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CHAPTER XX.
Tirr ITCUIT AT TIIE I'ENCE.
'YES," said Sergeant
[■ bine, ammunition
vßll am * pome percussion'
to liould the fince till
iaF the rigimint comes.
—' 1 D'ye moind me?"
"If the gov'ment"— began big Pat
Callahan, but Mick snarled:
"llouhl ycr jaw an' talk wid yer car
bine! All av ye fix yer carbine soights
at 000 yards. Loie down an' take good
rest on the fince rails. Count off from
the roight up to 1<». Whin I give the
worrud, number wan Is to foire at tho
first mounted officer at the right for
ninst him, number two at the nixt. an'
so on. an' alch av ye kape 011 shootin'
till yez bring down yer man. Whin
they ain't got any ginerals an' colonels
an' majors an' things, mebbe they'll
shtop to talk about it an' give our rigi
mint a chance to come up an' charge
'em. Them mln that ain't got no
mounted officers to shoot at, foire loike
blazes at the colors. Don't any man
elioot till I holler 'toime!'"
The Jacket filling heart throb that all
soldiers can recall came upon measllay
down and selected a "rest" where there
tvas a clear way between the shrub
bery and weeds which always infest a
country fence row. The promise was
of a fight of a kind for which I had al
ways longed—a fight with a mass of
troops instead of with occasional heads
and shoulders half screened by trees
and stumps. But I liail also longed to
be In the saddle and following a dash
ing, trusty commander and with an
even chance of success. Now 1 was
hugging the ground, with an unfamil
iar carbine in my hands, a Summerton
ruffian for my commander and the odds
against me at least 50 to 1.
"Toime!" screamed Mick.
Our carbines reported almost in vol
ley force style. The heat shimmer pre- i
vented good aim, yet there were three
less heads visible above the gray line
when the smoke had been blown away.
"Kape peggin' at 'em!" said Mick as
he leaned 011 the fence, shaded his eyes
and peered forward. A few more shots
were fired in quick succession by each
man, after which 110 more mounted
officers were visible. The gray line
stopped quivering like a heat hand.
Evidently it had halted.
"Kape 011 foirin'," Mick ordered, "an'
make aich shot tell! Pepper all along
their loine! Take a lot of ground to the
roight an' lift, youse fellers 011 the
flanks, so they'll think our loine is lon
ger an' there's more of us than there
be."
The order was obeyed. The gray
line had decreased the distance be
tween us to about a quarter of a mile,
so we could note breaks in the ranks
whenever our shots told.
"Aim careful!" Mick ordered. "It's
no toime to fool away cartridges."
I was of the same opinion, and I was
beginning to wonder what would hap
pen should we run out of cartridges.
There was a standing order in the reg
iment that every man should always
have 40 carbine cartridges in his box
and 10 full rounds for his revolver, but
so short had been our many previous
fights that all of us had become care
less as to quantity of ammunition. Sel
dom had any man more pistol ammuni
tion than that already in his revolver.
No one was astonished to hear big Pat
Callahan growl:
"Dliivil another cattridge hev I to me
name."
"Nor I," said Brainard.
"Ye're dhivils, both av ye! But kape
yer revolvers—all av ye—for close ac
tion!" shouted Mick, "an' pray fer the
rest av our rigimint to come up."
The carbine fire continued, but more
slowly, while men who were out of
cartridges borrowed from comrades
with fuller boxes. Soon the firing ceas
ed entirely. Mick frowned, glared
wildly and said to me:
"Coppyral Frost, ye've the biggest
ears in all Summerton. Go out to tho
road an* lay yer ear down to it an' see
av ye can hear the rlgimcnt a-comln'."
I obeyed orders and at first mistook
my heartbeats for hoof beats, but I was
obliged to report that I could hear
nothing.
The silence was becoming appalling,
for the enemy had not yet fired a shot.
The Johnnies, more sensible than their
adversaries, seldom or never wasted
their bullets on smoke puffs and "cov
ers" behind which figures did not
jliow.
"Oi'd loike to luk into the olye av the
felly that's a-bossin' 'em mi' see fhat his
thrick'll be," said Sergeant Mick. "Av
Ol was hirn an' tilings so quoit in front
nv me, Oi'd think ho was sneakin' for a
back holt. Coppyral Brainard, fliat's
yer own opinion?"
"Same as yours, sergeant," Brainard
replied. "He doesn't know how few
wo are, for we've fired a great many
shots, and he doesn't imagine we have
breechloaders. Probably he thinks his
enemy lias left his front and is trying
to flank him. I wonder, though, that
he doesn't send out skirmishers to look
Into the situation over here."
"Tlirue fer yez. It's ividint yez
didn't lave yer brains in yer bunk back
in camp. Now moind whoile Oi spake
to yez all. Call In thim min 011 the
flanks—tell 'em to come on their han's
an' knees. Are yez all here? Thin
listen: Av they sinil skirmishers over,
we mustn't let none av 'em git back,
Use their boss'll know how wake our
line is, an' they'll try to cutoff our rigi
mint from camp, unless maybe the rigi
mint's already done the same by them,
an' they'll ate us up Intoireiy.
