"'Eleven is not too young for war, ' Ike said to Barfoot, who swished
his tail agreeably, then lumbered to the yard table and stuck his nose
in an unattended pie."
When a steamboat arrives heralding the news that Iowa has been called up
to represent the Union of the United States of America, Ike is beside
himself with excitement. For months, the promise of war has enveloped
small-town Keokuk like a grand game that everyone's in on--everyone but
Ike, his swaybacked pony, and his best friend and checkers partner,
Albirdie. Left behind with Mother and the aunts and girl cousins while
the Button men march forth toward glory, Ike's fate is sealed. Unless he
can call on the ingenuity of his fabled (some say cursed) ancestor--the
adventuresome Uncle Palmer--seek passage to Missouri disguised as a
drummer boy, and meet up with the Iowa First, that is. But some
opportunities are meant to be missed. And some arrive when you least
expect them.