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Waldo Browne</p> -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and -most other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions -whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms -of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online -at <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a>. If you -are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the -country where you are located before using this eBook. -</div> - -<p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Cavalry Curt</p> -<p style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:0; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:1em;'>Or, The Wizard Scout of the Army</p> -<p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: G. Waldo Browne</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: February 14, 2022 [eBook #67404]</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</p> - <p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em; text-align:left'>Produced by: Demian Katz, Craig Kirkwood, and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (Images courtesy of the Digital Library@Villanova University.)</p> -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CAVALRY CURT ***</div> - -<div class="figcenter illowp100" style="max-width: 40.625em;"> - <img id="coverpage" class="w100" src="images/cover.jpg" alt="Cover." /> -</div> - - -<div style="padding-top:2em"> -<div class="transnote"> -<h2 style="margin-top: 0em">Transcriber’s Notes:</h2> - -<p>The Table of Contents was created by the transcriber and placed -in the public domain.</p> - -<p><a href="#TN_end">Additional Transcriber’s Notes</a> are at the -end.</p> -</div></div> - - -<hr class="tb x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<div class="boxcontents"> -<p class="xlargefont center boldfont">CONTENTS</p> - -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_I">Chapter I. Running the Gantlet.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_II">Chapter II. The Fugitive Scout.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_III">Chapter III. Tracked.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_IV">Chapter IV. A Fearful Alternative.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_V">Chapter V. As Brave as She Was Beautiful.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_VI">Chapter VI. To Die at Once.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_VII">Chapter VII. Put to the Test.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_VIII">Chapter VIII. Captain Morland Again Surprised.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_IX">Chapter IX. Mara Morland’s Mission.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_X">Chapter X. The Wizard Scout.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XI">Chapter XI. Was He Mad?</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XII">Chapter XII. Warlike Scenes.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIII">Chapter XIII. Betrayed!</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIV">Chapter XIV. Treed!</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XV">Chapter XV. Turning the Tables.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVI">Chapter XVI. Was It Treason?</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVII">Chapter XVII. A Friend in Need.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVIII">Chapter XVIII. The Fugitives’ Flight.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIX">Chapter XIX. A Bold Game.</a></p> -<p class="pcontents"><a href="#CHAPTER_XX">Chapter XX. The Meeting of Friends.</a></p> -</div></div> - -<hr class="tb x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center largefont sansseriffont" style="margin-bottom:-2em">A GREAT WAR STORY OF SHERMAN’S MARCH TO THE SEA.</p> - -<p class="center" style="font-size:4em">The Gem Library.</p> - - -<p class="center smallfont" style="margin-top:-2.5em">Copyright 1892, by <span class="smcap">Chas. D. Sibley & Son</span>. Entered as second-class mail matter at the New York post-office.</p> - -<div class="doublerule"></div> -<p class="center xlargefont">Vol. I—No. 11. <span style="padding-left:0.25em; padding-right:0.25em">New York, January 9, 1892.</span> Price 5 Cents.</p> -<div class="doublerule"></div> - -<h1 class="nobreak">CAVALRY CURT;</h1> - - -<p class="center" style="line-height:1.5; margin-top:-1em">OR,<br /> -<span class="xlargefont">The Wizard Scout of the Army.</span></p> - -<p class="center">By G. WALDO BROWNE,</p> - -<p class="center"><em>Author of “The Swordsman of Toledo,” “Border Knights,” Etc., Etc.</em> -</p> - -<div id="Ref_2" class="figcenter illowp80" style="max-width: 40.625em;"> - <img class="w100" src="images/cover_illo.jpg" alt="" /> - <div class="caption"><p class="center">“<a href="#BRef_2">HOLD UP THERE, YOU YANKEE DEVIL!</a> WILL YOU SURRENDER!” SHOUTED THE REBEL -LEADER. “NEVER!” CRIED CAVALRY CURT, DASHING MADLY ON.</p></div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> -<p><span class="pagenum">[2]</span></p> -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center xlargefont nobreak" style="margin-bottom:0.5em" id="CHAPTER_I">CAVALRY CURT;<br /> -<span class="mediumfont">—OR,—</span><br /> -<span class="largefont"><em>THE WIZARD OF THE ARMY</em>.</span></p> -<p class="center mediumfont" style="margin-bottom:1.5em">BY G. WALDO BROWNE.</p> - - - - - -<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER I. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">RUNNING THE GANTLET.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Halt! who comes there?”</p> - -<p>Time: Daybreak on the morning of May -6th, 1864.</p> - -<p>Scene: A wild, broken area of country -in northern Georgia.</p> - -<p>Actors: In the foreground, a horseman -and a drowsy sentinel roused to a sense -of his duty by the sound of the approaching -rider; in the background, a score or -more of Confederate cavalry—men springing -from their blankets at the warning -of danger.</p> - -<p>A rifle had sprung to the shoulder of -the startled sentry, and the sharp click -of a lock followed his ringing challenge.</p> - -<p>The foam-flecked steed of the on-comer -was hurled back upon its haunches by -the iron hold laid upon its bit.</p> - -<p>“Who comes there?” repeated the -ominous tone of the man in gray.</p> - -<p>“A friend to the loyal,” answered the -horseman.</p> - -<p>“Advance, friend, and give the countersign.”</p> - -<p>“Freedom!”</p> - -<p>As the single word left the stranger’s -lips, he plunged the rowels deep into his -horse’s quivering flank, when like an arrow -shot from a bow he bounded forward.</p> - -<p>The movement was so sudden that before -the surprised sentry could discharge -his weapon the rider was upon him.</p> - -<p>The report of his rifle followed, but -the bullet flew wide of its mark, and he -was hurled to the earth.</p> - -<p>“On, Wildbird, on!” cried the reckless -rider, his words drowned by the sounds -of his flying steed’s iron heel.</p> - -<p>The amazed cavalrymen had gained -their feet.</p> - -<p>“Stop him, boys!” cried their leader. -“’Tis one of Sherman’s scouts!”</p> - -<p>The valley was narrow here.</p> - -<p>Upon the right, looking south, rose -abruptly the rugged heights.</p> - -<p>On the left, a spur of the mountain -range had a more gradual ascent.</p> - -<p>The escaping horseman was forced to -pause within a short distance of his enemies—so -near in fact that his white face -shone plainly in the starlight.</p> - -<p>“Fire!” rang out the cavalry chief’s -wild command.</p> - -<p>A volley of bullets whistled around the -fugitive’s head.</p> - -<p>He was seen to reel in his saddle, but -his flight was unchecked.</p> - -<p>“S’ death! there he goes!” exclaimed -the Confederate leader. “Quick! follow -me!”</p> - -<p>As one the twenty men sprang forward -to intercept the fugitive’s flight.</p> - -<p>Owing to a curve in the valley the -horseman could not pursue a straight -course.</p> - -<p>Thus at the moment when his escape -seemed certain he found his retreat cut -off.</p> - -<p>He was hemmed in.</p> - -<p>As yet he had not fired a shot.</p> - -<p>His assailants were now so close upon -him that his rifle was useless save as a -club.</p> - -<p>If he realized his hopeless situation he -did not hesitate in his headlong course.</p> - -<p>“On, Wildbird, on!”</p> - -<p>Like a Centaur he swept into the midst -of his foes.</p> - -<p>Some were hurled right and left.</p> - -<p>The foremost seized the bridle of the -plunging horse.</p> - -<p>“<a id="BRef_2" href="#Ref_2">Hold up there, you Yankee devil!</a>”</p> - -<p>“Never!” rang out the sharp retort, -and the other was felled to the earth.</p> - -<p>“On, Wildbird, on!”</p> - -<p>The path was blocked.</p> - -<p>In vain the noble brute struggled to -free himself.</p> - -<p>Three of the sentinels were clinging to -its bridle and the plunging steed was -stopped.</p> - -<p>Others of the assailants were trying to -pull the rider from his seat.</p> - -<p>A few shots were fired, but the fight -had come to such close quarters that firearms -were of little use.</p> - -<p>The stranger’s rifle had been hurled -from his grasp.</p> - -<p>He felt himself borne down, and for a -moment his struggles ceased.</p> - -<p>“Will you surrender?” gritted the -leader.</p> - -<p>“Never!”</p> - -<p>“On, Wildbird, on!”</p> - -<p>Suddenly, with a herculean effort, the -horseman freed his right arm.</p> - -<p>An instant later a knife flashed in his -hand.</p> - -<p>Descrying a circle in the air it descended -with lightning-like rapidity, severing at a -single stroke the horse’s bridle.