Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1905-12-06
CHAPTER XVI.-CoNTINUED.

CHAPTER XVI-CoNTINUED.
But if Jackson's real movements are
unknown to our generals, rest you sure
the eyes of his 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 McDowell's dispatches to Stgei
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-fence corner. Here is the chance
OF lifetime! Somewhere to the west
must be two of McDowelrs divisions,
alone. And, even while he is rousine
his right and left bowers, Ewell and
Tali3ferrO, there comes word from
Stuart that Ricketts, has gone out to
Thoroughfare, and Mcdowell. with one
isolated division is march ing eastward
from Gainesville. Now, up guards
and al 'em." Up Ewell and Taliaferro!
Up guns and brigades-batteries three
and brigades just five and away they
go 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.
OF to the right front is a cosy farm
house and Ewell lets his wideawakes
go sampling. and takes a hearty sip.
as a darkeyed young aide-de-camp
rides up with dripping canteen of tn
soothing white fluid. Thanks, Mr..
Ladue,' says he. That's most refresh
ing. Ely the way, you know some OF
these fellows we're expecting out yon-
der, don't you?" and the general points
southwark. Ladue follows the gesture
of his commander, and then, his eyes,
dark. mournful and apprehensive, fix
upon 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 Tar He'll" And
here his kindling eyes turn to where
Trimble's men are stretched upon the
turf--NoTth Carolina closed on Ala
bama.
Coming" They're comingi'
"See!" are the excited whispers. ant
young officers spring forward and peel
over the low crest in front. Poague
that year-old, yet veteran, gunner, ha.
fiipred hand to his bugler, and low
and muffied Attention." is sounded
Low and muffled, it is repeated still
more family farther off to the east
where the horses of Wooding ant
Carpenter are grazing on the scant.
turf. and drivers and cannoneers sprin,
to their posts.
But Old Jack gives no sign. He i
waiting and watching. He is there il
saddle at the edge of the trees, indis
Gnguishable in the gathering gloom
He waits until the leading brigade o
the long column is clear of the east
ward of the TWO groves. He lets |
go until it drops into the low groun'
about .Groveton, then mods to EweI
and-the ball begins. Out on suddel
from the left of the massed lines
Poague's lean horses and gaunt, sinew
gunners spring to their work. Six black
muzzled bankers are whirled round il
battery. One-two-three-Quick bel