"So we must kape lvery dhivil av
'em from gittin' back. Scatter to the
roight an' lift whin the skirmisher
come. Let 'em git over the fince an'
toward the horses. Thin close in an'
give it to 'em In the back wid yer pis
tols, an' don't foire till yer so close
that yez can't miss 'em. They can't
foire more than wan shot apiece—the
skirmishers can't—if ye don't give 'em
a chance to reload."
"An' how'll we git away then, with
tho Johnnies close to our horses?" ask
ed big Pat Callahan.
"Git away, is it? Ye don't git away
till ye kill me—ye or any av ye. We're
here to liould the fince, an' here we stay
till the rigimint comes, or we goto
glory, if yer pistol gits lmpty, pick up
a fince rail an' use it loike a lance or a
polke. Glory be to the poikes av auld
Oireland that me gran'fatber an' his
neighbors used ag'in the English!
Thim pine rails is loight, an' thev're
longer than a musket with a bay'nit ou
it. Punch below tlio belt wid 'em.
Don't tear, for Oi'rn the referee In this
foiylit, an' Oi won't cry 'foul!' no mat
ter that ye (lo to 'em. A finee rail jab
below th' It'll kape any wan av 'em
quiet till ..e can rayson wid him.
Whin"—
"Sergeant," said Brainard, "1 beg
your pardon, but the enemy's going to
»l<- something."
•'Attin tion!" Mick commanded. All
of us peered between tiie rails. There
was a perceptible movement along the
enemy's front, and at their left flank a
single ticldpiece was pushed forward.
Suddenly that ticldpiece was tired, and
we heard a loud volley of musketry and
hundreds of bullets whistling over u®,
hitting tree trunks and cutting twigs.
Sergeant Mick, the only man who was
standing, turned suddenly on his heel
!rml looked behind him as if he had
dropped something. Apparently shot
or a bit of grape from the ticldpiece
had come his way, for Mick's left arm
wns severed just above the elbow and
hung by a strip or two of his sleeve.
"Will somebody loose that thing from
vnc?" said Mick.
I drew my knife from its sheath in
ni.v boot and cut the shreds of sleeve,
dropping the arm to the ground. Two
other men quickly bound the stump
with a handkerchief twisted rope fash
"<>n. putting under it a bit of dead stick
n lieu of tourniquet. It ws every
Hooper's duty to know what to do in
rase of accident. Mick turned and
1. !<>ked again toward the enemy, laugh
ed and said:
"Do yez moind the cunnln' av the
baste? That volley was to hoide the
skirmishers wid shmoke. Here they
come! There's not more than wan
eomp'ny av 'em. Oi hope it's big. Ue
mimbcr the fince rails, mln. Glory be
to the poikes av auld Oireland! Don't
WFPP 1 531*
-
It struck one of the Johnnies dtul knocked
him down.
let a man git back! Scatter, now, roight
an' lift. Coppyral Frost, would yez
moind givin' me that arm av inoineY"
"What in"— 1 began. Mick opened
three middle buttons of his jacket and
said softly—the first time I had ever
heard a soft note in the nutmeg grater
voice of Mick McTwyny:
"It's been around me swatehcart.
If Ol'm kilt, Oi'd loike it buried wid
me."
'Twaa no time for ceremony, yet 1
bowed twice, first to tlie arm, then to
its owner, as Mick thrust the fragment
of himself into tlie front of his jacket,
and he and I made way to the left un
der cover of the fence.
The skirmishers came on in tine style,
fixing bayonets as they ran. We after
ward learned that they had supposed
the way clear and had merely come to
make assurance doubly sure. They
soon found themselves in error and the
nex* few minutes were uncomfortable
in the extreme for all concerned. Shoot
ing at men at short pistol range is de
pressing work unless the shooter is
drunk. Shooting any man In the back
is unmanly work. To fire into the
backs of brave soldiers for whom you
know that fathers and mothers and
brothers and sisters and sweethearts
and wives and children are longing and
hoping and praying is not doing as you
would be done by. But war is war.
ISesides, not all our shots took effect.
Revolver shots seldom do except when
men are never out of practice. I beg
ged Mick 10 save his own revolver
charge for self defense, but he snarled
at the suggestion. Then I reminded
him that an empty revolver would do
some effective work if held by the bar
rel and used ns a hammer. When the
pistol firing began to slacken, Sergeant
Mick shouted:
"Don't fergit the fince rails! Glory be
to the poikes av auld Oireland!"
A fence raii could not be wielded with
one band, but Mick did not seem em
barrassed. lie thrust his empty re
volver into his belt and fought with his
uninjured arm, the winner in many a
list fight. He did wonders at dodging,
tripping and "slugging" as he ran to
and fro near the fence to head off such
gray skirmishers as might attempt to
fall back. I. with my fence rail, fol
lowed him closely and succeeded in
preventing some awkward situations,
for the reach of an arm does not equal
that of a musket with a bayonet on it.
