The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1900-07-01

a rule. He was rather popular because
of his grit and cheerfulness, but to-day
he felt all out of sorts because of his
great disappointment. For the first time
he struggled and fell behind-he was so
tired and hungry, and his good friends
in his company were so played out them
selves that they did not notice his absence.
In the afternoon he slipped aside and
threw himself down on the damp grass
behind some bushes-just for five min
ntes rest, he said. The trouble is, when
one is very tired that If one stops to
rest, il is agony TO start again. Every
thing was still; the tramp of the march
Ing men and the creak of the wagon train
was dying away. The drummer staggered
10 his feet, and al the same moment, from
the bushes in front of him, there came
into the open space a remarkably fat,
compacent and succulent-looking young
pig. Bobby gazed and the little porker
gazed. Bobby's mouth watered and the
pigs little eyes looked anxious and amaz-
ed. With a howl of delight Bobby charg
ed, forgetting ali his miseries
Its pork he screeched, but it's
fresh"
The pig squealed and bolted. Away went
Bobby's drum and sticks as he followed
Into the wood the pig rushed in a panic
After il the drummer heedessly plunged
They dashed through water and mud and
ldDSlc VI lulthtlS. DODDS eACll6Nlett at
the prospect of fresh pork for dinner was
so graf that his if joints and sore limbs
were forgotten. AT last, quite a mile from
the road, the fat little pig ran into a
thickct more tangled than usual 1t got
caught in vine and Bobby leaplng mad
~, fell on top of it. There was a prolonged
squeal from the pig, much painting on
Bobbys part and then the porker was
no more. Bobby rose triumphant and
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own age.
Excuse he" said the lad. but that's
my pigr'
The strange boy was tall and seemed
well-fed, and was remarkably cool and
collected. Bobby noticed his dress. That
was rather different TO the usual dress of
Northern boys, but the most peculiar
thing abou it was the stun and the color
of the jack I. 1t was made of regulation
Southern gray.
oh it is your pig, Is it?" the little
drummer asked valiantly. well, once it
might have been, but now It belongs to
the army of the United States, do you
see? and besides that, as l notice YOU
wear the enemys colors, l want to tell
you that you may consider yourself my
prisoner"
Bobby reached Cor his short sword, but
suddenly remembered that he had I'M
the sword was lying beside his drum. The
other boy saw his plight and laughed.
How do you know you're not my pris-
oner?" he asked.
Bobby put down the pig and put up his
fists.
You can't take me alive" said Bobby
But the other boy did. They fought for
few minutes and the drummer boy had
no chance. He was weary and sore and
stiff and hungry and soon had to give in
Now" said the Southern boy trium-
phantly, bur not unkindly, you must
come along with me"
Agreeable Captivity.
Bobby had to obey and soon the two
came to a comfortable looking farm house
on a clearing far back in the woods Bob
by, feeling very small, was ushered across
veranda into a large room.
Papa" cried the Southern boy, eve
revenged your wound. I've taken a Yam
kee prisoner-in fair Tight too!'
Bobby stared with all his might. Ar
oficer--a Southern oficer-in r-glmental
grey. sat at the foot of a table A very
handsome lady sat at the head. A pref
~ girl sat on one side between them, anc
there was a vacant place opposite to hei
apparently for his conqueror.
That's what made me late for dinner,
said the boy, and rapidly explained tbs
capture of the pig and it's results.
The officer laughed looking keenly a
the young soldiers, and Bobbys spirits
rose when he saw that the lady looked OF
him very sympathedcally, in spite of III
fact that he had been caught, a red-hand