 Agnes Moorhead in The General's Wife on the Cavalcade of America, sponsored by the DuPont Company. Maker of better things, more better living, through chemistry. But first, here is Gain Whitman. Let me ask you a question. Does your raincoat fail to keep you dry because the water repellent disappeared when your coat was cleaned? It wouldn't have disappeared if the coat you bought had carried the tag marked DuPont Zeeland durable repellent finish. Because unlike ordinary water repellents, Zeeland will not come out of the laundry or dry cleaners. Rainwear, sportswear, or children's clothes treated with Zeeland do not need reprocessing. Zeeland, it's one of the DuPont Company's better things for better living, through chemistry. The DuPont Company presents The General's Wife starring Agnes Moorhead as Margaret with William Johnstone as Zachary Taylor on the Cavalcade of America. It is summer of the year 1810. A young woman, pretty, delicate, and very much in love with the young lieutenant, strolls through the garden of a home in Kentucky, the lieutenant by her side. It is this night that begins Margaret McCall Smith's life with Zachary Taylor, a life filled with romance, danger, hardships, and a tender love. Shall we sit down here, Lieutenant? If you wish, Mr. Smig. If I may say so, Mr. Smig, that gown is most becoming. No, it's just an old one. It's nothing special. Isn't the garden beautiful? Not half as beautiful as you. Oh, well, Lieutenant, you flatter me. But do go on. Mr. Smig, I wish I could ask the privilege of keeping company with you. Well, aren't you going to? The Army is sending me to Fort Hamilton in Ohio. Oh, no. I mean, for how long? The Army, one can never tell. Mr. Smig, I know I have no right to ask. Yes? I realize that we haven't known each other very long and that I'm only a lieutenant. But I'll be a captain shortly. You will? Yes. President Madison is my second cousin, and he wrote me about the promotion. Oh, that's splendid. So I wonder if I may ask you, if I dare to ask you. Yes? Could I have a small portrait of you to take with me to Fort Hamilton? Oh. Well, Lieutenant, I'm afraid I don't have a portrait of myself. Not even a miniature? No. To be sure, I could have one painted and sent out to you, but... Yes? Oh, Lieutenant, would you consider taking the original instead? Maggie. Maggie, you mean that you... Yes, Zachary, I should be so very happy to be your wife. Well, Mrs. Taylor, there it is, up ahead, Fort Hamilton. Oh. It looks lonely. Lonely? Oh, no, Zach, how can it be lonely? We have each other. Well, I know, Meg, but after all, you've left behind all the fancy wedding gifts and you're pretty belonging. Oh, nonsense. I didn't leave everything behind. We've got my little cherrywood rocking chair. Why that, Meg? Zach, remember the first night you met me? I'll never forget it. I was sitting on that chair rocking back and forth, it squeaked so that it embarrassed me. You said it ought to be fixed, and we both laughed, and now here we are. Meg, I hope you'll like it here. But an army post is a drab place with few comforts and no luxuries. Zach. Yes? Our marriage ceremony wasn't quite complete. It wasn't? No. I should have taken another vow. I'm taking it now, Zach. With a vow, Ghost, I will go. And with our lodges, I will lodge forever and a day. It's time I've heard you cuss it. There, there, I know just how you feel. But you won't have to put up with this kind of life much longer. Well, it isn't as if you had another dress shirt on. Well, it looks as if we're going to have trouble with the British. Oh, Zach. Anyway, the army is sending me to take charge of Fort Harrison. I'll start packing. No, Meg. No, you can't go with me. Not this time. An army post is no place for a woman with a threat of war just around the corner. But, Zach. An army post even without war is no place for a woman to have a baby. Oh, now you listen to me, Zach Taylor. I don't need pampering. I told you. I rushed it here with you for months. And if you think I'm not going with you, you can just think again. I'm going to send you back to your sister. Zach, I'm not a bail of cotton to be packed up and shipped off just like that. Besides, if Fort Harrison's all right for you, it's all right for me. But you need care, comfort. You need so many things. Oh, my dearest, it's no use trying to talk me out of it. You're a soldier, Zach. I'm a soldier's wife and our children will be born on an army post. Zach. Hmm? Yes, ma'am. You were reading that letter for the fifth time. What is it? Can't be bad news. The war's been over since Christmas. Well, I have to have that rocker fixed. Squeak something wrong with me. We're not talking about the rocker. Are you going to tell me what it is? Well, what would you say if I told you I was