mike alstott orange jersey

"Have you met any officer riding toward them?"

"Mine is Smith," I said, and we galloped.

Old Dismukes rose. "Good-night. Shall I send this boy that Yankee's horse?"

"Mis-ter Smith! you wrote that?--to-day! Wh'--who is she?"

She snatched it gaily, loosed a fastening at her throat and dropped the missive into her bosom. Then with passionate gravity she asked, "Now, are you going straight on to Clifton to-night--without stopping?"

"Tell her I tried to keep my promise to her."

Not because of this speech, but of a soft rubbing sound on the window-sill behind me, my heart turned cold. Yet there I saw a most welcome sight. Against the outer edge of the sill an unseen hand was moving a forked stick to and fro. The tip of one of its tines was slit, in the slit was a white paper, and in the fork hung the bridle of my horse. I glided to the window. But there bethinking me how many a man had put his head out at just such a place and never got it back, I made a long sidewise reach, secured the paper, and read it.

Previous：suh jersey rams

Next：mike evans throwback jersey