When either of us downed a man, Mick
followed with a vigorous kick below
the belt. The kicks were brutal, but it
was Mick's duty to hold the line of that
fence. The odds were heavily against
him, and he was obliged to use any and
all means within reach.
Fighting with fence rails as weapons
was new to us, but we took to it kind
ly. We had to. They demanded a lot
of free space, which was not always
to be had, for the tree trunks would not
get out of our way, and some of us came
to grief while downed by our weapons
having collided with trees. Once I
rushed to Brainard's assistance, sup
posing Ili 111 in deadly peril, for two of
the few remaining Johnnies closed on
iiini with theii bayonets ready to lunge.
But Brainard turned like a teetotum,
holding his rail horizontally. It struck
one of the Johnnies and knocked him
down. In an instant Brainard jumped
and landed with both feet on the stom
ach of the fallen man. He also said,
"I beg your pardon," but the fallen
man's reply was couched in language
unfit for publication. Then Brainard's
rail struck the other mail below the
belt, and he, too, fell. Sergeant Mick
saw the encounter and screamed:
"Hooray, Brainard! Ye little dhivill
I'll thruin ye up to the loightweight
championship av Ameriky whin we
git back to Sunnnertou."
About this time there was a vlalbla
scarcity of Johnnies In fighting trim.
In fact, there was but one—the only of
ficer who seemed to be with the party.
He had an eye like a hawk and had
dashed to and fro as rapidly as if try
ing to learn our number and resources.
Suddenly It occurred to him that ho
had done and learned all in his power
and that it was time to return. I tried
to head him off and bring my rail to
bear upon him. At the same moment
Mick roared:
"Grab their muskets an' their ammy
nitlon! Git back to the fince an' foire
wid 'em ns fast as yez kin! Niver
moind aimin', but make all the noise
yez kin, so they'll think we've cleaned
out their skirmishers an' are beginnln'
the foight ag'in!"
Fully half of us had had some mili
tia practice with muskets, and all the
others had used muzzle loaders against
large or small game before the war, so
we made quite a racket, wliioh, to my
delight, caused the enemy to break into
companies and move to the rear under
the natural impression that their skir
mishers had been overcome and we
had resumed business at the old stand.
But I was still in chase of tho officer.
Once I succeeded in knocking him
down by tripping him, but he was on
his feet again in an instant. Suddenly
I saw Sergeant Mick near me,brandish
ing his severed arm, Tho sleeve had
fallen from it, and it was really a
sightly though displaced human mem
ber. I would give half my possessions
and hopes for one like it, for 'twas a
mass of muscle, with an elbow joint as
big and protuberant as a cobblestone.
Mick raised it to the position of "rear
cut against cavalry" and landed it
fairly ou the back of the officer's neck.
The officer Instantly lauded on his own
back, and the tight for the fence was
over. Then Mick looked across the
fence, saw the retiring enemy and
croaked:
"They've throwed up the sponge!
Niver moind the killed an' wounded
just yet. Look quick to the Johnnies
as was punched wid the fince rails!
Glory be to the poikes av auld Oire
land! An' tie the han's an' fate av
thim that's gittin* over bein' groggy."
We obeyed orders and found some
very sick men, whom we bound so they
could not get away when they recover
ed. Then we did our best for the
wounded. Mick had already 6ent an
other mounted messenger in search of
the regiment to report that the enemy
was retiring, and there was a fine
chance for a chase and a charge. But
the regiment was not found. It found
us two hours later. The affair appear
ed to have been one of many of its
kind. In which an advance of the ene
my, reconnoitering in force, had been
reported so imperfectly by negroes
from beyond the lines that our regi
ment had taken the wrong road, found
nothing and, like many times before,
cursed "the reliable contraband" and
grumbled at a long, hard ride for noth
ing. But they buried the enemy's dead
for us, which was great comfort, for to
kill a man and then have to bury him
Is worse than war. I think it's worse
than hell.
"Hadn't you better go back to camp,
sergeant, now that the fuss Is over'/"
suggested Brainard as we waited for
the regiment. "Your wound needs at
tention."
Mick did not seem to hear. He was
leaning against his horse, looking ten
derly at his severed arm, and we heard
him say, as If he were alone with it:
"Ah, Norah, little did yez iver know
av the strength yo was puttin' Into that
arm whin 'twas around yer swate
waist!"
CIIAFTER XXI.
A CIIAT WITH THE COLOXET..
Brainard's sake 1
* waß glad the fight had
occurred, for it seemed
ImLiU L to me that it should
have put Phil Hamil-
Vml tons Possible chance
OUt llis lnl,U *' " Ut
as soon as we reached
camp the few sick list
men and shirkers who had remained
behind began to croak a story sup
posed to have filtered from the colonel's
tent through several intermediaries
that the colonel had been in 11 rage
about the explosions of my relics in
our old camp, that had made him sup
pose the enemy were shelling us as
we evacuated the post, and that he was
going to make an example of the guilty
party. Sure enough, we had not been
In camp more than two hours when
the orderly sergeant of our company
came to our tent and said:
"The colonel wants to see you two
at once."
