The National tribune., 1906-06-07

tenden, whose heart is that OF true
soldier and patriot, stately and reticent
believing in the justice of the old Mas
ter Of us all, but assuring that If the
rebels stood at all there would be -
hard fighting; gay old Stanley hero
of five battles, quick and comprehen-
sive in suggestion, moving about rest
lessly, with saber Yattling at his heels;
Johnson, grave and saturnine, but ear
nest and thoughtful; Negley, prompt,
decisive, and ready upon requisition,
come when 1t might; and quiet Phil
Sheridan. keen observer, but silent now,
so unlike him in battle, where he shows
heart OF oak. Others may have
called between sunset and midnight.
"Rosecrnns and Thomas.
There was swift interchange of
thought, and two drew aside. The
bed of the Chief occupied the space be-
tween two doors. The right-hand door
communicated with the military tele-
graph Office. Between the bed and the
front window near ii was narrow
space. The typographical maps were
tackled to the door and spread upon the
bed. The Aids table set under the
window-sill. The Chief sometimes used
corner of ii, and sometimes a corner
of Garesche's table, which was under
the other front window, near the CRATE
When the Chief consulted the true and
into the niche between the two tables,
and his commander seated himself di-
| rectly in his front, looking into his
eyes. Gen. Thomas backed in there
now, you would have said mechani-
| calIy-it was a habit of a month IS
growth. The Chief was balanced upon
the edge of a chair, leaning over yis-a-
Wis, almost In the embrace OF Thomas.
| The conversation was animated, almost
vehement the consulted listening pro-
foundly, the consulter alking rapidly
and vehemently, with / .szing eyes, the
former nodding now and then, perhaps
| dropping curt suggestion. All un-
| dertone, but there was destiny I'm IT,
Battle was flashing from the tips of
nervous fingers which had base upon
| the edge of the chair. Those who know
him can see the plan as he was manip-
ulating 1t in his nervous way.
| The others were chatting a little
commonplace colloquy. or looking in
to the crate watching the cedar sticks
curl into fame. How much of the
past and OF the future one may see in
blaze or heap OF glowing Goals.
| Garesche, his head bowed over the cor
ner OF the table, which seemed part Of
| him, until his broad, clear brow al
most touched the tip OF his pen-for
!, he was Observation-Disclosures fiingin1 off
| sheets OF manuscript In his wonderful
Way-orders, correspondence instruc-
tions--suspending now and then to re-
spond pleasantly to some interpolated
query. You supposed he was always
sitting at that corner Of hts table-and
| indeed he was. from 10 o'clock nf
morning till long after midnight. when
not racing through fresh newspaper.
with sort OF impatfence which in ii-
Gated jealousy that 1t was robbinx
him OF precious time. Stan ofY3cers
were tip-toeing in and out softly. or
| lounginG about In easy-chairs or upon
cot near. the chimney-jam corner OF
| the chamber over against the back
| wall. Father Tlecy slipped in13 the
room In hts gentlemanly way-every-
body greeting him kindly-iet fy his
budget of 'grapevtnsS which he had o
faculty Tor picking uD In the streets
and then slipped cut aeain % softly.