San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1896-01-09
THE COMEDY OF WAR.
By JOEL CHANDLER HARRIS.
copyright, 1885, by the Author.l
CONTINUED from yesterdays ISSUE
CHAPTER ~.
CoMMERCE AND SENTIMENT.

CnAfIEh Nv.
COMMERCE AND SENTIMENT.
upon my sowl," said O'Halloran,
as he and Captain Somerville went
forward. the big Irishman leading the
way, "I'm afeard I'm tollin ye into
trap"
"How?" asked the captain.
"Why, there's three of the Johnnies
comm, sor, an the ould man an the CUR
rul make five."
"Haltm said the captain, using the
word by force of habit The two paused,
and the captain took in the situation at
a glance. Then he turned to the big
Irishman, with queer look on his face
"What is it, sor?"
"I'm in for it now. That is my ia
ther yonder, and the young lady is my
sister"
"The divvle an Tom Walker u ex-
claimed o 'Halloran. IT'S quite fam
lily rayuniou, sor."
81 don't know whether to make my
self known or not. What could have
possessed them to stay here? I'll see
whether they know me- i" AS they went
forward the captain plucked o Halloran
by the sleeve. "I'll be shot if the john
ny with his arm in the sling isn't my
brother"
"Iwas expectin it, sor," said the big
Irishman, giving matters humorous
turn. "Soon the cousins will be poppin
out from under the bushes.
By this time the two were near
enough to the approaching Confederates
to carry ON a conversation by lifting
their voices little.
"Hello, Johnny" said O'Halloran.
"Hello, Yank," replied Fitzpatrick.
whats the countersign, johnny"
Tobacco. What is it ON your side,
Yank?"
"Tay an coffee, Johnny"
"You are mighty right" Fitzpatrick
exclaimed. "Stack your arms agin a
tree
1.-THE same to We, said O'Halloran.
The Irishman, using his foot as a
broom, cleared the dead leaves and twigs
from little space of ground, where he
deposited his bundle, and Fitzpatrick did
the same. John Fambrough, the wound
ed Confederate, went forward to greet
his father and sister, and Lieutenant
Clopton went with him. The squire was
not in good humor,
II tell you what. john" he said to
his son, 81 don't like to be harborin
nary side It's agin my principles. I
don't like this colloguin an palaverin
betwixt folks that ought to be by good
rights a-knockin one another ON the
head. If they want to colleague an pala-
yer why don't they go som 'ers else?"
The squirrels son tried to explain, but
the old gentleman hooted at the expla
nation. "Come ON, oulel Let's go an
see what they're up to. !"
As they approached, the Irishman
glanced at Captain Somerville, and saw
that he had turned away, cap in hand,
to hide his emotion.
"Ye're just in time" the Irishman
said to Squire Fambrough in banter
ing tone, "to watch the continuing ar
mics This mite of a Johnny will swim
die the government if don't kape me
eye on him. /"
"Is this what You call WARP the
squire inquired sarcastically. "Who
axed you to come trespassin ON my
land?"
"Oh, we'll put the leaves back where
we found Them" said Fitzpatrick, eff
we have to git furlough."
Fright We arel' said the Irishman.
"It is Just a little trading frolic
among the boys" Captain Somerville
turned TO the old man with a courteous
bow. "They will do no harm. I'll an
swer for that. /"
"Well, I'll tell you how feel about
itr' Squire Fambrough exclaimed with
some warmth. "I'm in here betwixt the
hostiles. They amt nobody here but
me an my daughter. We don't poster
anybody, an we don't want nobody to
poster us. One Of my SONS is in the
Union army, hear tell, an the other is