We looked at each other and tried to
smile, but failed.
"It seems to me," said I, "that our
share of the fight at the fence ought to
mitigate our punishment—l mean my
own punishment, for you did nothing
in that shell nffalr but tell about it,
like a fool. I suppose that even now
you'll try to make the colonel believe
that you hod some share in it, so as to
shield me."
"I wish I could," replied Brainard
meekly. "I wish I hadn't told of it
when the colonel was so mystified
about the 6hots, but really it did seem
for the good of the service."
"You're too good to live," said I.
"Come along. I hope you'll come in
for some share of tho punishment, you
unspeakable lunatic."
Nevertheless for a corporal to be
summoned by his colonel has a sober
ing effect, so I fought down my feel
ings and tried to assume a bold front
as I dragged Brainard across the
parade ground.
"Pass them In, sentry," said the colo
nel from the open front of his tent as
we drew near. We stopped at the tent
tlaps, saluted and stood at "attention."
"Come In, gentlemen," said the colo
nel, with an odd smile which never
theless seemed not ugly. "Sit down."
Both of us dropped nervelessly on the
colonel's vamp bed, the only neat vis
ible. Tho colonel was handling some
papers which I promptly assumed were
court martial charges against us.
"I was greatly surprised and also
pleased," continued the colonel, still
handling the papers, "at receiving to
day commissions for both of you- com
missions as first lieutenants."
1 looked at Brainard, and Brainard
looked at me, and I don't understand
why both of us did not drop dead with
astonishment. The colonel went on:
"1 had hoped to promote both of you
in the course of time, after you had
reached sergeant's grade—Brainard,
because of your rescuing your party
from the enemy after capture and for
getting that dispatch through to the
left a few nights ago, and, Frost, be
cause I've learned that you spent a lot
of money in trying to get recruits for
the regiment at the time you entered
it. I'm not the only Influence with the
appointing power. Political and other
strings are being pulled for scores of
my noncommissioned officers, and some
<»f this sort of work seems to have been
done for you boys."
"Not for mo, sir, that I know of,"
suid Brainard quickly.
"Eh? Well, so much the more to
your ci edit. Nevertheless 'tis true.
You're both commissioned to the Forty
third. It seems from a letter accompa
nying your commissions that the Forty
third is in a bad way—good men, bad
officers so bad that the command can't
be trusted to take the field. A I<>t of
the ollicers have been weeded out, and
the governor wished to replace them
with men from regiments that arc in
good shape and have seen hard service.
The senator from your district strongly
recommended you. Frost, and called
your father up to Albany, and it seems
that your father took with him a hand
some young woman who told an ex
traordinary story of your bravery and
produced a letter in evidence. I can't
understand how I, your colonel, failed
to have learned the facts, but"—
"Your cousin May!" exclaimed Brain
ard. Then ho sprang to his feet aud
hit me between the shoulders with a
force which 1 could not have believed
was in his tiny frame. The coloucl
looked surprised, and Brainard mur
mured "I beg pardon" and collapsed in
confusion.
"It seems, further," continued the
colonel, "that the governor said he
wished he knew of some other trooper
of equal courage and ability, upon
which the young lady said she could
name one and straightway praised you,
Brainard, without stint and declared
that if you two could be sent together
you could end the war. I can't imagine
where the young lady obtained her
knowledge of the special requirements
of the service or how she came to know
so much about the soldierly qualities of
two of my corporals, but these commis
sions are the result."
"We can't accept them, sir," said
Brainard, "if they've been granted on
such hearsay and misapprehension."
I didn't approve of Brainard's "we."
He had the right to decline for himself,
should he insist on being so foolish, but
I wanted my own commission, 110 mat
ter through what mistake it was issu
ed. The colonel, too, was of my way j
of thinking, for he replied:
"Nonsense! Never lose a chance to
reach higher rank, especially to move
your insignia of rank from your sleeve
to your shoulder."
"But, sir, there are other men more
deserving of It," said Brainard. "I'd
feel ashamed to wear shoulder straps 1
if MeTwyny must go 011 with only a
sergeant's stripes. You ought to see !
him tight!"
"Eh? MeTwyny? That freckled
Irish tiger that's a sergeant in your
troop? Oh, he couldn't help lighting if
he tried!"
"But there's brains behind his light
ing, sir. If you'd seen and heard"—
"There's brains behind all real light
ing, corporal—er- lieutenant. Don't
ever forget it, or your enemy will get
the better of you."
"But there's such a lot behind Mc-
Twyny's, sir," persisted Brainard.
"Think of the odds that were against
him. He had only 1* men with v.ii 111
to fight what looked like a brigade- cer
tainly a thousand and lie talked and
acted like a general instead of a mere
sergeant."
"When? Where? 1 low do you know?"
asked the colonel, with a quizzical
smile apparently at Brainard's assum
ing to know how a general would ac t
"This afternoon. Way off to the
right of the road our regiment took.
We saw him. We were in the light
with him and were proud of it and of
him."
"Itless me! I heard such wild stories
of that skirmish that I've already ask
ed your captain for a written report.
