May 23, 1861

Virginia was at war with itself on the decision to secede or not. The eastern part of Virginia, where the capital, Richmond, sat, was all for seceding from the Union, while the western part of Virginia wanted to remain with the Union. The votes were cast, and secession was approved. Virginia was now, despite the western part's pleas, a part of the Confederate States of America. With the Confederacy with a capital at Richmond, the South now had a government, with Jefferson Davis as its leader.

Before Virginia became a part of the Confederacy, South Carolina had seceded in late December of the previous year. South Carolina had started a trend, and so, following her came Mississippi in the new year, followed by Florida, Alabama, Georgia, Louisiana, and Texas. Dixie was becoming to be known as the Confederacy, with her brave men in gray and her flag consisting of two red stripes with a white stripe in between, and in the corner sat a field of blue with a perfect circle of seven stars, representing the seven states that had already seceded. Of course, an eighth star would have to be added now that Virginia has joined those brave seven states.

Upon this news, a young man in his early twenties by the name of Robert Jones rushed home to his family to tell them of this news.

"Mary! Mary!" the young man cried to his wife, who was clearly stunned by his outburst. Mary Jones was a frail young woman tending to her twin boys, Andrew and Oscar. Both infants had been born early in the year. Mary was annoyed by her husband's outburst when the babies began to cry.

"Oh, you!" she cried in frustration as she took them in her arms and tried to soothe them. "Whatever could it be?"

"Have you heard, Mary? Virginia's seceded, and Richmond is now the capital of the Confederacy!" Robert exclaimed excitedly. Mary nearly dropped her boys.

"Oh, you must be joking!" she cried. Mary was born in raised in Virginia, but her brothers, whom she despised, did not follow the southern code. They were born Yankees, Mary had said to Robert on several occasions.

"No, my darling wife, I promise you, I'm not!" the excited new Confederate exclaimed. "I'd better be off, I'm going to enlist for the war!" With those final words spoken, Robert rushed out into the rushing crowd of men dying to enlist and fight the Yankees. Mary Jones was filled with glee at the sight of all these brave souls going to fight for her land. She closed her eyes and prayed to God.

"Dear God, thank you for this blessing! Do keep my darling husband safe," she muttered, then waddled back inside with her two wailing infants as a chorus of 'Dixie' rang out behind her.

I wish I was in Dixie

Hurray, Hurray!

In Dixie's land, I'll make my stand

To live and die in Dixie

Away, away, away down south in Dixie

Away, away, away down south in Dixie