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Major Harper was the most capable officer on the brigade staff. I had never met a man of such force and dignity who was so modestly affable. His new clerk dined with him that first day, at noon in his tent, alone. Hot biscuits! with butter! and rock salt. Fried bacon also--somewhat vivacious, but still bacon. When the tent began to fill with the smoke of his meerschaum pipe, and while his black boy cleared the table for us to resume writing, we talked of books. Here was joy! I vaunted my love for history, biography, the poets, but spoke lightly of fiction.

The aide-de-camp laughed like a rustic and vanished. "Smith," said the Major, "your eyes are--"

"I tell her as a friend," he said, "she'll get one into Fortress Monroe yet!"

"Yes, the new man is detailed in your place."

"Why haven't I got it right?"

I laughed a gay disdain. "Who is Lucius; is he Charlotte's husband?"

"Whose hand was it; that fellow's, yonder?" Oliver was several paces away.

I could not speak, I shook my head, and for evidence in rebuttal I showed in my eyes two fountains of standing tears.

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