Tell me all about it."
Brainard told him without a word of
exaggeration, yet as he talked the colo
nel arose and paced his tent like an ex
cited Hon in a cage. lie clinched his
hands, and his eyes Hashed, and he
sputtered small groups of Scriptural
words that were not prayers. Brain
ard stopped abruptly after telling how
Mick felled the skirmishers' captain.
"The tiger!" exclaimed the colonel.
"I wish there were more of his kind in
the regiment."
"But isn't he a man, too?" asked
Brainard. "And shouldn't he be re
warded"—
"It shan't be my fault if he isn't a
man from this day forth," interrupted
the colonel. "Come with me. I sup
pose he Is in the hospital."
"Or dead," I suggested.
"Nonsense!" growled the colonel.
"Loss of a fore paw never kills a tiger.
Lieutenant Baslow of our regiment has
shot them In India. He was in the
British service aud has told me all
about It."
Instead of going direct to the lios- j
pltal the colonel stopped at a captain's (
tent and asked for one of the oceu- j
pant's jackets—an old one. The cap- j
tain looked surprised, but complied
ith the request. The colonel strode
rapidly to tho hospital tents, followed
by Brainard and me. Entering the ,
surgical ward, he asked:
"Is MeTwyny here?"
"I'risint, sorr," came from a red face
011 a cot, and a big freckled hand came
to the side of the face In the position of
salute.
"I'm sorry to hear of your loss," said
the colonel, "and I've brought you the
best consolation I could think of. This
is the jacket you shall wear when you
get up aguiu, Captain MeTwyny."
"Whooroo!" exclaimed Mick. He
closed his eyes an instant, then opened
them and said, "Av Norah cud only see
It!"
"She shall see it, with you inside of
Jt, as soon as you're tit togo north on
leave of absence. Is there anything
else I can do for you?"
Mick pushed aside his sheet, display
ed his severed arm lying on his breast
and said:
"Don't let 'em throw this away."
"He knocked me down for trying to
take It from him," whispered the
nurse, "but of course a thing of that
kiud can't be kept."
For a moment the colonel seemed to
be choking. When he recovered, he
said:
"Let me take it. I'll have it buried
with the honors of war. The company
you're to command, captain, shall lire
a salute over it."
"01 thank yez very kolndly, sorr, for
that an' fliat ilse ye've done, but how
about thlm two little dhivlla forninst
ye? In the foight whl the fince rails
glory be to the polkes av auld Oireland
—they were wort' more than all the rist
av the platoon put together. Little
Brainard, ah, fhat a shillclah twister
he'd make! An', as for Frost, he saved
me own loife two or three tolmes in
succession."
"Good!" exclaimed the colonel. "They
shall be taken care of. Now keep ns
quiet as you can, captain, so as to get
| well quick—aud see Norah. Nurse,
hang this jacket at the foot of his cot
In some way so he can always see tht»
shoulder straps when his eyes are
open. Come along, men—l beg your
pardon—gentlemen."
"Now," said the colonel, "as you two
have declined (I hadn't) the commis
sions granted, as you think, under a
mi: ; recension and ttirougli tue
ini.: ii tion of a young woman, 1 shall
at 0.1 r< commend you for commis
sions in your own old regiment, and
yon may be sure that you'll get them.
v
he ——
The colonel looked surprised.
I've no more captaincies at my dis
posal. To make a vacancy for Me-
Twyny I'm going to force a good for
nothing captain to resign. But you
shall both have lieutenancies first
lieutenancies, if possible."
"In the old regiment?" exclaimed
Brainard. "Hurrah!"
"Hurrah!" I echoed. The colonel
grasped our hands and almost crushed
them in his own. Then he said:
"Meanwhile, on the basis of the com
missions to the Forty-third, I'll have
both of you as enlisted men discharged
atonce. That will enable you togo home
and tell your story, and McTwyny's—
he came from your town, I believe.
'Twill also enable you to see that imag
inative young woman."
Brainard's pale face became a sun
burst in an instant. The colonel con
tinued:
" 'Twill also enable you to draw your
pay, and, as the paymaster is about
six months overdue, you'll be able to
go home in officers' uniform—shoulder
straps and all—eh?"
I looked Into Brainard's eyes and
saw that the light with Phil Hamilton
was on.
"Give a man an Inch, and he'll take
an ell, colonel," said Brainard. "Would
it be possible to get our papers at once?
I think it—it might save a life if I
could start for home tonight."
"It shall be done. Please say to your
captain that I would like to see him."
**««*••
After tattoo, and also after a howl
ing time in our company street, our
comrades having learned of our good
fortune, we started for York town, 12
miles distant, to catch the morning
boat for Fort Monroe. We were In time
lor the Fort Monroe boat for Balti
more and the morning train for New
York. We got officers' uniforms, and
I made it iny special business that
Brainard's should fit perfectly. He
was in such haste to reach Summer
ton that he would have been content
with anything topped with shoulder
straps. I even saw to it that he wore
sash and sjvord belt. Meanwhile 1
prayed that my letter about Brainard
might reach Summerton before us.
