as a rain of iror
showered the streets of the besieged city.
\"Rats to your holes!\"
A wry grimace slipped across her face as t
admonition reached her ears over the deafening dit
soldiery could not resist humorously grim corn
men， women， and children of the city continued
ascent toward the damp， archaic protec~ion they
against the relentless shelling of the Federal forc
The frail woman beside her stumbled. Rheva s
arm around her waist was inadequate to support l
fell to her knees on the uneven terrain.
\"Aunt Theodora!\"
Her voice a ragged rasp， Rheva grasped the w
arms in an attempt to pull her to her feet. The lin
raised to hers bore a stunned expression，
experienced a moment of panic. Even in her wasted
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