</p> - -<p>At the same time the assailants staggered -back, leaving the wounded and -maddened steed free.</p> - -<p>With a snort of defiance it bounded -forward sending the baffled men right -and left.</p> - -<p>Before they could rally, the dashing -scout had cleared them.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[3]</span></p> - -<p>A few shots were fired, but none seemed -to take effect.</p> - -<p>As their yells of rage rang on the air, -the fugitive disappeared down the valley.</p> - -<p>“That’s a pretty go!” muttered the -leader of the discomfited gang. “I should -rather have lost my right arm than that -he should have escaped.”</p> - -<p>“Did you recognize him, captain?” -asked a tall, flaxened-hair soldier.</p> - -<p>“He is Cavalry Curt.”</p> - -<p>“Not Phil Kearney’s scout?”</p> - -<p>“The same. I heard at headquarters -yesterday that he was in these regions. -His presence means us mischief.”</p> - -<p>“And his escape something worse.”</p> - -<p>“But he must not escape.”</p> - -<p>“Quick, into the saddle. We must follow -him.”</p> - -<p>Three of the party were injured so that -they could not join in the pursuit, and -were forced to remain behind.</p> - -<p>The others vaulted into the saddle and -a few minutes later were following as -rapidly as the country would permit on -the trail of the fugitive.</p> - -<p>He had only a slight start of them and -they felt confident of quickly overtaking -and capturing him.</p> - -<p>In the very heart of the enemy’s -country his escape indeed seemed impossible.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_II">CHAPTER II. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">THE FUGITIVE SCOUT.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Look, Mara! Do my old eyes deceive -me, or is that a horseman?”</p> - -<p>“Where, grandpa?”</p> - -<p>“Crossing the ridge yonder.”</p> - -<p>They presented a striking picture—one -bowed beneath the weight of four-score -years, his countenance shrunken -and wrinkled, his long, thin lock glistening -in the sunlight with the frosts of -time; the other just budding into womanhood, -fair as a poet’s dream, with hair -that vied with the gold of the sun and -eyes of a heavenly blue.</p> - -<p>She was leaning gently on the arm of -her aged companion as they stood in the -doorway of their southern home, gazing -upon the surrounding landscape, until -his eye had caught sight of an object in -the distance which had startled the foregoing -dialogue.</p> - -<p>“I see him, grandpa!” she exclaimed, -as her gaze followed the direction he -pointed out.</p> - -<p>“He seems to be coming this way, Mara. -Who can it be?”</p> - -<p>“I cannot tell, grandpa. Oh, in these -terrible times I tremble lest every comer -be a foe.”</p> - -<p>“Nay, child; I think we have nothing -to fear. Ah, he heads more to the south. -He is not coming here.”</p> - -<p>The maiden drew a breath of relief, -and as the strange rider disappeared from -sight a minute later, she said:</p> - -<p>“He is gone. I am so glad, too. But, -grandpa, have you forgotten that you -were to go to Hammond’s for me? You -will have to start at once, while I shall -have to look after my work.”</p> - -<p>“Yes, yes, Mara, my child. But hark! -Dinah is calling for you now. I never -saw such a troublesome nigger.”</p> - -<p>With the words he went into the house, -leaving her still standing in the doorway.</p> - -<p>She was about to follow her grandparent, -when a moving object in the distance -caught her gaze.</p> - -<p>It looked like a man moving at the top -of his speed.</p> - -<p>“Who can it be?” she said, speaking -aloud. “He is coming this way, too.”</p> - -<p>Not a little surprised and anxious she -continued to watch and wait.</p> - -<p>“It must be the horseman grandpa -and I saw on the ridge,” she mused. -“And he is certainly coming here. I -suppose I ought to rouse the folks, but -little good that will do. Poor old grandpa -is our only protection.”</p> - -<p>The approach of the stranger was no -longer a matter of doubt.</p> - -<p>In a few minutes he was within plain -view.</p> - -<p>The maiden saw that he was young—not -more than twenty-one or twenty-two. -He was handsome, too. Quite tall, broad-shouldered -and with a countenance that -Apollo might have envied.</p> - -<p>But there was a haggard look upon his -face, and he carried his left arm in a -sling. His step, too, seemed uneasy and -she saw that he had gone about as far as -nature would permit him.</p> - -<p>“A northern man—an accursed Yankee!” -she exclaimed under her breath, somewhat -fiercely.</p> - -<p>No one else had appeared in sight as -far as she could see.</p> - -<p>“Help, fair lady!” cried the wounded -stranger, when he had come within a -short distance. “I can go no further!”</p> - -<p>She quickly sprang to his side and -kindly lent her aid to his falling strength.</p> - -<p>With her assistance he reached the -doorway, where he sank upon the threshold -pale and faint.</p> - -<p>“Let me get you a glass of wine,” she -said, disappearing into the house.</p> - -<p>Gone but a minute, she placed the -cordial to his lips, when he drank a strong -draught.</p> - -<p>Revived by its potent power he started -up to look wildly around.</p> - -<p>“Do you see them?” he asked, huskily.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[4]</span></p> - -<p>“Who?” she questioned in surprise.</p> - -<p>“A body of horsemen. I had a narrow -escape from them. My horse was shot -and after running until nearly exhausted -I saw your house. I had barely strength -to get here. I trust you will befriend -me,” and his dark eyes were turned -toward her in pleading more eloquent -than words.</p> - -<p>Her eyes fell before his gaze.</p> - -<p>“You are a Yankee!” she exclaimed in -confusion.</p> - -<p>“Yes,” he answered frankly. “I am -one of Sherman’s scouts.”</p> - -<p>A shadow fell upon her fair countenance.</p> - -<p>“We are rebels, here!” she faltered. “I -have a brother in Johnston’s army.”</p> - -<p>It was his turn to look dismayed.</p> - -<p>“Pardon me, I could go no further. -I——”</p> - -<p>“Never mind; you seem like an honest -man, though one of Abe Lincoln’s hirelings. -You can rest here until you regain -your strength.”</p> - -<p>“Thank you. I will not stop long, for -it would not be well for you to have them -find me here.”</p> - -<p>“They may not come this way. Do you -know whose command it was?”</p> - -<p>“It was led by Captain Dermot.”</p> - -<p>She turned pale as he uttered the -name.</p> - -<p>“He is a bad man. But you are -wounded. Forgive me for not thinking -of it before.”</p> - -<p>“I do not think it is anything serious. -I bandaged it so as to stop somewhat the -flow of blood. It is nothing,” and he -smiled faintly.</p> - -<p>“But I must insist upon seeing that it -is properly cared for with your permission. -I am quite a surgeon.”</p> - -<p>“Your countenance seems very familiar -to me, but it can’t be that we have met -before.”</p> - -<p>“No; our name is Morland.”</p> - -<p>“Morland!” he repeated, excitedly. -“Then you are Mara Morland?”</p> - -<p>She started with wonder as he mentioned -her name.</p> - -<p>“Forgive me,” he hastened to say, -“but I have recognized you from your -portrait which I have seen many times. -You have a brother Harry.”</p> - -<p>“Yes; but he is in the army now.”</p> - -<p>“He and I were chums at college.”</p> - -<p>“And you are Curtis Remington?”</p> - -<p>“The same. This is a glad surprise -to me. I little dreamed of meeting you.”</p> - -<p>“I wish that Harry were here. He -used to speak of you often, and he told -me how you once saved his life. It seems -like meeting an old friend.”</p> - -<p>“Thank you. So Harry is in the army. -I have not heard from him since we left -college. The war broke out soon after -and I enlisted at once.”</p> - -<p>“I shall be glad when this cruel war is -over,” she exclaimed with a shudder. -“But look! there is a body of horsemen -coming this way!”</p> - -<p>“It is Captain Dermot’s company!” -declared Curtis Remington. “Can it be -possible they have tracked me here?”</p> - -<p>“They are coming directly this way. -They are riding fast, too.”</p> - -<p>“Then I must leave you at once. -Many thanks for your kindness. Ah,” -he added, suppressing a groan as he -staggered to his feet, “my race is almost -run.”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_III">CHAPTER III. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">TRACKED.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“You cannot—you must not go!” she -cried, excitedly. “You will fare no worse -by staying here.”</p> - -<p>“But captivity means death,” he declared, -quickly; “and I prefer to die as -becomes a soldier. I thank you, but——”</p> - -<p>“Surely they will not kill you.”</p> - -<p>“I shall be shot as a spy!”</p> - -<p>“Not if I can save you. What can I -do? Oh, I have it; I will secrete you -where they cannot find you. Follow -me.”</p> - -<p>“It will imperil your own life. I can -not do it.”</p> - -<p>“No—no! Come, quick! See! they are -almost here,” and she caught him excitedly -by the arm.</p> - -<p>Forgetting his wounds he followed her -up the stairs.</p> - -<p>Reaching the hall she led the way into -one of the adjoining apartments.</p> - -<p>“Where can you hide?” she said. “In -that trunk. Will that do?”</p> - -<p>He shook his head.</p> - -<p>At the same time he glanced around -the room.</p> - -<p>The walls were sheathed with boards. -Some wearing apparel was hanging in -one corner: otherwise they were bare.</p> - -<p>“If I could get off one of those boards.”</p> - -<p>She comprehended his meaning.</p> - -<p>“One of them is loose,” she replied. -“Grandpa promised to nail it on this -morning.”