The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1896-11-06

plete possession of all our plans, and
knew every detail of our formed move
ments. All had to be changed"
The younger man now instantly I'M
derstood the incomprehensible order of
the day before. The general of division
continued, with his first touch of Off
cial Formally: "You understand, there
fore, Gen. Brant, that in the face of this
extraordinary treachery the utmost
vigilance is required, and complete
surveillance of your camp followers and
civilians to detect the actual spy within
our lines or the traitor we are harbor-
ing who has become possessed of this in
formation. You will overhaul your
brigade, and weed out all suspects, and
in the position which you are to take
tomorrow and the plantation you will
occupy, you will see that your private
quarters, as well as your lines, are
cleared of all but those you care much
for" He refined in his horse, again
extended his hand, saluted and rejoined
his staff.
Brig. Gen. Clarence Brant remained
for q moment with his head bent in adj
miring contemplation of the GOODNESS of
his veteran chief, under this exciting
disclosure, and the strategy with which
he had frustrated the traitors success.
Then his eye caught the sealed packet
in his belt. He mechanically drew it
out and broke the seal. The envelope
was filled with paper and memoran-
duns. AS he glanced at them his face
darkened and his brow knit. He glanced
quickly around him. The staff had trot-
ted away; the captain and his detail
were continuing their work at a iittel
distance. He took a long breath. he
was holding in his hand tracing of
their position, even of the position he
was to occupy to-morro 7,and detailed
account Of the movements, plans and
force of the whole division. as had been
arranged in council of war the day be-
fore the battle, but there was no indi-
cation of the writer or his intentions.
He thrust the paper hurriedly back
into the envelope, and placed it, this
time, in his breast. He galloped towards
the captain:
Let me see the officer from whom
you took that packets"
The captain led him to where the
body lay, with others, extended more
decently on the grass awaiting removal.
Gen. Brant with difficulty reprcssed an
ejaculation.
"Why, it's one of our own men," he
said quickly.
"Yes, general. They say it's Lieut..
Wainwright, a regular of the division
supply department"
Then what was he doing here?"
asked Gen. Brant, sternly.
Il can't make out, sir, unless he went
into the last advance as a volunteer.
Wanted to see the fight, reckon. He
was dashing fellow, West Pointer
and southerner, too-a Virginian."
"a Virginian!" echoed Brant, quickly.
Eyes, sir"
Search him again." said Brant quiet
". He had recovered his usual GOODNESS,
and as the captain again examined the
body, he took out his tablets and wrote
| few lines. 1t was an order to search
the quarters of Lieut.. Wainwright, and
bring all papers, letters and documents
to him. He then beckoned one OF the
detail toward him. Take that to the
provost marshal at once. Well, cap
tain," he added calmly, as the officer
again approached him, what do you
find?"
"Only this, sir" returned the captain,
with a half smile, producing small
photograph. 81 suppose it was over
| looked, too" He handed it to Brant.
There was a sudden fixing of his COM
manding officers eyes, but his face did
not otherwise change.