A Genteel Spy
by Judith Riker Damon
Betsey Royce knows better than to say anything on that day in 1862 when she peeks around the upstairs bedroom door to discover her mother staring out the window with a pair of field glasses. Martha Royce sits watching and counting as men in blue uniforms march up Columbia Turnpike and into Franklin, Tennessee. For Betsey, that can mean only one thing: the war has come to her doorstep.