</p> - -<p>While speaking she began to remove -one of the boards that helped to form -the partition.</p> - -<p>“See! there is room for you to stand -in and they will never think of looking -there.”</p> - -<p>“But what——”</p> - -<p>“Don’t hesitate. I hear them in the -yard. We have no time to lose. Go in -there and leave the rest to me.”</p> - -<p>He could do no better.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[5]</span></p> - -<p>“Have good courage,” she said softly, -“and I will answer for your safety.”</p> - -<p>Before he could reply she had replaced -the board.</p> - -<p>She had barely time to hang the garments -over the place, when a loud -thumping was heard at the door.</p> - -<p>Overcoming her fears as much as possible, -she hastily descended the stairs.</p> - -<p>Captain Dermot and his squad were -at the door.</p> - -<p>“Hilloa there!” cried the Confederate -leader. “I should think you were all -dead or run away.”</p> - -<p>“What means this unceremonious summons, -Captain Dermot?”</p> - -<p>“We are after a cursed Yankee spy. -Have you seen him pass this way, Miss -Morland?”</p> - -<p>“No, sir.”</p> - -<p>“He rode a dark horse and——”</p> - -<p>“But when I saw him he was afoot, -captain,” interrupted one of his followers. -“His horse must have played out.”</p> - -<p>“You are sure he was coming this -way?”</p> - -<p>“As certain as I am that I am looking -at you.”</p> - -<p>“Then he can’t be far off. Are you -sure you have not seen him, Miss Morland?”</p> - -<p>“I might have seen him and not have -known him,” she replied evasively. -“Come to think of it a young man did -pass near the house this morning. He -was quite tall, and wore a citizen’s suit -with a black, slouched hat. That much -I noticed.”</p> - -<p>“He is our man!” cried Captain Dermot, -excitedly. “Come on, boys. We -shall soon overtake him.”</p> - -<p>“Hold on, captain!” exclaimed the -flaxen-haired soldier who had ridden -nearer to the house than any of the -others, “here is something that tells a -story if I’m not mistaken.”</p> - -<p>As he spoke he raised on the point of -his gun where it had lain by the door a -fine silk handkerchief.</p> - -<p>Mara uttered a low exclamation of -dismay.</p> - -<p>Quickly holding the handkerchief up -to the gaze of the others they read the -letters “C. R.” embroidered in one corner.</p> - -<p>“They mean Curtis Remington—Cavalry -Curt,” said the soldier with a smile -of triumph. “He must have dropped it -there.”</p> - -<p>“And can’t be far away himself.”</p> - -<p>“Perhaps he is hiding in this vicinity -now.”</p> - -<p>“More than likely. Miss Morland, you -have deceived us.”</p> - -<p>“Captain Dermot,” said Mara with -quivering lips, “do you doubt my loyalty? -I would rather die than betray -the cause my brother has so nobly espoused.”</p> - -<p>“I do not doubt it,” replied the Confederate, -“but we must find that accursed -spy if possible. General Johnston -has offered a thousand dollars to the -man who captures him. You will not -object to our searching your buildings?”</p> - -<p>“No—no. But is it necessary? Grandpa -is away. Can’t you wait until he returns.”</p> - -<p>“Delays are dangerous. Besides Cavalry -Curt is no ordinary man. We must -not waste any more time. Stand aside, -Miss Morland, and let us begin our disagreeable -task.”</p> - -<p>She saw that it was madness to offer -further opposition.</p> - -<p>Leaving half his number to guard the -buildings and see that no one escaped, -Captain Dermot with the others began a -search for the fugitive scout.</p> - -<p>“Here is blood upon the stairs!” cried -the sharp-eyed soldier who had discovered -the tell-tale handkerchief. “He -must have been wounded; he has gone -this way.”</p> - -<p>“You’re a brick, Logan!” exclaimed -Captain Dermot, leaping up the stairs -three at a time, “follow me, boys, and -we’ll run the fox to his den. Ha! here is -more blood!”</p> - -<p>Mara’s hopes fell as she heard the startling -words.</p> - -<p>She had taken a great interest in the -stranger scout and wished that he might -escape.</p> - -<p>Again it might fare ill with them were -he found on their premises.</p> - -<p>She heard the horde enter the very -room in which the scout was concealed.</p> - -<p>Her heart almost ceased its beating.</p> - -<p>With trembling steps she ascended the -stairs.</p> - -<p>She was met on the second floor by the -Confederate captain.</p> - -<p>“We don’t find the hound,” he muttered. -“But he can’t be far away.”</p> - -<p>Then as a baleful light flashed from -his piercing eyes he cried:</p> - -<p>“Mara Morland, you know where -he is!”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IV">CHAPTER IV. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">A FEARFUL ALTERNATIVE.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>The accusation was so sudden that -she started back with an exclamation of -terror.</p> - -<p>“And you shall be made to tell!” he -continued, fiercely, seizing her rudely by -the shoulder.</p> - -<p>“Back, ruffian!” she cried, with flashing -eyes, breaking from his clutch.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[6]</span></p> - -<p>“Don’t let her escape!” commanded -Captain Dermot. “She is in league with -the Yankee dog.”</p> - -<p>At that moment a loud commotion in -the hall below caught their attention.</p> - -<p>“What’s up?” cried Dermot running -to the head of the stairs.</p> - -<p>“We’ve got the old man; but he fit -like a wild-cat.”</p> - -<p>“Bring him up here at once.”</p> - -<p>In spite of his resistance Caleb Morland -was dragged up the stairs.</p> - -<p>“What means this treatment, Captain -Dermot?” said the old man, as soon as he -could speak.</p> - -<p>“No harm to you, colonel. Perhaps -the boys are a little rough though. Release -him, boys.”</p> - -<p>“There, colonel you are a free man. -We are in search of a Yankee spy who is -hiding somewhere on your premises.”</p> - -<p>“A Yankee spy hiding on my premises!” -repeated Colonel Morland in amazement. -“Impossible, Captain Dermot.”</p> - -<p>“Pardon me, colonel, but it is even so. -We saw him come this way, and what -better evidence do you want than that, -picked up at your door,” said the Confederate, -triumphantly, displaying the -handkerchief dropped by the scout.</p> - -<p>“He is Cavalry Curt, the most dangerous -man in Sherman’s army.”</p> - -<p>“I have heard of him,” acknowledged -the old man, huskily. “But you must -be mistaken in thinking that he is here. -I have only been out of the house a few -minutes, and surely you do not doubt -my loyalty enough to think that I would -give protection to one of Abe Lincoln’s -spies?”</p> - -<p>The old man showed great emotion -and his tone was one of honesty.</p> - -<p>“No—no; not you, colonel. But—young -ladies are sometimes rashly influenced -by a good-looking stranger,” -and he looked at Mara who was a silent -spectator.</p> - -<p>Colonel Morland caught the meaning -of that look; at least he exclaimed:</p> - -<p>“Explain yourself, Captain Dermot.”</p> - -<p>“Ask the young lady if she has seen -the man we are in quest of,” he replied.</p> - -<p>“Mara, have you seen Cavalry Curt?” -questioned her grandparent.</p> - -<p>“Grandpa,” and she spoke quite calmly, -“I cannot answer that question, for I do -not know Cavalry Curt, I have told Captain -Dermot that a man answering to his -description was here this morning. He -came here soon after you left me. Where -he is now I cannot tell. Were Captain -Dermot a gentleman he would not trouble -us further.”</p> - -<p>“Ha—ha! you see how it is, captain. -You have no reason to doubt our loyalty, -I hope you will capture the Yankee dog. -Were I not so old I would join you in the -search.”</p> - -<p>“Bah! Colonel Morland, you jump to a -hasty conclusion, it is not your loyalty -that we doubt, but the girl’s! We know -the Yankee dog is in this house!”</p> - -<p>The other started with a look of amazement.</p> - -<p>“I am sure that you are mistaken, -captain; and to prove my sincerity I give -you permission to search my buildings as -much as you like.”</p> - -<p>“That we must do, colonel, and shall -level them to the earth but we will find -them.</p> - -<p>“Logan and Andrews, see that the old -man and the girl do not leave this room. -The rest of you continue the search.”</p> - -<p>“A sorry day it will be for you, colonel, -if we find that spy on your premises.”</p> - -<p>Completely overcome, the old man -bowed his head in silence.</p> - -<p>Mara, too, was speechless.</p> - -<p>Fifteen minutes later the Confederates -gathered around them.</p> - -<p>Captain Dermot’s swarthy face looked -blacker than ever.</p> - -<p>“It’s no use wasting time in that way,” -he muttered.</p> - -<p>“Mara Morland, you know where that -spy is hiding, and, by heavens, you shall -tell us or we will tear this house down -over your heads.”</p> - -<p>It was a fearful moment to the maiden. -“Spare us,” she implored. “We are -loyal yet.”</p> - -<p>“Will you tell us where Cavalry Curt -is hiding?”</p> - -<p>“I cannot!”</p> - -<p>“You lie. Colonel Morland, do you uphold -her in this scheme?”</p> - -<p>“No—no. Mara, if you know where -the spy is secreted tell him and spare us -further trouble.”</p> - -<p>“Grandpa, are we to submit to his insolence? -I would that my brother were -here.”</p> - -<p>“So do I, my child.”</p> - -<p>“He may learn of this sooner than you -will wish,” retorted Captain Dermot, -fiercely.</p> - -<p>“Duty compels me to do what is far -from pleasant. Colonel Morland, consider -yourself our prisoner. Buck Logan, see -that he is securely bound.”</p> - -<p>“That I will, captain.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, no—no!” cried Mara. “Spare -him.”