Carter Druse was born in Virginia. He was a southerner. When the United States was divided by a terrible civil war, Carter decided to join the Union Army of the north.
He told his father about his decision to join the north army. His father looked deep into his son’s eyes. “Carter, No matter what happens, be sure you always do what you think is your duty.”
One sunny afternoon, Carter was sent to guard. It was his duty to be sure that no enemy soldier spied on. Suddenly, he saw a man on horseback standing on the huge rocky cliff. He held a gun in his right hand, and the horse’s reins in the other. Unavoidably, Carter pointed his gun. Carter was calm as he pulled the trigger.
Soon after firing his gun, Carter was joined by a Union sergeant.
“Did you fire?” The sergeant whispered.
“At what?” The sergeant continued.
“Was there anyone on the horse?” The sergeant asked again.
“Who? ” The sergeant kept asking.