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"Would I not tell my dream, as nice young men in the Bible always did?"

"Yes, bub," I replied. The two men laughed so explosively that my horse lifted his head austerely.

He smiled. "No, but I can put some there if you want it."

"Cock-a-doodle-doo," thought I; "if those are not the same hundred-dollar boots I saw yesterday morning, at least they are their first cousins!"

"We're going to get married, mamma, mamma;

I surrender, he said, with amiable ease.

Once more we were in the by-road which had brought us westward parallel with the highway. The prisoner drove. Aunt Martha sat beside him, slim, dark, black-eyed, stately, her silver-gray hair rolled high à la Pompadour. With a magnanimity rare in those bitter days she incited him to talk, first of New Orleans, where he had spent a month in camp on one of the public squares, and then of his far northern home, and of loved ones there, mother, wife and child. The nieces, too, gave a generous attention. Only I, riding beside the hind wheels, held solemnly aloof.

"No."

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