</p> - -<p>In spite of her entreaties and his struggles, -Caleb Morland was quickly seized -and bound.</p> - -<p>“Now a piece of rope, men. I’ll see if -they can’t be brought to terms.”</p> - -<p>The rope was quickly forthcoming.</p> - -<p>“Make a slipping noose in one end and -put it around the old man’s neck. There,<span class="pagenum">[7]</span> -that’s it. Now, Mara Morland, tell us -where that infernal Yankee is hiding, or -your grandfather swings from that window -within one minute!”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_V">CHAPTER V. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">AS BRAVE AS SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>It was a startling tableau.</p> - -<p>Colonel Morland looked pale and fearful. -There was no pity in the looks of -his captors. Though used to scenes of -war, and he had served through the -struggle of 1812, he was at a loss to account -for his present treatment.</p> - -<p>Mara, on whom the dark eyes of Captain -Dermot were fixed, turned pale, -though she did not lose her self-possession.</p> - -<p>“Girl,” he exclaimed, tersely, “where -have you secreted that spy?”</p> - -<p>“I deny your right to question me,” -she replied with flashing eyes.</p> - -<p>A sardonic smile rested on his thin -lips.</p> - -<p>“Answer my question at once, girl, or -the old man shall hang. Then we will -tear the house down but we will find him. -Men, I’ll give her ten seconds to decide, -and then if she persist in her madness -drag the old scoundrel to the window -where he shall hang——”</p> - -<p>“Never!” cried the clear, sharp voice -of the brave girl. “Dare to harm him -and you die, Captain Dermot!”</p> - -<p>She had suddenly drawn a pistol, and -its gleaming muzzle stared the Confederate -chief in the face.</p> - -<p>He started back with a cry of terror.</p> - -<p>Her beautiful countenance shone with -excitement, but she gave no evidence of -fear.</p> - -<p>Her tone was calm and measured as -she said:</p> - -<p>“You see that I am in earnest, Captain -Dermot, and the first move that is made -signs your doom. I have undertaken to -save the life of Curtis Remington and I -will do it though it costs me my own.”</p> - -<p>A murmur of admiration went up from -the spectators.</p> - -<p>Before it had died away a crash was -heard in the room and a portion of one -of the walls fell to the floor.</p> - -<p>The next moment, to the amazement -of the Confederates, Cavalry Curt stood -in their presence.</p> - -<p>“I cannot allow this to continue,” he -said, firmly.</p> - -<p>“Miss Morland, you have my heartfelt -thanks for your interference in my behalf. -But I will relieve you of all further -anxiety. Captain Dermot, since it is me -that you want, I will surrender upon two -conditions.”</p> - -<p>A wicked smile played upon the dark -visage of the latter.</p> - -<p>No one in the room was more surprised -at the scout’s appearance than Colonel -Morland.</p> - -<p>“What are those conditions, pray, Sir -Yank?” sneered Dermot.</p> - -<p>“First, that you leave these people in -peace. They are not to blame for my -presence here. Second, that I shall be -treated as a prisoner of war.”</p> - -<p>“Of course we intend to do all that you -have asked. So you will surrender? -Men——”</p> - -<p>“Hold! not too fast. Remember that -I am not in your hands yet.”</p> - -<p>“I should like to know what stands -between us.”</p> - -<p>“Your life!” was the cool reply.</p> - -<p>“Have done with this fooling. Do you -surrender or not? Girl, be careful how -you handle that pistol.”</p> - -<p>“You promise that these people shall -not be disturbed, sir?”</p> - -<p>“I do.”</p> - -<p>“And that you will take me to your -headquarters before your commander?”</p> - -<p>“Of course.”</p> - -<p>“Then I give myself up as a prisoner -of war.”</p> - -<p>It required no second bidding for the -soldiers to secure so valuable a captive, -and a minute later Cavalry Curt was in -the power of his foes.</p> - -<p>Colonel Morland had been freed, so -that he breathed easier.</p> - -<p>Mara looked on in silence, and though -she had lowered the weapon she still held -it in her hand.</p> - -<p>“I hope you will lose nothing by your -conduct to-day,” said Captain Dermot, -more in mockery, we suspect, than sincerity.</p> - -<p>She offered no reply.</p> - -<p>“Come, men,” he continued, “we can -afford to start for headquarters now. We -have done a good day’s work.”</p> - -<p>“Good-day, Colonel Morland; I am -sorry for the treatment we were forced to -give you, but it may learn you a lesson.”</p> - -<p>A minute later the party were mounting -their horses.</p> - -<p>Curt had whispered a kind good-bye -to her who had so nobly defended him, -as his captors bore him out of the room.</p> - -<p>“Never fear for me,” he said. “I am a -soldier who is not afraid to die. Give my -regards to Hal when you see him.”</p> - -<p>She would fain have spoken to him, -but the Confederate chief pushed her -rudely aside as he hurried past.</p> - -<p>She stood at the window watching the -cavalcade in their preparations to start, -while in spite of herself tears came into -her eyes.</p> - -<p>Buck Logan returned to the room for<span class="pagenum">[8]</span> -something he had forgotten, or at least -pretended to have left.</p> - -<p>Mara turned at the sound of his footsteps.</p> - -<p>“What, in tears!” he exclaimed in surprise. -“I thought you were too brave a -girl for that.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, Mr. Logan, what will they do -with him?”</p> - -<p>“He is a spy and will have to meet the -fate of a spy, I suppose. But I did not -know he was your friend, Mara—Miss -Morland.”</p> - -<p>“I never saw him until to-day, but he -was a friend to Harry. He seems like a -noble man.”</p> - -<p>“Well enough I dare say. But do not -let your sympathy rob you of your reason. -The boys are starting and I must not delay -longer. I hope to see you again -soon.”</p> - -<p>He had taken one of her hands in his -and pressing it to his lips, he hastily left -the room.</p> - -<p>“Mara, I don’t understand this,” said -Colonel Morland, turning to her as the -horsemen rode away with the captive -scout in their midst.</p> - -<p>Not without some confusion did she -tell him of the morning’s adventures.</p> - -<p>Half an hour later she laid her hand -on his shoulder saying:</p> - -<p>“Grandpa, I am going to Dalton.”</p> - -<p>“To Dalton?” he echoed. “What for, -my child?”</p> - -<p>“To save, if possible, the life of Curtis -Remington.”</p> - -<p>“Nay, nay, child; you are insane now, -to think of it.”</p> - -<p>Wild and impracticable as the venture -seemed then, succeeding events not only -made it possible but feasible and imperative -as well; of this more anon.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VI">CHAPTER VI. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">TO DIE AT ONCE.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>General J. E. Johnston, the commander -of the Confederate forces in -Georgia, at the head of forty-five thousand -men, was intrenched at Dalton, lying -in wait for the advancing troops of Sherman, -then marching into this stronghold -of the Confederacy from Chattanooga.</p> - -<p>The last Confederate gunboat had been -driven from the Mississippi and the great -basin of the south and west was safe in -Union keeping.</p> - -<p>The great strength of the South now -was its inland armies, which were fed by -the granaries and supported by the factories -of Georgia.</p> - -<p>Here were the great grain growing -prairies which afforded the sustenance -that an army requires.</p> - -<p>In the heart of the state, the center of -a net-work of manufacturing cities -and villages, was Atlanta, from which -the army was supplied with powder, -shot—in fact, all the appurtenances of -war.</p> - -<p>Through Macon and Atlanta ran the -great railroad lines between the eastern -and the western Confederacy.</p> - -<p>Georgia then was the Confederate -stronghold.</p> - -<p>To rend it asunder from mountain to -sea as had been done in the Mississippi -was the next work of the Northern -troops.</p> - -<p>The man called upon to undertake this -herculian task was Sherman.</p> - -<p>He had just performed his superb -march of four hundred miles from Vicksburg -to Chattanooga and added to this -another hundred miles to Knoxville in -season to relieve Burnside.</p> - -<p>At the head of one hundred thousand -men he was now at Ringgold, on the other -side of the mountain, in direct line with -Dalton and Atlanta biding his time of -action.</p> - -<p>To follow the fortunes of Cavalry Curt, -however, we must go to the Confederate -headquarters.</p> - -<p>On the afternoon of the same day that -witnessed the scout’s capture, General -Johnston, in company with subordinate -officers, was in his tent busily examining -a lot of charts and papers that lay before -him.</p> - -<p>“They are still impatient at Richmond -for me to begin the offensive,” said the -commander after a pause, as he looked -up from the documents, and reading for -the third time the latest dispatch from -the Confederate capital. “But I am no -better prepared to do it than when I first -declined to do so last Christmas. Their -plans look well enough on paper, but put -into actual practice must fail. Sherman’s -army more than double ours in number, -and then he is fortified at the very apex -of the two entrances into Georgia. The -moment that I advance on either hand -our rear is open to his attack. Once our -supplies from Atlanta are cut off, we are -lost. No,” he continued thoughtfully, -slowly shaking his head, “I dare not take -the risk. Our wisest course is to draw -the northern forces on as near to Atlanta -as possible before we engage in regular -battle with them. I am anxious——”</p> - -<p>He was interrupted in the midst of his -speech by the sound of a body of horsemen -passing the tent.