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"Who?" I cried. "What! You don't mean to say--was that Lieutenant Ferry?" "Yes, bub," I replied. The two men laughed so explosively that my horse lifted his head austerely. when, just as our last note died among the trees one of us cried, "Listen!" and through the stillness there came from far away on our right the last three measures of a bugle sounding The March. His smile darkened. "I am your prisoner," he said, with a sudden splendid stateliness, and right then I guessed who he was. We listened again. "They've gone the wrong way," I said, still savage. I thought I did until I glanced at the superscription: Miss Coralie Rothvelt. "Oh!--don't you wish you knew! Why, to myself, for instance. Come! duty calls." IT was well that I was on the Federal captain's horse. He knew this sort of work and could do it quicker and more quietly than mine. Mine would have whinnied for the camp and watched for short cuts to it. Another advantage was the moon, and the hour was hardly beyond midnight when I saw a light in a window and heard the scraping of a fiddle. At the edge of a clearing enclosed by a worm fence I came to a row of slave-cabins. Mongrel dogs barked through the fence, and in one angle of it a young white man with long straight hair showed himself so abruptly as to startle my horse. Only the one cabin was lighted, and thence came the rhythmic shuffle of bare-footed dancers while the fiddle played "I lay ten dollars down." There were three couples on the floor, and I saw--for the excited dogs had pushed the door open--that two of the men were white, though but one wore shoes. On him the light fell revealingly as he and the yellow girl before him passed each other in the dance and faced again. He was decidedly blond. The other man, though silhouetted against the glare of burning pine-knots, I knew to be white by the flapping of his lank locks about his cheeks as he lent his eyes to the improvisation of his steps. His partner was a young black girl. I burned with scorn, and doubtless showed it, although I only asked whose plantation this was. Previous:mike trout throwback jersey | ||||
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