Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-07-16

Clay"
81 had forgotten Them" the girl re-
piled. ST was only thinking that it
would moderate In snow, and then the
river would not freeze before could
get back. Yes; that Is snow; one-two
-three-a dozen flakes have struck my
| check"
''Enviable snowI' laughed her COM
panion. would We're q flake upon
| that nose, if might touch that cheekl
That's as pretty paraphrase as Capt.
Charlton-my superior ofhcer-could
make. Hellol" he suddenly interrupted
himself, as his quick right hand whipped
a revolver from it's holster and his left
pulled the black down to a slow canter;
"we're followed! Lieut.. Greene said he
didn't know"
lie turned in his saddle, bending low
| over the crup to listen intently, the
click Of the pistol lock sounding sharp
| on the air. The girl steadied her horses
| stride with easy pull Of her left hand,
| and her right also slipped a revolver
| from the holster at her pommel.
Pursuing hoofs certainly rang out
| from the frozen road behind, drawing
] nearer and nearer.
sTheres only one," Evan whispered,
| quietly. ''If he's Yank, he's not after
4 us But forewarned is forearmed."
| He wheeled his horse and halted be-
hind a tree, as Miss Clay, with intuitive
\ tactics, turned hers into the underbrush
1 opposite and faced the road.
| asst! co.," called the scout, in stri-
dent whisper at the shadQwy shape in
the haze opposite. ''There's only one
| of him. If he's Yanlz, leave him to
me. Don't you shoot! Mammals q
widow; and you might make her an or
| phan, too!'
CAN right, you goose" Miss Clay
whispered back, as quietly as though
\ consenting to give him a turn in the
Il german. when we get back to head
Il quarters I'll make you shoot match
\ with me, before the staff"
"Listen He's calling,-yes, calling
me!' Evan broke in. 81 v.onder
| what's up! It's the lieutenants voice.
and he drew into the road, as the hoof-
beats came clearer, and the legion Off
Ger galloped up.
81 thought I'd visit my advance pick
et,'' he said to Evan, Carolyn Clay fan
cied trifie anxiously, $50 spurred up
to overtake you. You're both better
mounted than I; and voice carries so,
1 feared to yell. They may have adj
|
He stopped abruptly, but not before
the girls quick perception caught the
idea.
$50 you are expecting Averill?'' she
said, quietly. "Let me see: he would
have to cross at Washington, or above. If
he be out for raid, he would not force
march his horses over such roads; so we
should make the Ferry long before his
scouts could meet u.s. Besides, he
would take the lower road. 1t is better
than this trail"
"You are a good soldier, Miss Clay"
the Carolinian replied, gazing through
the gloom at the cool speaker, in some
wonderment. "But Ihave never men
toned Gen. Averilrs name: nor do
really knoao anything beyond my own
orders at last dawn. Your idea is not
an impossible one, for do not suppose
the general would have sent us on a
picnic; but whom, or what, he expects
have no knowledge"
"Averill!' the girl answered con-
| fdently. Hunter and Fitzpatrick are
watching West Virginia-we know that
at Stuart's headquarters; also that
| Averill was closeted with the secretary
of war at Washington last Wednesday
and cavalry was massing at Harper's
Ferry and above on Thursday Evan
the scout, who had fallen to the rear as
the officer Joined the lady, drew closer
up, as she continued-"did Capers say
that the cavalry at Harper's was
/; Averilrs?'
J "Mostly Averilrs; some raw recruits
and a Pennsylvania Dutch regiment
; the scout answered, formally. "But
Gen. Jeb doesn't believe they mean tc
: move over such roads. Neither do ],
: he added, with delightful assurance
, 'It's only a feint."
The legion trooper looked from CIR
> to scout in profound amaze. Then ht
: said, bluntly:
You certainly seem to keep vel
? | posted at Stuart's headquarters"
} 1--WE certainly do, SIR" Evan replied
} | naturally. That's Gen. Jeb's business
The cavalry are the eyes of the army"
''But in Hampton's not even trool
captain knows thing; while you seen
t to discuss"
DISCUSS! You hear the lieutenant
/ | Cousin Caro?" Evan broke in with a Low
. laugh. "Why, sir, I would be curryinl
Private Fauntleroys horse, at B com
pany's rope, one hour after I said
think or 4 believe to the general
1 Nc WILLIS Wudb We NTtOCOI says "
ump sometimes; generally only point
: to the tent door. The general was
= regular, sir, and the scout that dis
I cussed' with him would discuss tack tn
n next day, in place of headquarters lux
d uries,-bacon and corn-pone."
q "And only reason" Miss Clay cam
to the rescue, that the general woul
r not have let me come, unwarned, ha
g he really looked for a raid from tn
q | river
I "When did this scout Capers come IMP
); the Carolinian asked, suddenly.
It Yesterday at six, sir" Fauntlero
I answered.
u "And your pass Is dated yesterday
II Miss Clay" Greene replied.
5; 'T got it at noon," the girl answered
10 adding quickly, as though to avoi
- shadow of suspicion OF her hero: 9Th
10 general was not in camp when we lef