</p> - -<p>“It is Captain Dermot’s scouting -squad,” exclaimed one.</p> - -<p>“And see, he has a prisoner,” added -another. “I truly believe it is the devil -he went in quest of.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[9]</span></p> - -<p>“Orderly, here; stop Captain Dermot. -I wish to speak to him.”</p> - -<p>Captain Dermot, proud of his day’s -work, was only too glad to meet his -superior, and he saluted him with an air -of triumph.</p> - -<p>“You have returned sooner than we -expected, Captain Dermot. Whom have -you there?”</p> - -<p>“Cavalry Curt, General Johnston.”</p> - -<p>“Sherman’s spy?”</p> - -<p>“The same, general. The identical -person, too, who was in our midst yesterday -disguised as a Quaker farmer, and -who made such a daring ride for freedom.</p> - -<p>“We tracked him to the mountain, and -this morning succeeded in effecting his -capture, though I will say he is a good -fighter.”</p> - -<p>“You have done well, Captain Dermot, -and nobly won the commission promised -you for his capture.”</p> - -<p>“Many thanks, General Johnston,” replied -the elated officer bowing low. -“And if I may be so bold I would recommend -my friend, Sergeant Logan, as -deserving of favor. We owe our success -in a great measure to him.”</p> - -<p>“I will remember your suggestion, -major,” giving the other for the first time -his new rank.</p> - -<p>“So this is Cavalry Curt,” he continued, -turning to the prisoner. “Ah, you hardly -look like the reckless dare-devil you have -been pictured; but from your present -appearance I can see that you have been -sorely driven. I suppose you realize -your situation.”</p> - -<p>“Better perhaps than you, general,” -replied Curt, speaking for the first time, -his cool, measured tone sending a thrill -through the frames of his listeners.</p> - -<p>“You are too brave a man to belong to -the cause you have espoused,” continued -the Confederate commander. “Let me -give you a chance to see yonder sun set.”</p> - -<p>“General Johnston,” said the scout, -quickly, comprehending the other’s -meaning, “I am brave enough to meet -death but not brave enough to betray -my country.”</p> - -<p>“My faith, but I like your appearance -much. You shall have a commission -if——”</p> - -<p>“Pardon me, general, but here is a -dispatch for you and a courier awaits -your pleasure.”</p> - -<p>The commander took the packet from -his orderly’s hand, and with a nervous -hand broke the seal.</p> - -<p>“Sherman’s army is on the move,” he -muttered under his breath. “Thomas is -on a march to Buzzard’s Gap. At last the -campaign has opened and the time for -more decisive action on our part has -come. Colonel Markham,” turning to -one of his subordinates, “I leave the -fate of the prisoner in your hands. -More important duties engage my attention. -Have ten men detailed from -your regiment placed under charge of a -competent officer who shall see that the -prisoner immediately meets the fate of a -spy. Remember, colonel, immediately; -for we know not how soon we may be -obliged to move. Sherman has begun -work.”</p> - -<p>“I will see that your orders are carried -out to the letter, general.”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VII">CHAPTER VII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">PUT TO THE TEST.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>Captain Morland was alone in his tent, -when an orderly appeared at the door -and handed him a paper.</p> - -<p>We need not be told that he is Mara -Morland’s brother; there is a strong likeness -between the two.</p> - -<p>He is a manly-looking fellow who has -entered heart and soul into the struggle -for the Southern cause. He has already -seen much of hard service and is ready -for more.</p> - -<p>Tearing open the paper he read:</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<div class="center"> -<p class="displayinline"><span class="smcap"><span style="padding-left:2em">Headquarters of</span></span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Fifth Georgia Inf.</span>, C. S. A.,<br /> -<span style="padding-left:3.5em">May 6th, 1864.</span></p> -<p class="displayinline"><span style="font-size:3em;position:relative;top:-0.2em">}</span></p> -</div> - -<p class="center">“<em>Captain Morland</em>:—Report to me at -my quarters with a detail of ten men as -soon as possible.</p> - -<p class="center" style="padding-left:3em">“<span class="smcap">Philip Markham</span>, Colonel.”</p> -</div> - -<p>“I wonder what is up now,” he mused, -preparing at once to obey his orders. -“Something unusual; I am certain that -he summons me rather than Lieutenant -Dodge.”</p> - -<p>His curiosity well aroused, Captain -Morland acted very promptly.</p> - -<p>“On hand with your usual alacrity, -captain,” greeted his superior. “I have -a delicate task on call else I should not -have selected you. You see our men -have captured a troublesome fellow -called Cavalry Curt, one of Sherman’s -spies. He is to be shot at sunset and the -unpleasant duty has been assigned to -you. See that there is no blunder in the -proceedings. You will find him under -guard down at the lower barracks. As -soon as it is over report to me. By the -way news have come that Sherman is beginning -hostilities. It looks as if we -might be called to the front at any moment. -It is no time to harbor spies. -Captain Morland, your duty is plain. I -trust we can depend upon you for the -work.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[10]</span></p> - -<p>“You can, Colonel Markham, though -I wish some one else might have been selected.”</p> - -<p>At the head of his squad Captain Morland -repaired as rapidly as possible to the -lower barracks, to find the guard with -the prisoner anxiously awaiting his arrival.</p> - -<p>“Is everything in readiness, sergeant?” -asked the captain. “We have no time to -spare.”</p> - -<p>“A grave has been dug and there is no -need for further delays. I resign the -prisoner into your hands, Captain Morland.”</p> - -<p>“Very well; place the prisoner at the -edge of the pit and measure off twenty -yards. We must have this over as soon -as possible.”</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt sent a swift glance upon -the Confederate captain as he spoke, and -a low groan escaped his lips.</p> - -<p>The next instant he turned his face -away as if watching the setting sun.</p> - -<p>He had recognized his former friend -but the discovery only seemed to make -his fate harder to bear.</p> - -<p>“I hope Hal won’t recognize me,” he -thought. “It will only make his duty -the more difficult to perform.”</p> - -<p>Those who heard his groan attributed -its utterance to a different cause than -that which produced it.</p> - -<p>“So your courage begins to fail you,” -said one of those whose duty it was to -remove him to the fated post. “Well it -will soon be over. Will you be blindfolded?”</p> - -<p>“No—yes.”</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt uttered the affirmative -when the thought occurred to him that -it would serve to hide his face.</p> - -<p>But his voice had betrayed him.</p> - -<p>Captain Morland turned his searching -gaze upon him and their eyes met.</p> - -<p>“Curt Remington!”</p> - -<p>“Hal Morland!”</p> - -<p>It was a strange meeting for old -friends.</p> - -<p>The scout was the first to recover his -self-possession.</p> - -<p>“I hoped you wouldn’t recognize me, -Hal. But do your duty. It is a poor -soldier who is afraid to die.”</p> - -<p>“No—no! not that, Curt. My God, I -did not dream of this. I have not forgot -the debt that I owe you. How came -you here?”</p> - -<p>“I was caught as a spy. But see, the -sun is setting. You jeopardize your own -life by this delay. Once more I ask you -to do your duty.”</p> - -<p>Captain Morland made a few swift -passes which were quickly answered by -the other.</p> - -<p>“That settles it,” he exclaimed with a -lighter countenance. “There isn’t power -enough in the South to compel me to do -this deed.”</p> - -<p>Turning to the wondering soldiers he -said:</p> - -<p>“Boys, that man is a Freemason. So -am I. They may do what they will to -me, but I cannot see this work go on. I -am bound by an oath that I cannot -break to harm no one of the fraternity. -Some one else must finish this work. For -the present I order him to the guard-house. -See that he does not escape. I -will report to headquarters.”</p> - -<p>With a few passes made to the captive -scout, which the others of course did not -understand, he wheeled and started for -the colonel’s tent.</p> - -<p>It would be difficult to describe Captain -Morland’s feeling as he presented himself -to his superior.</p> - -<p>“What, have you got over with it as -soon as this, captain? I think you have -outdone yourself this time.”</p> - -<p>“And you will have great reason for -thinking so, Colonel Markham, when I -ask to be released from this work, as -I do.”</p> - -<p>“Wish to be released from the work?” -exclaimed the other. “I never knew -you to shirk from a duty before, Captain -Morland. It was for that very reason I -selected you of all others.”</p> - -<p>“Thank you, colonel, but for once I -must prove faithless to your trust, even -though I lose my commission by it. I -am sorry it has happened.”</p> - -<p>“Explain yourself,” was the impatient -rejoinder.</p> - -<p>“The prisoner is a Freemason and so -am I. My oath forbids——”</p> - -<p>“Oh! ho! so that is it. I see—I see!” -exclaimed the astonished colonel. “We -can make that all right, captain. I feared -it was something else.”