Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-07-27
that I 1ssued very strict orders D

But were your daughter, instead of your old comrades" she urged, quick ly. ''If you had a son-there!''
 ''I had one son." the, veteran said, slowly, but his lips strembled-"a gallant boy, who sleeps at Cemetery Hill"
 He turned his face aside; but the chance shot had gone to his heart. Turning calmly to the girl, he added, gently:
 For his memory-fortthato of Mexico T will grant your request. Lieuten. ant, order the captain of the guard-'
 He is here, sir" Tine junior passed to the rear as the captain halted, saluting grimly, with atscowl with any, thing but kindliness in 1t towards his charges, as the general,said:
 Captain, instruct your guard detail to permit the ladies-only the ladies' to serve food to the prisoners during the halt"
 My orders are very strict, general, |" the officer demurred, from my colonel, in writing.''
 "Let me see them, sir" Very differ ent was the tone from that the veteran had used to the girl. (Which is your regiment, sir?''
 Hundred and tn Indiana, sir Col Funl<itt," the captain answered, extending paper drawn from his belt.
 Casting his eye over it, the general muttered to himself:
 "Ah! thought so; never been to the front!-Um! my own orders." Then he hastily penciled across the paper: "Ab- rogated for thirty minutes, at Baltimore only, at 0 a. m., December 8, 1s63.- Baldwin, major general, commanding"
 Handing it back without a word to the guard commander, he turned again to the girl, with lifted hat:
 ''I grant your request, Miss Westches- ter-for memory's sake and your own. Thirty minutes will be allowed, to the ladies only"
 "Oh, thank youl thank you SO much, general" the girl cried; and the little hand went up warmly to the tall sol dier's. He tore off his right gauntlet and took it gently in his own, as he stopped from the saddle, and added, lower:
 Ut Is scarcely discipline, Miss Bessie; but it can do no harm; and your own honest face, your fathers name, guar Gntee me that it will not be abused"
 A scarlet flood dyed the girls face, and her eyes fell beneath the grave, fa- therly regard of the old soldier, as he released her hand and moved slowly on. Then she flew to the sidewalk to give tho joyous tidings to mother and friends, not emitting another meaning glance at Evan Fauntleroy.
 As Gen. Baldwin's eyes turned to that group of waiting men and women, they encountered a glowing pair of black ones fixed steadily upon him, their own CT standing directly behind Mrs. Gilmor Gray, and wrapped in a heavy, dark ulster. A light of recognition passed over the generals face, and he made movement to check his horse, seeming about to speak. But the other man, with very slightest shake of his head, put his finger carclessly upon his lip, and the federal communicable look of recognition on his face changing to one of contempt-turned his eyes toward the prisoners once more, riding slowly onward. As he passed out of view, his mute interlocutor raised his hat gracefully, saying over that lady's shoulder:
 "A very sad spectacle, my dear Mrs Gray!''
 Turning quickly at the words, the matron started as her glance encoun- tered the placid one of Peyton Fitz- hugh.
 "A piteous spectacle, indeed" she be- gan, earnestly; but her younger daugh-i ter, coming up at the instant, looked, full at the spy as she finished for her:
 And some of them -VirginiansI"
 "Yes; that tall, coatless youth looks like one," he replied, unperturbed, but with a meaning glance that brought the blood to her cheek.
 Come, mamma, sister, we are vast ing time" Bessie turned her back ab- ruptly on her handsome ''Dr. Fell" covering her wonder if he had caught her signals to Evan by directions to the bearers of the coffee-tins.
 There was general movement by the women, as news of the merciful order spread, Mrs. Gray and Miss Westchester already near the line.
 "Poor young devill He looks so deuced cold" he said, distinctly "Stop, Miss Bessie. Here, give h1m this"
 As she turned in surprise, Bessie Westchester saw his tall figure clad in a light walking-suit, his hand extend ing to her the warm ulster, as he added, meaningly: Not from me, of course; from yourself. He will prize 1t more, that way, and be more careful of it. than of his life and liberty
 Strangely enough, the graceful man was so awkward that he dropped the heavy coat, as the girl hesitated, but when he raised it her quick ear caught, from lips that scarce moved, tho hurried whisper:
 Inside pocket-warn him-danger- ous paper-extreme cautionl"
 With brain whirling from excitement and conjecture, with no time to think, the girltook the coat. And ere she could form one word of query-not direct enough for exposuren overheard-Fitz- hugh had moved rapidly away.
 A moment later, matron and maid, rebel sympathizer and union loyaist alike, were close at the long line of captives, eager for warm drink and food-more eager still for kindly word and touch of gentle hand; and bring back !