The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1898-02-12


SasolGerly question"
II am trying to make BeciSley's Land
Tag In siszs ~ catch the boat acsoss, to-
aighs," uhs girl answered. frankly. II
have . yexag brother slowly dying in
Richmond for want OF medicine and
to4ics; and 1 AN going to bring them
over to him, u God lets met"
Mount. Mr.. Fauntleroy," the officer
srdsred, briefly. u mn but delaying
you, Miss Clay; and you have many a
snile to cover in the next two hours.
said knew nothing beyond my orders;
all o soldier has the right to know. But
any reasoning creature may think, l
suppose; and do think, Mr.. Scout, you
lad best be very watchful as you near
the Ferry Ny piclets run to Grantley's;
one at the fork roads; the other-the
advsucs-at Greshams farm. That far"
, he paused and whispered 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 an instant MAY l
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 Of her paving roam. Eve
regard the Palmetto boys as comrades,
known or not. Thank you sincerely
for your warming, too. Wen keep our
eyes well front, rest assured. Good-by."
Loosing the tnut rein, Miss Clay let
the eager roam bound forward, as Mum
SON eloenily stepped out of the road
and came to carry, like spectral SEN
try through the mist. %
nice fellow, that, Cousin Caro-"
Evan said. chirpily, as he ranged along
side, "All those Legion fellows are, 1
guess Hello that is snow, sure enough.
Felt It on my nose" ASS. 49,
%:I hope it u.s." the lady answered,
briefly. >a. so
s"You do? Well that's charitable to
the poor devils on dark picket, Miss
Clay" ~.- .~.. - a.;
81. had forgotten them" the girl re-
piled. 81 was only thinking that it
would moderate in snow, and then the
river would not freeze before l could
get back. Yes; that is snow; one-two
-4-three-a dozen flakes have struck my
cheek" a a, ,e.
"Enviable snow!" laughed her COM
panion. Would were flake upon
that nose, If might touch that cheek!
That's as pretty paraphrase as Capt
Charlton-my superior ofiicer--could
make. Hello!' he suddenly interrupted
himself, as his quick right hand whipped
a revolver from it's holster and his left
pulled the black down to slow canter;
"we're followed Lieut.. Greene said he
didn't know"
He turned In his saddle, bending low
over the crup to listen intently, the
click Of the pistol lock sounding sharp
on the air. The girl steadied her horses
stride with easy pull of her left hand,
and her right also slipped a revolver
from the holster at her pommel.
Pursuing hoofs certainly rang out
from the frozen road behind, drawing
nearer and nearer.
There's only one" Evan whispered,
quietly. IF he's Yank, he's not after
us. But forewarned is forearmed."
He wheeled his horse and halted be.
hind tree, as Miss Clay, with intuitive
tactics, turned hers into the underbrush
opposite and faced the road.
"S-st! coz" called the scout, In stri.
dent whisper at the shadowy shape in
the haze opposite. There's only one
Of him. II he's Yank, leave him &c
me. Don't you shoot! Mammals 9
widow; and you might make her an or
phan, tool"
IAN right, you goose" Miss Clay
whispered back, as quietly as though
consenting to give him turn In the
ewmen. When we get back to head
quarters I'll make you shoot match
with me, before the staff
"Listen! He's calling,-yes, calling
met" Evan broke In. II wondel
what's Wy! It's the Aeutenanvs voice.
and ne drew into the road, as the hoof
beats came clearer, and the legion Off
Ger galloped up.
81 thought I'd visit my advance pick
o." he said to Evan, Carolyn Clay fan
eied tribe anxiously, 80 spurred W
to overtake you. You're both better
mounted than l; and voice carries so
I feared to yell. They may have I'd
vanced since"
) He stopped abruptly, but not befor'
the girls quick perception caught tn
idea.
$50 you are expecting Averill?" sh
said, quietly. "Let me see: he woul'
have to cross at Washington, or above. l
he be out for a raid he would not force
: march his horses over such roads; so w
should make the Ferry long before hi
scouts could meet us, Besides, h
would take the lower road. 1t is bette
than this trail"
lyon are good soldier, Miss Clay,
the Carolinian replied, gazing through
the gloom at the cool speaker, in som
wonderment "But Ihave never men
) toned Gen. Averill's name: nor do
: really knop anything beyond my owl
orders at last dawn. Your idea Is no
an impossible one, for do not suppos
] the general would have sent us on
picnic; but whom, or what, he expects
} have no knowledge"
"Averillr the girl answered con
fldently. Hunter and Fitzpatrick ar
watching West virginia-we know tina
!; at Stuart's headquarters; also tina
} Averill was closeted with the secretar
Of war at Washington last Wednesday
7 and cavalry was massing at Harper