</p> - -<p>“I trust my loyalty is above suspicion, -colonel.”</p> - -<p>“So it is; on my faith, it is. But what -have you done with the prisoner?”</p> - -<p>“I ordered him to the guard-house to -be kept under strict surveillance.”</p> - -<p>“You did right. He will be safe there -until morning. He shall be attended to -then. I have just received an important -notice from headquarters. Our brigade -has been ordered to the relief at Buzzard’s -Gap and we are likely to receive -marching orders at any moment. It -looks as though we were in for hot -work.”</p> - -<p>“Anything to break the monotony of -this camp life,” exclaimed Morland, “but -I have a little business to look after, so -you must excuse me, colonel.”</p> - -<p>“Certainly; only see that the boys are -in readiness for a start. Good-evening.”</p> -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum">[11]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VIII">CHAPTER VIII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">CAPTAIN MORLAND AGAIN SURPRISED.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Some one to see you, Captain Morland,” -was the greeting he received upon -reaching his tent.</p> - -<p>Entering he saw a person standing in -the center of the apartment as if anxiously -awaiting his coming.</p> - -<p>“Captain Morland, I believe,” said the -visitor.</p> - -<p>“At your service, sir. I do not recognize -you in the darkness, though your -voice has a familiar ring.”</p> - -<p>“I would see you alone a few minutes, -captain.”</p> - -<p>“Very well; I will give directions not -to be disturbed. I will be back in a moment.”</p> - -<p>He soon returned closing the tent -opening behind him.</p> - -<p>“Will you please make known your errand?”</p> - -<p>“Is it possible, brother,” said the other -lowly, “that my disguise is so complete -you do not recognize me?”</p> - -<p>Had a cannon-ball dropped at his feet -Captain Morland could not have been -more surprised.</p> - -<p>“What! Mara! you here?”</p> - -<p>“Hush! don’t speak my name.”</p> - -<p>“But what does this mean? What has -happened?”</p> - -<p>Unheeding his questions she asked, -catching him by the arm:</p> - -<p>“Oh, Harry! have you seen him? Am -I too late?”</p> - -<p>Again he started with surprise, but in -a moment he comprehended her meaning.</p> - -<p>“You refer to Curtis Remington. I -have seen him.”</p> - -<p>“And—and he lives?”</p> - -<p>Her tone was hardly audible.</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“I am so glad. Is he safe?”</p> - -<p>“Until morning.”</p> - -<p>“He must be saved!”</p> - -<p>“Alas! I fear it is impossible. But -tell me how you came here. I am in a -fog.”</p> - -<p>In a few words she told of the morning’s -adventure; and then how she, disguised, -had succeeded in reaching the -place after running the gantlet of detection.</p> - -<p>“I felt it my duty to do something to -save him. I feared you would not know -of his being here. So I have come.”</p> - -<p>“But you have run a fearful risk.”</p> - -<p>“Do not speak of that. But tell me -what can be done for him.”</p> - -<p>Captain Morland quickly acquainted -her with the particulars of the postponed -execution.</p> - -<p>“It is an unpleasant turn of affairs,” -he said in conclusion, “but no more than -one must be prepared to meet in the fortunes -of war. Curt is a spy and a dreaded -foe to our cause. I love him as a brother, -but am powerless to help him. God -knows I would gladly save him if I -could.”</p> - -<p>She wrung her hands in agony.</p> - -<p>“And you are sure that he will be shot -to-morrow?”</p> - -<p>“As certain as I am that the sun will -rise. But, Mara, this is weak in you. -He is not the only one——”</p> - -<p>“I know—I know, brother. But I—I -love him! I am willing to give my life -to save him!”</p> - -<p>She reeled to and fro as if she would -fall.</p> - -<p>“This is weak in you, Mara,” he said, -folding her to his breast. “Come, put -him from your mind; and in the morning -you must return home. Grandfather—hark! -there is the bugle-call. We have -had marching orders. I must go. Our -brigade is ordered to Buzzard’s Gap.”</p> - -<p>Pressing a hurried kiss upon her brow, -he gently put her from him.</p> - -<p>“It is hard to leave you, but I must. -Stay here to-night and start for home in -the morning,” he said. “You will be -careful of yourself, Mara, won’t you?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, yes, Harry. Oh, this is dreadful.”</p> - -<p>“Be brave—ha! I mustn’t tarry longer. -Good-bye.”</p> - -<p>Another kiss and he was gone.</p> - -<p>Mara Morland pressed her hands to -her temples in a dazed, bewildered state -of mind.</p> - -<p>Then she suddenly started up.</p> - -<p>“What have I done?” she asked herself. -“He is gone and I have told him -nothing. God forgive me that I should -so far have forgotten my duty. These -tears ill become the garb that I wear. I -thought that I had more self-control. I -wonder if he is gone? He said to Buzzard’s -Gap. That is a part of Sherman’s -design. His plans are working well. I -must act ere it is too late.”</p> - -<p>While speaking thus she was brushing -the tear drops from her eyes.</p> - -<p>As soon as she had somewhat gained -control of herself she peered out of the -tent.</p> - -<p>All was bustle and excitement.</p> - -<p>“It is no use to look for him now. I -must go to the commander’s headquarters.”</p> - -<p>Acting upon this thought she boldly -left the tent.</p> - -<p>No one seemed to notice her and she -breathed easier as she hurried on her -way.</p> - -<p>At last to her relief the quarters of -General Johnston was reached.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[12]</span></p> - -<p>The commander, however, was very -busy and she had to wait what seemed -to her a long time.</p> - -<p>She was glad that it was night for in -the semi-darkness she escaped in part -the scrutinous gaze of the lookers-on.</p> - -<p>“Come, there is no time to spare if you -must speak to the commander,” exclaimed -the brusque orderly at last.</p> - -<p>“General, some one to see you who -will not take ‘No’ for an answer.”</p> - -<p>With high-beating heart Mara advanced -into the presence of the impatient -chief.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IX">CHAPTER IX. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">MARA MORLAND’S MISSION.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>If it was General Johnston’s aim to -draw the Northern troops as near as -possible to Atlanta before engaging in -the culminating battle, General Sherman, -on the other hand, was equally as anxious -to meet his foe at an early day and as -far from the Confederate arsenal as it -might be. Could he shatter Johnston’s -army, as he felt confident of doing, his -march to the sea would be simply a -“walk over.”</p> - -<p>The great mountain system of East -Tennessee outstretched like a giant arm -into the heart of the Confederacy.</p> - -<p>Leaving Chattanooga, the natural bastion -on the lines of the Georgian communication, -Sherman paused at Ringgold, -and from this place inaugurated -his grand strategic movement.</p> - -<p>Through Rocky Face Mountain from -the latter place ran a narrow ravine affording -the only passage to the eastern -valley, on the one hand, and along whose -rocky bottom wound the highway and -railroad to Dalton.</p> - -<p>At the mouth of this valley, called Buzzard’s -Roost Gap, Johnston had erected -strong defenses by planting his batteries -on the rocky spurs of the mountain sides. -To make his position doubly certain he -had flooded the ravine by dams in the -creek.</p> - -<p>This position but illustrated Johnston’s -entire situation, and Sherman’s practical -eye saw that to drive him from his -craggy citadel he must make a detour to -the south and cut off his communication -with Atlanta.</p> - -<p>This task was assigned to McPherson.</p> - -<p>Thomas meanwhile, to hold the Confederates’ -attention in that direction, -was to actually storm Buzzard’s Gap.</p> - -<p>Schofield was to march against the -enemy’s right flank thus adding to the -deception of Thomas’ attack.</p> - -<p>The purpose in view, however, was for -McPherson to reach Reseca, a place -about twenty miles south of Dalton, and -there fall upon the railroad thus cutting -off the Confederate’s supplies.</p> - -<p>Intrenching himself there McPherson -was to wage war upon Johnston in -flank until he would be obliged to turn -to grapple with him, when the rear -would be open to Thomas and Schofield.</p> - -<p>Johnston had received intelligence of -the contemplated attack on Buzzard’s -Gap as has been shown. Sherman’s real -intentions were as yet unknown to him.</p> - -<p>We have been thus particular in stating -the situation to show the importance -of Mara Morland’s mission to Johnston’s -quarters on that evening.</p> - -<p>“Well, what is your business, sir?” -asked General Johnston, without looking -up from the chart that he was examining, -as Mara in her disguise stood before him.</p> - -<p>“Important, sir, if I mistake not. I -am the bearer of a message from Boyd -Wyman.”</p> - -<p>“Boyd Wyman!” exclaimed the general -quickly looking up. “Where is he?”</p> - -<p>“At the home of Colonel Morland, -sir. He is wounded and could not come.”</p> - -<p>“So that accounts for his continued -absence. I sent him to learn if possible -Sherman’s projected plans. I had began -to fear that some mischance had overtaken -him.”</p> - -<p>“He barely escaped with his life, sir; -and reached our place this morning unable -to go further. Here are the papers, -sir, he requested me to hand you.”</p> - -<p>General Johnston eagerly took the -packet and tearing it open was soon -perusing its contents.