The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1905-03-23
cOpyrlsh', l0a, By c. W. DImngham Co.
CHAPTER XvI.-CoNrINUED.

CHAPTER XNI.-CONTINUED.
But If Jackson's real movements are
unknown to our generals, rest you sure
the eyes of bis army have not been left
behind Early that very morning
Johnson sends young Gather with his
gray-clad troop spiering and when our
confident courier comes gallOping along
with McDowers dispatches 70 Sigei
and Reynolds telling them just what is
planned for the day, Gather gathers
him in, sends the much-appreciated
programme TO Johnson, who grins with
delight, and passes it on to Old Jack
himself, away on toward Sudley
Springs, snoozing with his division
commanders Ewell and Taliaferro, on
their soldier pillOw--saddles- the
snake-fenee corner. Here is the chance
Of a lifetime. Somewhere to the west
must be two OF McDOwelPs divisions,
alone. And, even while he is rousing
his right and left bowers, Ewell and
Taliaferro, there comes word from
Stuart that Ricketts, has gone out to
Thoroughfare. and Mcdowell, with one
isolated division is marching eastward
from Gainesville. Now, up guards
and at EN-" Up Ewell and Taliaferro.
Up guns and brlgades three
and brigades just FIVE and away they
80 at the edge of the sheltering woods
until nearly three miles out to the
southwest, and there the dusty, grimy.
gray brigades lie down and wait for
that devoted division.
on TO the right front is a cosy farm
house and Ewell lets his wideawakes
90 samplng and takes hearty sip.
us a dark-eyed young aide-de-camp
rides up with a dripping canteen of the
soothing white auid. Thanks. Mr.
Ladue' says he. That's most refresh
ing BY the way, you know some OF
these fellows we're expecting out yon-
der, don't your and the general points
southwark. Ladue follows the gesture
Df his commander, and then. his eyes,
dark. mournful and apprehensiye, fix
uTSn that vehement soldier face.
Wisconsin," he falters. Il felt
knew it must come-sometime."
Yes, sir. and John Gibbon COM
mands that brigade now, they say. I've
known him for years. To think Of his
being there-and he a Tar Heel" And
here his kindling eyes turn to where
Trimble's men are stretched upon the
turf-North Carolina closed on Ala
bama.
Coming" They're comlngl"
"See" are the excited whispers, and
young officers spring forward and peer
over the low crest In front Poague,
that year-old. yet veteran, gunner, has
nipped a hand 10 his bugler, and low
and mufied Attention." is sounded.
Lew and mufIied, it is repeated still
more family farther of to the east,
where the horses of Wooding and
Carpenter are grazing on the scanty
turf, and drivers and cannoneers spring
10 their posts.
But Old Jack gives no sign. He is
waiting and watching. lie is there in
taddle at tbs edge of the trees, indis-
tinguishab,s in the gathering gloom.
He waits until the leading brigade of
the long column Is clear of the east
ward " the 'wo groves. He lets IL
go pLtil II drops into the low ground
ahout (iroyeton. then mods to Ewell
and-tbe ball begins. Out on a sudden
from the left of the massed lines.
Poagne's lean horses and gaunt, sinewy
gunnerssprlng 70 their work. Six black
muzzlec barkers are whirled round in
battery One-two-three QUICK bel.