The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1891-05-22

him in excellent need on the present coca
sion. He showed them how TO arrange the
ceuter-pole, braces, wings, flies and stays,
and in afew moments they had quite re-
spectacle tent
"Thort ye'd never been In tn sarvicel"
said one.
81 never was,n he answered
ooh shucxs, ye needn't tell that, we
know better" said n member OF his mess
called Ned Cotton. "rTo 'un who han't seen
sarvice could yank tent about that way"
Ned Cotton, Bill Snow, Arkansaw Tom,
Luke and two more occupied the new tent,
and spent most of the afternoon lying on
the fresh, clean straw with which they had
carpeted the earth.
The day wore slowly by; the routine Of
camp life had not yet become sufficiently
old TO be monotonous. Men were drilling
by companies, platoons, squads, or even
singly.
eyer on fur picket t'.nght," said a
corporal, coming TO the door of the tent and
laying his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Go
on u seven"
chow long do stay on guardW asked
Luke. 81 had but little sleep last night"
"Only two hours, then comes first relief"
said Corporal Max, who had in the last few
days imbibed a world of military knowl-
edge. Corporal Max was chrome grum-
bier, but very rigid discIplinarian so far
as he knew.
At the appointed hour Luke and three
others, under Corporal Max, shouldered
their guns and went some three or four
miles from the camp, where the road
parted, and there sat down under large
Thia tho W.T. nj,
and but a slender guard was left about the
camp.
The picket amused themselves telling
stories and commenting on the situation
while Luke sat little apart from the
others, his mind filled with that dark
strange mystery of his life. What hand
had launched that cradle upon the bosom of
the flood which bore his infant form, and
what was the purpose! Was his destruc-
ton sought because he was living testi
mony of sin. Then, again, who had stolen
the large yellow handkerchief and for what
purpose But as these reflections were
painful, he tried to cast them aside and
listen to the chatter of his companions.
81 don't think they'll done come T. fight
u.s." one OF the guards, who was lying on the
grass gazing up at the stars, boastfully re-
marked. "We'd lick 'em too quick"
They're concentratin' at Lexington"
said Corporal Max. 81 don't see what sense
thar is in hangin' around here. Why not go
thar an clean 'em ups Thar's no danger
T. night Mess a stragglin' gang runs in OF
u.s."
They'll be sorry if they do" the boaster
asserted.
The relief came, and Luke, wearied IN
body and mind, was glad to return to lie
down in his tent, for long rides and sleep
less nights were beginning to tell upon him.
While dragging his weary feet along the
road to camp it seemed as if every stepmus'
be the last. Reaching his tent worn ou'
with anxiety and fatigue, he threw hlmsel!
on pile of straw and was soon in the lanu
Of dreams.
In the slumbers of midnight his mind
gradually drifted back to the pleasant day
he had spent at the old farmhouse in com
pany with Lille. That angry cloud which
for a moment had flashed from Albert Neff's
brow seemed blur upon their happiness,
which was rapidly growing into terrible
obstructing the light and glad
ness Of the sun.
Lightning flashed from the dark cloud and
peals Of thunder, sharp and incessant, lik,
musket shots, rang out He saw Lille al
his feet struggling in death.
He hnd stopped over her, when he fell
himself being dragged somewhere by the
heels.
my Godl What's the matterl" he cried,
wide awake.
"Glt up they're fightin'l" roared Ar.
kansaw Tom in his ear.
Distant firing affirmed the assertion