Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-09-28

better come an git it ye'self!' And the
| click of the gun lock sounded clear in
the frosty air.
''Steady, Munson:' Rlled the lieu
tenant, advancing out of the shadows
ut the roadside. "Thundep, a woman
| on a night like this" 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 a
paper, which the officer, swinging his
pocket lantern, scanned curiously, read
| ing half aloud:
miss Carolyn Clay, Of my STAFF. and her
escort, have permission to pass all posts and
pickets in this military district
~. E. B. STUART, Major General"
Handing the paper back, the lieu.
tenant advanced and raised his cap
courteously.
81 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:
s'Finish it! Yes, / am, Fool Fauntle-
roy; but, l hope, not such fool as I
look, sir. This is my cousin, Miss Clay;
and we Virginians are always proud to
know Hampton's men,"
Mr. Caro11Y Claw
added. ''But why are you down so
near the river? We had no idea of meet
ing one scout, far less a. picket, on this
trail Is any movement expected from
Averill?" :aii1gn
Possibly, for aughtta I know to the
contrary, MISS" the Carolinian an
swered, quietly. "All I 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"
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 own
account, when drop you at the river,
Cousin Caro-"
1.-THE river! You are bound across,
Miss Clay?" the Carolinian asked anx-
iously, adding, 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. II
have q young brother slowly dying in
Richmond for want of medicine and
tonics; and am going to bring them
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 q
mile to cover in the next two hours. 1
said knew nothing beyond my orders;
all soldier has the right to know. But
any reasoning creature may think,
suppose; and do think, Mr.. Scout, you
had best be very watchful as you near
the Ferry My pickets run to Grantley's;
one at the fork roads; the othar-the
advance-at Gresham's farm. That far
he paused and whispered a word in the
scouts ear ''this parole will pass you
safely. After that, your own eyes and
horses legs must do the rest Good
night and good fortune, Miss Clay"
He hesitated AZ instant. MAY
shake hands with you? All our corps
honors your bravery and regards you
as comrade
''Surely you may" And Carolyn Clay
frankly extended the little gauntlet
over the neck ofher pawin9 raan Eve