tired of army life? You tired of the army? Oh, no. I know you do well for that. May I resign my commission? Zach Taylor. And this letter is the official acceptance. You? But why Zach? There's one very important reason. We ought to have a family. And this time I'm going to be sure you have the proper care. Oh, but it wasn't the army's fault we lost our baby. Well, maybe not, Meg, but maybe we ought to try civilian life for a while. What do you say? Zach, you love the army. Soldering is in your blood and bone. You'll never be truly happy away from it. Oh, nonsense. Of course I will. It'll be strange at first. Strange for both of us. But, Meg, for the first time we'll have a real home. We'll live like civilized people. Our children will be born where there are doctors and nurses to look after them. And you, Meg... What about me, darling? Why? You'll have all the things you've wanted for four long years. Oh, my darling Zach, I've had all the things I wanted. But if it'll make you happy to try civilian life, well, I'm game for it. Meg, did you hear that? She said something. Dad, why shouldn't she be talking already? Isn't she the only daughter of the army's most brilliant young name? Meg, please, how many times have I have to tell you that I don't want you to talk about the army? It no longer interests or concerns me. Oh, of course it does. That's right. Now, or Meg... Yes, Zachary? I don't think I mentioned that the Captain Rogers is coming to see me this morning. Captain Rogers? Oh, from Fort Harrison? Yeah, that's him, remember? Great fellow, good soldier. Oh, he's a very good soldier. You and he were good friends. Yeah, lots of good men at Fort Harrison. Yes, Zach, lots of them. And they loved you, Meg. I loved them. Well, that's in the past. Now, look, darling, I've got to run down in the rig and get Rogers. All right, Zach, you go out of here. I won't be long. Then all three of us can talk over old times. Uh-huh. Old times. Yes. Yes, sir. I think your father's getting restless. Nancy? Nancy? Yes, Nancy. Please fetch me my writing board. Writing board? Yes, sir. There's a very important letter that has to be written. Yeah, you know I've got to write that letter, don't you? He won't. Here's the writing board, ma'am. Is there anything else? No, no thanks, Nancy. And so, Mr. President, should you see fit to recommission Zachary in the rank of major, I'm sure he'd accept. You know how stubborn he is, so if you discuss the matter with him, kindly omit my pardonness with affectionate regards to you and Mrs. Madison. Listen to this letter from the president. Can he hear? Is there anything about? I mean, what does he say? Well, listen, listen. What? Since reviewing your excellent army record, I have come to the conclusion that you are the man we need to take command of Fort Howard in Wisconsin. Is that so? Would you consider returning to the army in the rank of major? If so, reply by return post, and I will set the wheels in motion. What do you think of that? Oh, Zach, that's wonderful. And so unexpected. Yes. I'm a little mixed up. Zach, you sit right down at the desk. And write your acceptance letter. You've got an hour till the next post. I'll make arrangements to sell the furniture, omit my rocker. Now wait, Meg, wait. We spent so much time choosing and fixing things. And this house and Sarah, well, she's only a year old. Don't be a stubborn obstinate fool. We're soldiers, all three of us. We're going back into the army. Meg, I, uh, I think we'll have to take down those new curtains. Oh, where are we going this time? Fort David. Fort David was nice, Zach, but maybe the new post will be just as nice. Even nicer. Why don't you and the children go back to Kentucky? Zach, remember, whether thou goest, I will go. And where thou lodges, I will lodge. We shouldn't have moved out tonight, Meg. Hold on, Stance, you had your orders. There was nothing else to do. What's the children there? Stop, Stance, Zach. They're Huskies' army meals and twice as tough. If the army moves in a storm, so do the army's children. Now look, Meg, it's true every word of it. This time we can nail down the carpet and bolt the coffee grinder to the wall. Baton Rouge in Louisiana is going to be our permanent post. Now, I'll be galled in. Meg, you've got to stop cussing. Oh, look who's talking. The man with the strongest vocabulary in the army tells me to stop swearing. Well, when I cuss, it's a different thing. But it ain't fitting for you, Meg. You're the woman. You know, Zach, sometimes during the last 30 years, I've almost forgotten that. But what about Baton Rouge? Well, you'll stay there for good, Meg. It'll be a real home. You'll love it. Oh, a real home. Zach, what will it feel like? How'll it be? You'll find out, darling. There'll be no more of this. Instead, there'll be magnolias. Real drapes and curtains instead of oil paper. Rugs. Lovely furniture. Oh, Zach. Now I'm going to have to learn to be a lady all over again. Oh, success. Thank you. