Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-11-01

Badger boy too happy. The doctor
was aging fast and apparently break
Ing. Rosalie was stern and strange
Squire Benton, with Elinor, as he had
long planned, fastened on to Washing
ton when notified by wire that Fred
had a weeks leave from the front,
and Fred's earnest, yet almost humble
plea that he should be allowed to bring
his father to see DR.. Chilton-his sis
ter to see her-Rosalie had almost
CURLY refused. Then she had fairly
stunned him by saying, eff you really
wish to do me a favor, Mr.. Benton,
there is one man I'd like to meet, and
that is-Maj. Lounsberry." Bentonl
should have known by the flash in her
eye, the fury in her tone that for no
sweet assurance did she so desire to
see that distinguished Virginian, now
every moment expectant of exchange.
But in Benton's helpless, hopeless love,
he was consumed with unreasoning
jealousy. Yet it was through his plan
ming, after all, that they met-the blue
eyed sister who SO surely had read
! her brothers secret-the dark-eyed,
chafing, fitful, Tuning Virginia beauty
who so surely held it. Washington
was torrid and unwholesome; and
just before Fred hurried back to the
division he had brief conference with
his father. The Chiltons would surely
need money, said he, and as surely
refuse it If rendered by them. Neither
the doctor nor Rosalie began to know
until long months thereafter that the
ample means so readily supplied by the
doctors widowed sister came from that
hard-headed, hard-fisted western law
yer, whose next move was to Cape
May with Elinor: and there were they
still recuperating at the Atlantic sea-
board, the fathers already friends, the
daughters still ION guard" at the very
moment when Jack Chiffon, scouting
with the advance Of Fitzhugh Lees
brigade, and Paul Ladue, riding the
dim picket lines of Ewells grim vet
Grams, and Fred Benton, here at Buck
lands, closing in with that strong,
disciplined division, were dreaming
not ten miles apart of what the NOR
row might bring forth.
Not until the shadows grew long
across the stubble fields that lovely Au-
gust evening came the first fierce Crap
pie OF that devoted brigade. March
ing at dawn through Bucklsnd's, they
found the pike toward Gainesville
crowded with Sigel's trains and team
sters through which they slowly forced
way, for. far in the eastward dis
lance little SNOWFALL puffs, bursting
sudden into view above the treetops,
then drifting into vaporous nothing,
told the shells were flying fast ahead,
while similar, fleecy cloudlets against
the dark background of the Bull Run
range told equally of other fighting
to their left and rear. The corps COM
mander, with his one division, dived
into the winding wood roads toward
Manassas until brought up standing
after two p. m. by disconcerting news
from Pope-that the hare had not
waited for the bag, that swift-footed
Jackson had given them the slip, and
wasn't where they looked for him at
all. In point Of fact having no caval-
ry to do his looking for him, Pope
didn't know where Jackson was
1t is three hours later when, bidding
his biggest division obey it's new or
ders, just received, Mcdowell, rides
away to find his chieftain Pope and
show him the field. Thereby he loses
Pope, loses touch with his divisions,
loses all chance of usefulness in the
battle that is to close the day-poses,
in fact, himself, for he cannot find his
way to his own command over the
field he knew so we'll the year before,
even when signalled by the guiding
thunder of the heaviest cannonade,
the sullen crashing of the firecest vol
leying, those tangled woods have ever
heard. At five or thereabouts comes
staff officer from Pope with these as
founding tidinss: Jackson is located
Jackson has dared to cross Bull Run
and march in the teeth of the coming
corps Of the Army Of the Potomac.
Reno and Kearny have followed his
rear guard-Hill's light division
straight to Centreville. Where is Gen.
Mcdowell? Here! Well, Gen. Pope's
orders are for this, McDowell's corps,
to retrace its steps to the Warrenton
pike, then turn eastward and march
forthwith on Centreville, whittier jack
son, with all hands, has shifted his
colors, and where Pope now proposes
to apply the sack Further orders will
meet the corps on the way.
Now there is but one division to
obey the order, but loud ring the bu-
giles through the leafy woods. Up
spring the men of the old brigade, re-
freshed by three hours rest, with cof-
fee and hard tack to comfort them ere
starting, and, as the heads of columns
reach the pike again and turn sturdily
away eastward, some levelheaded band
leader signals to his men, and the
Black Hats set up shout as the woods