The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1901-02-22

triumph and looked contemptuously at
the horse at his side The latter seemed
to be ashamed of himself and his atti-
tude was apologetic, but he had done
his best and therefore should not have
been blamed
Come, - | said, 1--WE will get out of
this wood and walk back across the
fields. Walk by my side. | will watch
you, as l do not want any more treach-
cry"
| spoke with great sternness, as the
mite of pity felt when saw the tears
had gone. She obeyed with surprising
meekness and walked beside ME, while
led the horses, holding both brides in
one hand. was glad that | had been
SO sharp with her, and l saw now it
was the proper way with rebellious
women. A man has only to show to-
ward them a stern, unyielding temper,
and they submit at once She was
crushed, and again that mite of pity
rose up in my breast, for nearly always
We feel trace of sympathy for those
whom we have vanquished
Her head dropped, there was faint
appeal in her eyes, and her walk showed
WEAKNESS. She seemed to have forgot
ten that her hair was loose down her
back, for she let it hang in long curls
of gold, FURNISHED where the sunshine
fell upon it, dark in the shadow.
The yellow of the sun was deepening
into red, Il sign that the afternoon was
waning, and | was anxious about the
future, for which, like good soldier,
I felt it my duty to provide She must
have seen the care in my face, for she
asked
Are you thinking how we shall
reach General Morgan?'
General Morgan or some one else. -
Is it far to his campo
81 cannot say. | do not know where
he is. The American camp just now is
of shifting character. -
"To keep out of Tarleton's way,
suppose?"
"Either that or to find him.
Then she seemed to repent of her gibe
at our running away from the British.
"But General Morgan is brave man,
have heard, she said.
That warmed my heart
He is brave man, - I said, "and,
what is more, he is a fiEo soldier and
general. -
"What pity he is not on the right
side!''
- Let's not quarrel about that again. -
l thought | could afford to be gener-
GUS. My situation was so superior tc
hers.
After that we walked along in silence
for several minutes. The red tint of the
sun deepened; faint shadows appeared
in the blue velvet of the sky
II want TO ask you one question, -
she said presently,
"There is nothing to prevent your
asking it, -
"But 1 want an answer, direct and
correct. :"
"If it does not interfere with the
progress of the campaign"
81 don t think it will do that. "
"What is it?''
"What is your name?'
laughed 1t had never occurred to
me before to tell her
st is true,' said, "that we have
not had an introduction, though we are
seeing good deal of each others So
ciety, but it is not too late. My name is
Philip Marcel "
"Why, that sounds like French, and !
thought you were an American.
Both are true. am an American,
and the name Marcel used to be French.
am of French descent partly, and l
may have British blood, too, though l
shall not boast of it. There are many of
US in South Carolina.
"But | thought you were northern
You said you had been serving in the
northern army of the rebels''-
"The patriots. !"
"Well, the patriots then, under Mr.
Washington. -
General Washington
"Well, General Washington.
eyes, have been serving in the
northern army Of the patriots under
General Washington, but he has sent
me south with General Greene and the
others, mostly southerners themselves,
to redeem this part OF the country from
the British raiders. But am a South
Carolinian.
She relapsed into silence again, and l
initiated her example. | had enough of
Importance anyhow to think about
without talking to a girl, an enemy
hut nrnSpnt1v | rpnol1actn1
Pardon me, +" said, "but you have
forgotten something too
"What is it,"
"You have not told me your name Z"
"That is true and tho introduction
cannot be complete until do"
Certainly not. y
"My name is Howard. "
Howard What Howard?''
Julia Howard My father is John
Sinclair Howard, major in Tarleton s
legion. Twas born in Devonshire, Eng
land, and | am here with my father,
having nobody else to look after me,
until such time as these rebellious col
onies are put down and restored in their
allegiance to their lawful sovereign,
George Ill, king of England, Scotland,
Wales and Ireland, God bless him"
thought that God could find some-
thing better to do than to waste his
time blessing King George, a fat Ger
man blockhead but kept the thought
to myself just then,
'Then, mark my words, Miss Julia
Howard of Devonshire, England"
said, ''you have come here to stay"
81 don't belieVa il -