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. Well, I declare, time is growing. That's the loveliest foundation in the state. You're darn right. Oh, yes. Thank you, Mrs. Cardi. And General and I have tried to make it so. Pardon me, Lenny. Thank you, General. Meg, I'd like to speak to you. Yes. Are we excuses, ladies? Of course. Exactly. I did something wrong. Did I shock somebody? I've been watching my tongue all evening. I didn't curse once. I don't think. No, Meg, you're wonderful. But let's go outside in the front gallery, huh? Look at the river. It's all silver in the moonlight. Meg, you like it here at Cypress Groom? Like it? Oh, Zach, I love it. It's the most beautiful home a woman could dream of. Only, only it isn't a dream. It's real. And we're going to be here together for a long time. Zach, why are you looking at me like that? I just got orders. Orders? Yeah. May have war with Mexico. May have been ordered to Texas. Is it cold in Texas? Well, we need heavy underwear. You won't, Meg, because you're staying right here. I... Uh-uh, this is our permanent home, and I'm not going to let you pull up stinks again. I'm not going to... Zach, we're going to Texas together. And that's an order, General. We're listening to Agnes Moorhead with William Johnstone in The General's Wife on the Cavalcade of America sponsored by the DuPont Company, maker of better things for a better living through chemistry. As the second part of our story opens, Meg and Zachary Taylor have gone to Texas. The Mexican war has broken out. We find Meg waiting for General Taylor to return as the door bursts open. Oh, my poor, that comes from dad-blame-poppycock I've ever heard. This is the worst. What's troubling you? I just got orders to withdraw my troops from Buena Vista here. And you don't like that? Well, there's a good sense to them. The Mexicans outnumber three to one. Got artillery. You've got a hunch that you ought to attack, is that it? Can't it make weird soldiers, not just pieces on a chessboard? We've got to fight with guts as well as brains. Even if we're outnumbered, we've got to be rough and ready for anything. Oh, rough and ready. Zach, you go out there and talk like that to your men, and there'll be a victory here. Buy thunder, I'll do it. Lieutenant! Yes, General? How assembly-sounding. Get the men together. I'm going to talk to them. What can I say about you? Oh, excuse me, I didn't know you had a visitor. I am glad you came in. Meg, this is Mr. Donald Willard. Oh, welcome to Cyprus Grove, sir. Thank you, Miss Taylor. Mr. Willard represents the Whig Party, and may I tell him, Mr. Willard? Certainly, General. The Whig Party wants me to be their candidate for the President of the United States. President? But Zach isn't a politician. He's a soldier. That's just the point. With General Taylor in the White House, this nation will be assured of an administration free from petty politics. But Zach doesn't want to be president. He wants to settle down and enjoy life, home life for a change. Miss Taylor, I understand and respect such a desire. But the country needs a man of honesty and integrity, and courage. The General is that man. I'm a wicked, selfish old woman. I know it. But please, please don't let Zach be elected president. All these years, you've seen fit to let me leave my life by his side. And if he gets to be president, he'll have no time for me. And he's all I have. We're all Zach and me. What years are left to us, we want to pack together. Please let him be defeated, Lord. So we can stay at Cyprus Grove. Please, Lord. May. May. It's over. I have won. I have won. Oh, Zach, that's fine. That's fine. Congratulations, Mr. President. I've got to go back now. The newspapers want a statement, and they want to see you too. Well, I'll be with you in a minute. All right, dear. Don't be long now. It's all right, Lord. I don't question your judgment. You just had other plans. At least we'll stay in one place for four years. Are you such a first lady? Oh, her hair is bright for her hair. It's like a child woman. They say she doesn't know how to sleep in a bed. I hear she deserted her children. Oh, the rustic, commonest creature I ever saw. She's a disgrace to the White House. I'm sorry, Zach, but I can't help it. Everybody whispering and laughing and the things they said about me. All fresh and tummy-rod. Oh, no, Zach, that's true. I am a disgrace to you and the White House. I'm crusty and worn like an old soldier. Meg, you're the first old soldier I've ever wanted to kiss. Oh, Zach, we're too old for this sort of thing. Why, Meg, lovers