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enemy. He felt nosuspicion as to Miss
Baggs carrying information. Being on
the flank Of the army, she would not be
likely to have much information to
carry. The country people were con-
stantly passing between the lines, and
considering their narrowing excuses no
one except with a heart of stone could
well prevent them.
whats in the box ye have with
YEP" asked Ratigan, looking at a square
little box on the seat beside her. It had
been covered with shawl, which had
fallen from over it, exposing it to view.
''Thet? Thet's philosophy machine.
You see, my friend, Sal Glassick, she
knows heap O. things. She's tryin ter
beat some on 'em inter myspore noddle.
Reckon she won't hev no easy time"
"What branch does she teach ye with
that?'' HI.
"Waal, you see, mother, she's sufferin
with palsy, and this hyar box is a-waal,
Sal, she calls it a gal-gal"-
"Galvanic battery?''
"Thet's it. You hit it right thar. A
galvanic battery. We uns re goin ter
try It on mother. Lord a-massy, what's
thet?' ...- 49,:
She directed his attention from the
box to cloud of smoke hanging over
the gaps in the hills far to the west
They were crossing mountain spur and
could see it quite plainly.
"There1 foightin goin on there, re-
marked 'rporal.
''And' MS air gittin licked" OBJ
served elfious Miss Baggs.
''Hoe know that?' asked Rati-
gan, SD @ that she should know
anythin. it,.
Obi inf
''It'ssae .1ate thing-the reckonin of
"waal, 5od see, women hain't got the
big headsymen hev. They can't reason
things out: They hev ter jump at 'em
mebbe, like SAINTS. Ants is powerful
small, but They're most times right
when they reckon.'
Ratigan made no reply. He was
thinking that Miss Baggs did not appear
thought her. He looked at her hands,
incased in coarse gloves, and noticed
that they were small for ''poor white
trash. "
Her attire was very cheap, and her
cowhide shoes did not betoken refine
ment, but somehow he began to gather
a notion that Miss Baggs was not so
dreadfully common as she appeared.
The corporal came Of an excellent fam
lily in his native land, and under ordi-
nary circumstances could detect refine
ment He looked for Miss Baggs to use
some expression beyond the ken Of a
"poor white" girl, but she did not. So
he dismissed the matter from his mind
and began to wonder what excuse he
could make to go on with her under flag
Of truce when she should pass the Union
piokets.
"We uns air goin slow enough ter
worrit snail, !" remarked Miss Baggs.
"And why should we be goin faster?'
Wizard you steal tibet critter?" she
asked, instead Of replying, looking side
wise at the corporal's mount tits
likely huff TO- Tennessee blood.''
sob! That's United States. Don't
ye see the u. S. branded on him?''
"Can he trot?"
"He can beat anything in the bri-
gade.''
"D'you think he can trot with this
hyar critter O. mine.''
Ratigan looked at her rawboned brute
and burst into laugh.
"Waal, now, you needn't take on so.
Reckon I cd give you a brush eff you
was Minded
"All right, me dear. Here's a straight
bit of road.''
"Fo' what stakes?''
"a S. greenback
"Agin Confederate money?''
with pleasure. -
The corporal drew forth a crisp SIS
bill. And Miss Baggs put the thumb
and finger of one hand in the palm of
the other under her glove and drew
out a Confederate shinplaster
"Who holds the stakes?' asked the
corporal gleefully.
''You uns.
'Divil a bit. The lady shall hold
'em.''
She took the bill he handed her and
gave the lines jerk with "Git along
thar! Remember, it's trottin race. "
Ratigan was at disadvantage from
the first. He did not dare to use his
spurs lest his horse should break from a
trot. Miss Baggs' animal began to reach
his lank legs out, triangulating in a
numbering fashion that put him over
the ground at no inconsiderable speed.
The corporal did his best and kept pace
pretty we'll.
''Reckon my Bob Lee kin knock the
stuffin outen your critter, Mr.. Sojer.
Git up, Bob"
With that Bob increased the length
Of his triangulations, increasing their
frequency at the same time The result
was that he carried the old buggy with
Betsy Baggs in it right away from the
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