</p> - -<p>Mara saw his countenance change as -he read on, and the hand that held the -paper trembled.</p> - -<p>“Well, well,” he broke forth, at last, -“this puts a new phase on the matter. -Had I known this an hour earlier my -plans would have been laid differently. -But better late than never. We have -time enough to reach there. Mr. Morland, -for that is the name Wyman gives -you, you have done us a great service. -Any favor I can do you?”</p> - -<p>“I would like a pass, sir, so that I can -return home.”</p> - -<p>“Certainly, and bear my good wishes -to Wyman.”</p> - -<p>“Thank you. And—and if it is not -asking too much,” stammered Mara, “I -would like permission to visit Curtis -Remington, the captive spy.”</p> - -<p>Her heart seemed to stop its beating as -she waited for his reply.</p> - -<p>The general looked up with a frown.</p> - -<p>“I don’t know about that. He was to -have been shot at sunset, but some one -blundered. Do you know him?”</p> - -<p>“I knew him at one time.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[13]</span></p> - -<p>“I see no harm in granting your request, -and in consideration of the service -you have done us, I will.”</p> - -<p>Seizing pen and paper he began to hurriedly -write.</p> - -<p>“Your full name, please.”</p> - -<p>“Mara Morland.”</p> - -<p>She could have bitten her tongue out -for giving utterance to the name. But -it was just as well. “Mara” seemed -as appropriate for a man as a woman.</p> - -<p>“There you are,” declared the commander, -handing her two slips of paper; -“good-evening.”</p> - -<p>Glad to get away so easy, she passed out -of the tent.</p> - -<p>Johnston, now familiar with the enemy’s -plans, immediately held a council -with some of his subordinate officers.</p> - -<p>Leaving him to prepare for a meeting -with McPherson at Reseca we will follow -the fortunes of Mara Morland.</p> - -<p>The uppermost thought in her mind -now was to rescue Cavalry Curt.</p> - -<p>No one knew better than she the peril -of the undertaking, and a less brave -heart would have shrunk from the attempt.</p> - -<p>But one course seemed open to her and -she resolved to carry it out.</p> - -<p>It was too early in the night, however, -for the work to be begun so she sauntered -toward her brother’s tent, watchful of all -that was transpiring around her.</p> - -<p>Passing one of the camp-fires she heard -loud voices, and coupled with other -names she fancied she heard her own.</p> - -<p>Advancing in a listless manner she got -within hearing without attracting attention.</p> - -<p>The party was composed of a portion -of Captain Dermot’s scouting squad.</p> - -<p>She saw Lieutenant Logan, easily distinguished -by his long, flaxen hair among -them.</p> - -<p>He was speaking.</p> - -<p>She held her breath at the sound of his -voice.</p> - -<p>“Yes, she is true grit every time. I -admired her spunk and I didn’t like her -course of action.”</p> - -<p>“Think she is spoony on the Yank?”</p> - -<p>“Looks like it. But I tell you those -Morlands are going to get into trouble, if -they ain’t already, over that spy. The -captain’s course this afternoon was -shameful.”</p> - -<p>“S’pose they’ll shoot the spy in the -morning?”</p> - -<p>“Of course; and I should like the job. -Reckon they wouldn’t find me a Freemason—ha—ho! -That’s the best joke I -have heard lately.”</p> - -<p>“Is it true the colonel has sent a man -up to old Morland’s?”</p> - -<p>“Yes; he smells a rat somewhere. -Leastways the major does, and he has -put him up to it.”</p> - -<p>“By the way, the captain fills his new -rank well.”</p> - -<p>Hearing nothing more of interest to -her, Mara finally turned away to seek -Captain Morland’s tent.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_X">CHAPTER X. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">THE WIZARD SCOUT.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>As Mara came in sight of her brother’s -tent she saw some one pacing slowly -back and forth before its entrance.</p> - -<p>Advancing boldly she drew nearer until -he turned at the sound of her approach -and pausing in his beat coolly -faced her.</p> - -<p>His long, flowing hair and beard was -white with the frosts of many years.</p> - -<p>His tall form, however, gave no indication -of the weight of years that it -bore.</p> - -<p>His eyes, too, retained all the fire of -youth. Ay, from out of their depths -flashed at times the light which told -plainly of the slumbering flame of insanity.</p> - -<p>“I knew you would come here,” he -said, calmly.</p> - -<p>“But—I do not know you,” exclaimed -Mara in alarm, glancing toward a group -of soldiers just beyond.</p> - -<p>“Nor need you marvel at that,” replied -the stranger, lowly. “I know every -man in the Confederate army, but no -one knows me! Nor would they recognize -me if they did. The tent is vacated now; -come in.”</p> - -<p>She might do worse than to obey.</p> - -<p>“You are on a dangerous errand, -young woman,” were his first words.</p> - -<p>She started with a low exclamation of -fear.</p> - -<p>“Do not be alarmed,” he hastened to say. -“I will be more careful how I speak. -You have nothing to fear from me. You -are cleverly disguised. It is to warn you -that I am here.”</p> - -<p>“Pray who are you?”</p> - -<p>“They call me Old Fatality. But that -is only a name synonymous with my -work, you know. All other names are -misnomers, however, so away with them. -You have been rash in coming here when -your own home is in jeopardy. You are -needed there, even now. Is the life of a -stranger dearer to you than the loved -ones at home?”</p> - -<p>She was silent, perplexed, bewildered.</p> - -<p>“I understand,” he went on. “You -have come here in the cause of your state. -By your heroic conduct you have averted -the disaster that hangs over the army of -Georgia. But its downfall is surely coming.<span class="pagenum">[14]</span> -You will live to regret that you lent -your arm to its support. Your heart -should be wholly with your patriot lover. -But I am detaining you here when you -should be on your homeward journey. -Even now all that you hold dear on -earth is under the bane. Within a week -you will be alone—friendless and hopeless.”</p> - -<p>“Sir, begone!” she exclaimed. “Who -are you who dares to breathe the breath -of treason?”</p> - -<p>It was too dark for either to see the -other’s face plainly, but both were greatly -excited.</p> - -<p>Mara stood with extended arm.</p> - -<p>“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “I have -only your good at heart. See, I am going.”</p> - -<p>He went as far as the edge of the tent -and peered cautiously out.</p> - -<p>The excitement of the camp scene had -somewhat died away.</p> - -<p>With a hasty glance he took in the view, -when to the surprise of Mara, he rapidly -returned to her side.</p> - -<p>“Be calm,” he said in a tone hardly -above a whisper. “You have come to -rescue Cavalry Curt! So have I! Listen -to my directions and it shall be well. -You can trust me.”</p> - -<p>More surprised than ever Mara bowed -her head.</p> - -<p>“You have a pass for him?”</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“Then go boldly down to his place of -confinement and demand an entrance. -The guard will pass you. Let the prisoner -don this suit of gray,” handing her -a bundle that he carried under his cloak. -“Together then leave the place. I will be -on guard when you come out. Be bold -and it shall be well with you and him. -Separate at once. Do you then go home -with all speed possible. Do you understand?”</p> - -<p>She could hardly credit his words.</p> - -<p>“You can trust me,” he declared seeing -her hesitation. “If you have any doubt -ask Cavalry Curt if he knows the Wizard -of the Army.”</p> - -<p>At the mention of that name she gazed -upon him spellbound. Could she be -really gazing upon the wonderful man -whose startling reputation had reached -even her mountain home?</p> - -<p>“I have heard of you,” she murmured.</p> - -<p>“I stopped at your house once when -crossing the mountains. In spite of your -disguise I recognized you by your voice -as soon as you spoke. I never forget a -voice. You can trust me?”</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“Good. Wait an hour; then go ahead. -You will find me ready to do my part.”</p> - -<p>He was moving away, when she caught -him by the arm.</p> - -<p>“You will see Cavalry Curt when he has -escaped?”</p> - -<p>“Without doubt.”</p> - -<p>“A favor then, please.”</p> - -<p>“It is granted.”</p> - -<p>“You will not mention my name to -him? He must not know that I helped -him to get free.”</p> - -<p>“Ha! I see. Your secret is safe with -me.”</p> - -<p>The next moment he disappeared from -sight.</p> - -<p>Time passed slowly enough to Mara as -she waited for the hour to wear away.</p> - -<p>Nothing new occurred to awaken her -interest.</p> - -<p>As she pondered over the events of the -evening she wondered more and more -over the unexpected appearance of the -Wizard Scout.</p> - -<p>Who was he? From whence had he -come? and how had he learned of her -presence there?</p> - -<p>Then too his fearful warning—must she -put credence in that? The thought -startled her.</p> - -<p>She had heard of him before—had -heard that he was mad.</p> - -<p>Were this the fact, could she depend -upon his assistance in the rescue of Cavalry -Curt?</p> - -<p>The more she reviewed her situation, -the more she became entangled in the -web of mystery and doubt.</p> - -<p>The time for action came at last and -she resolved to hazard the desperate -venture.</p> - -<p>Not without many misgivings did she -start on her perilous mission.