never grow old. I know these next four years are going to be hard. But if you stand by me, you'll come through this skirmish just like we came through all the others. And then, Meg, then we'll go back to Cypress Grove together. All right, Zach, this one more skirmish. And then we'll go back home to Cypress Grove for good. That's the truth. Zach, don't look so grim. Everybody's watching us. Meg, I'm no play actor. I look like a thief. All right, now you're mad enough to spit because your cabinet's been investigated for fraud. Man, it's not true. Of course it's not. You're going to prove it when the time comes. Now, sit back. Gotta get your speech, Nick. Put your hat back on. I've got a kind of headache. You shouldn't let that zombie down on your head. Meg, I can't lay the cornerstone of the Washington Monument with my head on. It's disrespectful. Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! The President of the United States. Ladies and gentlemen! It is indeed a privilege to place this stone, the cornerstone of the Monument to George Washington, our First President. It is my earnest hope that as the years go on, this nation will prove herself worthy of the sacrifices that have been made for her. That we, as a people, will reach onward and upward. Just as one day, this marble pillar will reach toward the sky. Oh, Steve Guy, I didn't know. Yeah? What's the matter? I'm feeling bad. You're shaking like a leaf. I can't get this to some degree. Mrs. Taylor. Mrs. Taylor. What's that? Oh, Henry, it's you. Yes, I'm about finished packing there. Thank you. Thank you, Henry. Hard to believe that old rough-and-ready's gone after only one year in office. Yes, it's hard to breathe. Hey, let me pack that little rocking chair for you now. I could fix that squeak if you want me to. No, no. No, Henry. And please be careful with the chair. It's full of precious memories. Where'd it be going now, Mrs. Taylor, back to your kinfolk in Kentucky? No, Henry. No to Cyprus Grove. Zach and I planned to go back there when this skirmish was over. Well, it would be mighty lonesome for you, a lone man. Lonesome? No. No, it won't be lonesome. Because somehow I feel as if Zach's there right now. Waiting for me. So that's where I'm going. You see, I always said to Zach, where there's our ghost, I will go. And where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Forever and a day. We'll return to our cavalcade microphone in a moment. Now here is Game Whitman. It'll be a long, long time before anyone ever again hauls off and gives an automobile tire a good swift kick. Now we pat them lovingly and say, good tires. And you've heard that the new tires on their way to you now will be even better. Why? And how much better? According to Tire Review, the trade magazine published for tiremen, truck mileage's were increased 10 to 33% during the war by rayon-cord tires. 15 to 53% more mileage has been reported by bus lines. Army-proving ground tests showed 24% average superiority for rayon on desert roads. Rayon shows 45% more resistance to blowouts. 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With tubes made of DuPont neoprene, you won't shorten the life of your tires, even if you forget to have your air pressure checked every time you stop for gas. These new tires and tubes that are on the way are just rubber. They're chemistry too. Dozens of compounds developed by DuPont for the rubber industry will help to give the new tires and tubes their strength, their endurance, their resistance to heat and sunlight and the oxygen in the air. Cordura rayon yarn, neoprene and rubber chemicals occupy important places among the DuPont Company's better things than living through chemistry. Agnes, oh, Miss Moorehead. Have you seen the new Metro Golden Air picture, the green year? Yes, I saw a preview of it, and it's wonderful. Let me give you a tip. Don't miss it. All right, I won't. Let me give you a tip, Agnes. Be sure to listen to next week's cavalcade. The story's called when Cupid was a pup and the locale is a lighthouse off the coast of California. Cornell Wild will be our star. It's an interesting and heartwarming story, Agnes, and it's well worth listening to. That we will, Agnes. And now, Amy, thank you for being with us tonight and delivering such a magnificent performance. Thank you very much, and good night. Good night. Music for tonight's DuPont cavalcade was composed and conducted by Robert Armbruster. A cavalcade play was written by Priscilla Camps from an original story by Kate and Howard Phillips. This is Tom Collins inviting you to listen next week to when Cupid was a pup starring Cornell Wild on the cavalcade of America brought to you by the DuPont Company of Wilmington, Delaware. This is NBC, a national broadcasting company.