Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-07-16

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on q night like thisy' he muttered
under his breath; adding aloud: "Who
are you, friends?"
"Private, B company, til Virginia
cavalry; attached to Gen. Stuart's
scouts" Evan replied, promptly, sure of
his man.
"Have you passes?"
The cavalryman for reply extended 3
paper, which the officer, swinging his
pocket lantern, scanned curiously, read
ing half aloud:
''Nfiss Carolyn Clay, OF my staff. and her
pickets In this military district
~. E. B. STUART. Major General"
Handing the paper back, the lieu.
tenant advanced and raised his cap
courteously.
ST am Lieut. Greene, til North Caro-
lima, of Hampton's division, Miss Clay"
he said. "All the army of northern Vir
ginia knows your name and brave deeds.
And, If I am not mistaken, this is a
young scout who has already won his
spurs and the title of Fo-'
He stopped abruptly; but Evan broke
in with a merry laugh:
''Finish it! Yes, am, Fool Fauntle-
roy; but, I hope, not such n fool as J
look, sir. This is my cousin, Miss Clay;
and we Virginians are always proud to
know Hampton's men"
always, Mr.. Greene" Carolyn Clay
added. But why are you down SC
near the river? We had no idea Of meet
| ing one scout, far less picket, on this
trail. Is any movement expected from
| Averill?"
Possibly, for aught I know to the
contrary, MISS" the Carolinian an
swered, quietly. "An do know is that
we were ordered on advance picket-duty
at dawn, with strict orders to respect no
passes going south. We are to have NO
| fires or lights; men not even to smoke, VI
he added to Fauntleroy.
| Something's up; then, beyond doubt, "
the scout answered. "Marse Bob don't
play freeze with his boys, this time o
year, for fun. I'll hunt it up on my OWL
account, when drop you at the river
Cousin Caro-"
''The riverI You are bound across
Miss Clay?" the Carolinian asked anx
bodybuilding, quickly: Pardon my
unsoldierly question"
81 am trying to make Beckley's Land
ing in time to catch the boat across, to
night" the girl answered, frankly. 50
have q young brother slowly dying IL
Richmond for want Of medicine AND
tonics; and l am going to bring then
over to him, If God lets me?'
mount. Mr.. Fauntleroy," the Officer
ordered, briefly. 81 am but delaying
you, Miss Clay; and you have many I
mile to cover in the next two hours.
said knew nothing beyond my orders
all a soldier has the right to know. Blu
any reasoning creature may think,
suppose; and 1 do think, Mr.. Scout, 20,
had best be very watchful as you nea
the Ferry My pickets run to Grantley's
one at the fork roads; the other-th
advance-at Gresham's farm. That far
he paused and whispered word in tn
, scouts ear "this parole will pass 20
| safely. After that, your own eyes an
| horses legs must do the rest. Coco
: night and good fortune, Miss Clay.
7 He hesitated an instant. 'tMay
shake hands with you? All our corp
/ honors your bravery and regards 20
l as a comrade
''Surely you may" And Carolyn ella
} frankly extended the little gauntle
{ over the neck of her paving roam. "W
t regard the Palmetto boys as comrades
3 known or not. Thank you sincerel
for your warning, too. Wen keep on
. eyes well front, rest assured. Good-by.
: Loosing the taut rein, Miss Clay Il
the eager roam bound forward, as Mul
son gloomily stepped out Of the roa
5 and came to a carry, like a spectral SCI
. try through the mist.
A '.Nice fellow, that, Cousin Caro-
Evan said. chirpily, as he ranged alont
Esds. All those Lection fAlla's+a 10