We did not reach town till long after
dark. As our house was on the direct
way to Brainard's I suggested that he
should stop with me, if only for a mo
ment, and he did not refuse. As we
approached the house I was glad to see
that it was still lighted. Village people
retire early, and I had feared 1 might
have to rouse a sleeping family. On
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J
..ft the piazza I tiptoed to the
parlor blinds and open window to rec
ounoitcr and to increase the pleasure
of anticipation. There sat my cousin
May, and 1 was startled at the change
that a single year had wrought, for she
was 110 longer a girl but a vision of
womanly beauty. I could have stood
there many moments for the joy of
gazing at her, but I heard a familiar
voice and then saw, at the left of the
room, I'iill Hamilton. How handsome
he was, confound him! Oh, if I could
know that my letter about Brainard
had reached May! For Hamilton was
saying:
"I asked you an important question
in two or three successive letters, but
you did not answer it, so I've used my
earliest possible opportunity to repeat
the question in person."
Quickly I drew Brainard after me
through the doors and pushed him into
the parlor. Hamilton rose quickly, and
despite his habitual and superb compo
sure he literally staggered as he saw
two of his late brother noncommission
ed officers in lieutenant's uniforms.
Apparently May had received my let
ter and been properly affected by it,
for, though she turned pale as she rose
and looked at us, she quickly became
rosy, courtesied to Hamilton and said:
"I like you very much, but here is
my answer."
Then she hid the red scar on Brain
ard's cheek with two red lips. At that
moment our dog Bover entered the
room and sprang upon me with a Joy
ous whine, and as I tried to abate his
frenzy of affection I heard Hamilton
say:
"Lieutenant Brainard, I esteem it an
honor to be the first man to congratu
late you."
*••*•**
Of course we called on McTwyny's
Norah, a rosy, modest, dainty girl who
compelled us to recall the story of
"I'eauty and the Beast." We had not
Intended to tell her all the details of
tin light for the fence, but she extract
ed them from us, and she shivered,
shuddered, cried and laughed. She also
kissed us both and commended us to
the eternal guardianship of all the
saints.
Brainard and May were not married
till after the war, by which time Brain
ard was a brigadier general in a high
staff position, and General Grant and
many other general officers attended
the wedding; so did Thil Hamilton and
his wife, who was as handsome and
distinguished looking as lie; so did No
rah and Mick MeTwyny, the latter in
the uniform of a lieutenant colonel of
cavalry. But, as "journeys end with
lovers' meeting," this story, too, must
end.
THE END.
Conscience in some people is that
which tells them when their neighbors
*re doing wrong.
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TIM!, TABLE
Corrected to May i, 1901.
XKNV Yoijk.
AM*
Harrlnv si |,v 2 <*> 1U 00
I liristopliri St.. "CI 10 ID ]
llolxikrli .. - -HI |
Scraiiton Ai <> ■- i'.M
Uuffitlo lai' 11-ii '/)■">
Seraiiton Ar > '•> 1" 11,1
AM + AM I'Mj s
St ItANTOM •• l > 10 03 J sii I
licllovue ti W j
Tay lorvillo tl ;V> lu 15 203 !
Ijiifkawannn "<" I' l 2ln I
Iluryea 7 " : l 10 '.'n 2 1
I'lttston 707 in 11
Susquehanna Ave... 710 lu 21 j
West HittBton , 7 I:; 1 11 2 2 \
Wyoming 717 10 in 22-
Forty Fort I .... '
Bennett 1 7-I lu in 231
Kingston ar. :i " 'I 4ii
W'ilkes-Harri'....Ar "10 'I 50!
Wilkt'S-l'.arrt- l.vt 7 I'll Hi !!0 2 .'ill,
Kingston Iv 7 :«l 10 fri 210
Plymouth .1 line... .'
Plymouth 7: x 11 (ti 2 «•'
Avontlale 7 42 2 I I
Mailt icoko 74 i II I] 2•>
llunlock't,. 75] 11 17 3 oii ;
Shickshlnny *Ol II 20 320 I
Hlck'sFerry s l; 330
Hcacli Paven * '* 11 4 K 337
Herwick I H "'• "54 344
iiriar ('wck ■•••• I •'*» j
Willow Urove . 112 •» 61
Lime Kitlve h TI2 00 358 !
Espy s 12 15 400 j
Hloomsburti JJ. 12 22 412
Kupert Hl 12 27 417
t'atawlssa 1 12 32 422
Danville 12 47 435 j
Cliulasky \ 4 42
Cameron ' 12 57 4in
Noithdmricrland 110 600
Ar. AM I'M PM
GOING KAST.
PM 4 I
NBW Yohk 885 PM |
Barclay St. Ar. 330 600
Christopher St... 315 165
Hobokcn 10 05 44S
•Scranton AM* 12 55 .... .
