Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-04-17

1 Don't you uns belong with that crowd which jest passed up the road?" she asked as they fell to eating.
 Steve Brayton took it upon himself to ] answer in the negative and then asked what crowd it was.
 Its Kurnel Mosby and his gang. I They hain t much on the fight, reckon. but they do poster the Yankees like all git out. Most of lem are farmers, and some of 'em live around yere. Whar did you uns cum fIom?" Steve told her of the fight with Gus ter and their escape the night before, and she lifted her hands and cried out:
 "Then you uns dun seen the Yan- kees?'
 "Yes'm 'm."
 "Reg'lar live Yankee sogers:' "Yes'm."
 "And yo' got away alive?''
 "Of co'se."
 "Waal, I wouldn't "a believed it! Mrs. Sam Duncan dun tole me them Yankees killed everybody with tona- hawks as soon as they got holt of 'em! Yo' uns must hev bin powerful cute to git away"
 DISdh1dSl udu DSSA uu1SuSu WHICH there came knock at the door, and next moment man in the uniform of a Confederate cavalry sergeant entered the cabin. He had been sent back by Colonel Mosby, he said, to ask for the loan of a horse and equipments. He used the term loan, but it was pretty plain that he meant to take no refusal. The woman replied that her husband had set out for Woodstock the night be- fore on horseback. and therefore it was impossible to grant the colonel's re- quest. The sergeant was going away without word to our two friends, but after reaching his horse he returned and asked:
 What command do you fellers be- long to?''
 pany, replied Kenton.
 Where is it?''
 II don't know.''
 "Humph! Whar yo' goin?"
 None of yo'r bizness!" answered Steve, who had been rolled by the ser gents supercilious airs and lofty tone.
 "Oh, it hain', eh? Mebbe yo've got a pass in yo'r pocket to allow of yo'r rambling around the kentry? If so, I'll take look at it.
 "Yo' hain't big enough!"
 What! Now you uns either show pass, or I'll take yo' along to Kurnel Mosby! He'll mighty soon find out whar yo' belong!"
 'You see," began Kenton, who, re- alized that it was foolish to arouse the mans anger and suspicion, we were guarding the stores at Harrisonburg, and the Federal cavalry came in yes terday and''--
 "Whar's yo'r pass?" interrupted the sergant.
 "Whar's yo'rs?" demanded Steve.
 Show yo'r pass, or I'll take yo' to the kurnel!'
 II should like to explain the case to you," said Kenton, motioning to Steve not to interrupt him. We are Confed- crate soldiers. We were captured at Harrisonburg by the Federals yesterday forenoon, but escaped at dark last night Therefore We have no pass and do not need pass.
 "Yo' may be all right, and yo' may be couple of Yankee spies!' replied lu0 II SO dIO JO II come along with me and explain to the kurneI. Deed, but yo've got to come, straight or cIooked!"
 He had left his revolver and carbine on the saddle. He started for his horse, but Steve was there before him. He had stepped softly out while Kenton was explaining and was now in posses sion of both firearms and a supply of ammunition. Even as the trooper reached the gate Steve gave his horse slap and sent him galloping away and then turned and asked:
 Who s takin anybody to see the kur- neI? Sorter pears to me that yo've dun stubbed yo'r toe and fell down!"
 The sergeant very quietly asked what he was going to do, and his manner be- trayed his anxiety.
 "Goin to git shet of yo' about the fust thing!" answered Steve. Left face! Forward march! Keep goin right down the road till yo' find the kurnel and then give him our love!'
 The trooper marched away without a backward look, and when he was lost to sight by q turn in the road Kenton said.
 Steve, you did bad thing for us. That whole crowd will be after us in- side of hour"
 Don't holler befo' yo'r hit, Yank.' laughed Steve. If we uns hadn't tooken him, he'd hev tooken us, and besides that it suddenly occurred to mo that we'd got to hev something to shoot with. Now, then, let's be a-gettin straight up