PM' AM* AM*
8uffa10..... Ar 800 12 15 700
•Scrautou . .Lv 155 5 4.s 11 35
PM ! j PM+ l'M*
Scranton '2 12 35 460 Sls
Bellevue 0.7 4 45
Taylorville 032 I 410 535
Lackawanna .... 020 | 432 h27
Duryca 0 23 4 29 K 25
Plttston. . 0 lit 12 17 424 821
Sus.|U. li, C.. !' !•> 12 14 420 sIK
West «'itt !•' I 4 17 K 10
Wyoin " *. »00 12 os 112 sl2
Forty h ... J 004 I 107
Benao ' " 9(I I 403 sO4
Kin n " 1 X6N USO ' 400 802
Wil ,i>s-Bari( "i.v K ; -° 11 360 750 !
W v 1 s-ltarif Ai °' s 12 »« <1« slO
Ston 8 1150 100 802
ymouth junction! s *?' 362 ......
lymouth | 847 11 51 347 753
Avontlale 8 42 3 42
Nanticoke ; 8 11 4:1 33S . 740
H tin lock s ! K 331 1 (7 41
Shlckshinnv ....... 822 11 20 320 , 731
Hick's Ferry i s 300 IT 21
Heaeh Haven ! if
Berwick.' I " '*» 11 "5 fit 58 1 705
Briar Creek „ 7 I'.' 12 51 1 fo ->8
Willow Grove -"" " ' ••••••
Ijlmo Klilko '3O .. 2 4ii f0 -HI
Espy ! I -'2 10 4.s i 240 ! 611
Bloomshurk ' Z "fi 10 4t5 234 088
Kupert ! LJ' 10 37 220 j 032
Oatawlssa I !- 10 34 224 027
Hanville (1 10 10 211 012
Chulasky I
Cameron ; ' r2Ol ; 03
NOBTBUHIIBBL'D... 510*00 ( pM
Connections at Kupert with Plilla<tclphia &
liemlinx Kallroatl Inr Tamaneml, Tamat|iia,
WilliamKport, Sunlmry, Pottsville, etc. At
Northumberland with P anil E. 1 »iv. P. K. K. for
llarrisburii, Eock Haven, Emporium, Warren
Corry, and Erie.
*l)aily. Daily except uiitlay. fStop on
sifinal.
PENNSYLVANIA RAILROAD,
TIME TABLE
In Effect May, 25j 1902.
A M 1A.51.. P. »1 j
Seranton( D&H)lv s 6 .as ?y 38 142*4 27
Ptttston 14 " 7 061 ioooi«) 2io'4 52 ;;;;;;
A.M. A.M. P.M. P.M
Wilkesbarre,.. Ivtj 7 25$ lO 35 245i8 oo
Piym th Ferry " i 7 32 ilO 4211 2 52 re 07
Nanticoke •' 742 10 50 301 017 \\\\\\
Mt>canatiua ...." sol 11 07 820 037 '"
Wiipwallopen.. " 8 10 II lii 1 381 047
Nescupeck ar BIS 11 20 842 700
A.M. A.M. P.M.
Pottsville lv (j 5 sii! 'jill 55'
Hazleton •' 7 05 12 52 12 45
Tomhicken " 722 111 05 ""
Kern (Hen " 720 lis :i IS
Kock (ilen "| 7 35 :i2 '-!!!.."
Nescopeck ar Buo i 1 45,
Oatawlssa | 4 00
A. M A.M P.M. P M
Nt.'scopeck lv >» sln ill 20 ;42■" 00
Creasy "j 830 11 :ioj 352 708
Espy Ferry.... " I 8 42 II 40 1 4 02 . 7 20
E. Bloomsburtf, " 847 11 50. 4 oti{ 725
('atawissa lv 856 1 C>7J 413 732
South Danville "j » 14 12 15 431 75]
Sunbury ai »85 12 40, 4 55] (j 15
A. M. P.M. P. M ni. ~
Sunbury lv 042 JjU 18 $5 Hi ;i 41,
laewisbnrg ar! 10 18 1 451 540
Miltun " 10 08 189 535)0 07
Williamsport .. " 1100 1 41| 03010 55
I-itick Haven.. . ", 11 60 2 20| 734
Kenovo " A.M. 300 8 30'
Kane "! ; 825
jp.M. P. M.|
I.tifk Haven. .lv ;12 10 II 8 45i , ....
Bellefonte ....ar 105 s 4 11 j
Tyrone " S 90 1 600
Ptiilipsburg " 4858 8 02
Clearfield.... » 625f s 45 !
Pittsburg.... •' oio 10 45 !
la.m. p.m. p.m. p m
Sunbury lv u6O § 1 ■"■o 52088 31
HarrlsiiurK.... ar 11 3<> >» 315 050 10 10
P. M. P. M. P. M. A M
Philadelphia., ar i 3 17 ; 6 23 ||lo 20 4 2-"' 1
Baltimore 311 :0 no 045 2 30'
Washington... " ii 4 10 |, 7 16 ,10 551 4 OoJ
IATM" P. M.
Sunbury lv §lO 00 § 2 15 1
Eewistown Jc. ar 11 45 105 ;
Pittsburg "j 0 55j§1045 j
A.M. P, M P. M. P M
llarrlsburif lv 11 45 15 00 || 7 15 £1025.
P. M. A M. A. M. A M
l-ittsburff ar li 55|!l 160 ,| 150 580
P. M. P Mi A MIAM
l'ittßburg lv 7 10 jitoo 1 3 00||8 00!
A.M AM j P M
llarriaburg.... ar 5200 | 4 2o|i ;to,a 3 lo]
AM A Ml
Plttpburu: lv i 8 0o !
P M
l.ewistuwn Jj. " 730 1.800
Sunbury ar j 0 20! : 4 60|
P.M. A M A M A M
Washington... lv 10 40 7 5" SlO 5o
Baltimore 11 00 440 840 11 45
Philadelphia.. . "j 11 2o 1 4»| [ 830 II lo
IA. M.! A M A. M. P M
Harrieburg.... lv 335 755 .11
Sunbury ai 5 04< 0 :>'> 108- 5 O,
PillNburg lv 12 45 3 00i\ 8 ooi
ciearlield " 350 1 4» 2s!**;"
Philipsburg.. " 4 10! 110 12|'"
Tyrone " 700 I 8 10 12 251"
Keilefonte.. " 8 Hi; it 82 | 105
I.oek Haven ar 0 16; 10 80 2 10r";;
P. M. A M A M ; P M
Erie lv 1 5 3"' :
K:ine, " > 45' 1 ; ii oo (
Kenovo " II SoU 0 45j 10 30| '
Lock llavcn.... " 12 38 7X, II 25 300 ""
A.M. |P Ml
Williamsport .. " 2 2V' 830 12 10: 400
Miltun •' 223 ! 9Kj 12, 4 40'";
Sunbury. ar 324 v 4(, I 6.,| 6 |5:;;;;;
A. M. A M P M ! P M I
Sunbury lv ? 0 iv "J 55 200 ; 6 25|
South Danville" 7 II io 17 221 550 '*
Catawlssa " 732 10 36 2 :«> 0081 - ;"
E Bloomsburg. . " 7 ii" 10 13 243 B 15,'"*
Espy Kerry...." 742 I'M 471 10 1!'
('rcasy 14 7 .vj 10 2V) *5 .'ft)
Ne.scujK'ck 41 80- 11 oi'| 3 <K» 0 40, " '
A M A M P. M. P M I
Calawissa lv 782 10 is 280 008
Nescopeck Iv 828 >505; 7 05
Kock ttlen ar II 22 7 28 '
Kern (Men " 851 II 2sl >B2 731 *;
Tomhicken " 85s 11 .is :;s j42 '**
Hazleton " !• 10 II 58 5 501 806 ;";
Pottsville " 10 15 0 55
A M A M P IVI P M
Nescopeck lv 802 II 06 1305; 6 10
Wapwallopen..ar 810 11 211 ;20 062
Mocanaiiua .... " 831 II 32 8 iio 701
Nanticoke " 858 11 64 3 1!' 710
P Ml ••••
Plvm'lh Kerry' 1 0(1! 12 02 357 I 7 is
Wilksbarre .. » wlo 12 10 4 0.5 735
AMPM P M P M
PlttstoiHDA II) itr V L'St 12 55 i 4 M, 836
Serantou 11 " 10 08 124 521i0 05
Weekdays. I Daily. l Flag station.
Pullman Parlor and ' siccpinc Cars run on
through trains between Sunbury, Williamsport
and Erie, between Sunbury at.,l Philadelphia
and Washington and between Harrifbur;?. l'itts
burit anil the West.
lor further information apply to Tiekct Agents
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Ucn'l Manager. Gen'l A<j
Shoes, Shoe?
St37*lisii!
Oiiea,p !
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Por all kind of Tin Roofing,
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Stoves, heaters. Ranges,
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PRICES THE LOWEST!
QUALITY THE BEST!
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NO. 116 E. FEONT BT.
JOHN W. FAENSWORTH
INSURANCE
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Office: Montgomery BuUdtru;, Mill Street,
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PROF J. ANGEL,
THE EXPERT
EYE SPECIALIST
OF WILLIAMSPORT.
will be at Hunt's Drag Store, he needs
no further introduction as to his ability
and workmanship in his profession. He
is well known in this vicinity and he
can offer the names of many prominent
citizens of Danville and community,
whom he has successfully treated.
Those who suffer with headache, weak
eyes or defective eyesight, will be well
repaid to call on me. Hundreds of peo
ple are going blind daily from the want
of the properly prescribed glasses, and
from delaying attention to the eves,
from time to time. Nothing will de
stroy your eyesight quicker than cheap
glasses or glasses not properly fitted to
your eyes. I can examine your eyes at
home, by appointment, without extra
charge. If you need me at your home,
drop a line to Hunt s Drug Store.
Reading or sewing glasses SI.OO and
up.
S. G. FAUSEY....
Mausdale, Pa.
AUCTIONEER.
Terms Reasonable.
Telephone (» C.
PEGG
The Coal Dealer
SELLS
WOOD
Prepared for Stoves
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