</p> - -<p>“’Tis his life or mine!” she murmured -under her breath.</p> - -<p>Running the gantlet of others, Mara at -last reached the guard who stood on duty -over the captive scout.</p> - -<p>“A permission to see Cavalry Curt?”</p> - -<p>“Who from, mister?”</p> - -<p>“General Johnston.”</p> - -<p>“Sho! so ’tis. Genuine, by Jeff. Git -’long and be lively.”</p> - -<p>Glad to pass so easily Mara entered the -doomed spy’s quarters.</p> - -<p>He was lying upon the bare earth as if -asleep when she entered, to quickly look -up at sight of her.</p> - -<p>“Is this Cavalry Curt?” she asked in a -low tone.</p> - -<p>“They call me by that name sometimes.”</p> - -<p>“I need not ask if you are anxious to -escape from your present plight.”</p> - -<p>Her tone was low and her calmness -surprised herself.</p> - -<p>“Hardly. Who are you?”</p> - -<p>“A friend. Let me prove it.”</p> - -<p>No sooner had she spoken than she cut -the ligatures that bound him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[15]</span></p> - -<p>“May heaven bless you,” he murmured, -starting to his feet, to find his limbs so -cramped and benumbed that it was some -time before he could stand.</p> - -<p>“Here, don this suit of gray. It will -help you escape detection. I will see -that no one enters.”</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt quickly made the -change.</p> - -<p>“I am ready,” he whispered. “But -how are we to run the guard?”</p> - -<p>“Follow me closely.”</p> - -<p>“Into the jaws of death though it be,” -replied the scout through his clinched -teeth. “I wish I were armed.”</p> - -<p>“Take this,” and Mara thrust a revolver -into his hand.</p> - -<p>“Thanks. Lead on. I am impatient -to get out of this place.”</p> - -<p>“Come.”</p> - -<p>But Mara’s heart sank within her as -they reached the door.</p> - -<p>The same sentry was on duty as had -been when she entered the building.</p> - -<p>The Wizard Scout had failed to do his -part.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XI">CHAPTER XI. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">WAS HE MAD?</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>This was the first thought that flashed -through her mind.</p> - -<p>She hesitated.</p> - -<p>Was it fancy or did the guard beckon -her to come?</p> - -<p>It was too late to turn back.</p> - -<p>She rapidly advanced, with Cavalry -Curt beside her.</p> - -<p>To her joy the sentry merely glancing -up allowed them to pass.</p> - -<p>“We must separate now,” said Mara a -minute later. “I trust you will have no -further trouble.”</p> - -<p>“Have no fear for me. But to whom -am I indebted for this kind act?”</p> - -<p>“To the Wizard Scout,” replied Mara, -and the next instant he was alone.</p> - -<p>“A strange man,” mused Cavalry Curt. -“But I have no time to waste in speculation. -As I am not needed here I must -start for the general’s headquarters. He -will think I am a tardy errand-boy.”</p> - -<p>But Cavalry Curt was not on his own -footing yet.</p> - -<p>In the very heart of the enemy’s encampment -it was no easy matter to run -the gantlet of his foes.</p> - -<p>His disguise, however, seemed sufficient, -for few had seen his face.</p> - -<p>Again, he was familiar with every rod -of the country.</p> - -<p>With full confidence in his ability to -escape he coolly followed his course.</p> - -<p>The boom of cannon was heard in the -distance, coming from the direction of -Rocky Face Mountain.</p> - -<p>It told that the fight at Buzzard’s Roost -Gap had begun.</p> - -<p>“I am more needed at Reseca,” he -mused. “Thither will I shape my course. -Ha! as I live Johnston is sending troops -to that place. He has discovered Sherman’s -ruse. I wonder if McPherson will -fall into the trap. I—it is a risky undertaking, -but I am in for it. I——”</p> - -<p>“Helloa, Charley,” exclaimed some one -breaking in upon his thoughts, “ain’t -your regiment going to Reseca!”</p> - -<p>The speaker had stepped from one of -the tents near at hand.</p> - -<p>“Hang it, yes,” growled Curt in a disguised -tone, instantly adapting himself -to the new situation. “And I’m in a -deuced of a fix.”</p> - -<p>“I thought the 20th was going. What’s -the trouble?”</p> - -<p>“My equipments are down to the barracks. -I just stepped into Jackson’s -mess. Let me take your gun. Quick or -I shall be too late. The last call has -sounded.”</p> - -<p>“Well, here’s your shooter. Tell me -how many Yanks you kill. I wish I was -going. I’ve got——”</p> - -<p>But Cavalry Curt stopped to hear no -more.</p> - -<p>Snatching the gun from the other’s -hands he started on a run toward the -troops.</p> - -<p>“The 20th,” he panted of a corporal.</p> - -<p>“To the right, sir.”</p> - -<p>Watching his opportunity he fell into -the ranks and a few minutes later was -marching with the Confederates on toward -Reseca.</p> - -<p>In less than half an hour he had escaped -from the guard-house and with a -recklessness of spirit that characterized -his conduct had joined the Southern -ranks.</p> - -<p>Wild as the move seemed it proved to -have been the very best he could have -made.</p> - -<p>In less than another half hour the -news of his escape flew over the encampment -like wildfire.</p> - -<p>His name was on every lip and an exciting -search was made for him.</p> - -<p>For a time at least he was safe from -them.</p> - -<p>One other little incident deserves our -attention before we turn to record the -fortunes of Mara Morland.</p> - -<p>It may have been two hours after the -escape of Cavalry Curt was discovered -that General Johnston was startled by -the appearance of an old man in his tent.</p> - -<p>He had forbidden anyone to enter and -was trying to get a little rest which he -was so much in need of.</p> - -<p>“What means this intrusion?” he asked -starting up.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[16]</span></p> - -<p>“Nothing—noth-ing—no-thing—not -much. Thought I must see you.”</p> - -<p>“Orderly Knox——”</p> - -<p>The strange visitor stopped him with a -wave of the hand.</p> - -<p>“Don’t trouble yourself, general, I’m -Old Fatality and I thought——”</p> - -<p>General Johnston repeated the name -in a husky tone.</p> - -<p>“Yes; I am Old Fatality,” the other -went on, unheeding the commander’s -discomfiture; “and though my errand -is not a pleasant one it is none the -less——”</p> - -<p>“Orderly Knox——”</p> - -<p>“Stop, general! three ain’t company!”</p> - -<p>One of the general’s aides entered the -tent.</p> - -<p>“What is it, general?”</p> - -<p>“Put that man out. He is disturbing -me. How dared you let him in?”</p> - -<p>“How in the dickens did he get in? -Mercy me, it is the mad wizard! Come -along here, old man; you are not wanted -here.”</p> - -<p>“Of course I ain’t. Misfortune ain’t -wanted anywhere; but you have to take -what the Lord sends, don’t you? I have -taken the trouble to come here and I am -going to stay with you—my spirit if not -my body. I was with Beauregard at -Shiloh, with Pemberton at Vicksburg, -with Bragg at Chattanooga and—you -know the result. I am sorry for you, -General Johnston, for you are worthy of -a better cause than which has led you -into the field, but defeat is as sure to be -your portion as night is to follow day. -Adieu.”</p> - -<p>As silently as a shadow he passed out, -the spectators unable to throw off the -spell which he had thrown over them by -his burning words and wild manner.</p> - -<p>When they did recover their self-possession -enough to look for him he was -gone as silently and mysteriously as he -had appeared.</p> - -<p>Though no one may have believed his -words they were never forgotten; and -later on they were recalled with a startling -distinctness.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XII">CHAPTER XII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">WARLIKE SCENES.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>Fortunately for Mara Morland she had -passed the pickets before the discovery -of Cavalry Curt’s escape.</p> - -<p>We doubt if she would have succeeded -in doing so then.</p> - -<p>The night was clear starlight and she -had no difficulty in following the way.</p> - -<p>She was mounted on the same horse -she had ridden in coming to Dalton and -it was barely two hours ride to her home.</p> - -<p>A part of her journey lay on the road -to Buzzard’s Gap.</p> - -<p>Anxious to reach home Mara was riding -at a smart canter when she fancied she -heard the sound of hoof-strokes behind -her.</p> - -<p>Thinking nothing strange of this she -kept on her way at her former rate of -speed.</p> - -<p>The sounds continued and even grew -plainer, until she was aware that not one -rider but several horsemen were following -her.</p> - -<p>“It must be a skirmishing party,” she -thought, “or it may be troops going to -Buzzard’s Gap.”</p> - -<p>Whichever case it might be she had no -desire to be seen so she urged her horse -on a faster gait—faster and faster until -she fairly flew along the way.</p> - -<p>Still to her surprise the horsemen -seemed to come nearer.</p> - -<p>Surprise soon gave place to alarm for -she felt now that she was pursued.</p> - -<p>Just as she was coming to this conclusion -she reached the point where she -must turn from the Buzzard’s Gap road -in order to reach her home.</p> - -<p>This then would prove the test. If the -riders kept straight on she need have no -further fear. If not—she dared not contemplate -the worst.</p> - -<p>She heard them reach the forks of the -road, and for a moment she thought -they passed on; and then a low exclamation -escaped her lips as she realized -that her worst fears were stern facts.</p> - -<p>The horsemen were in earnest pursuit -of her!</p> - -<p>The road now was more broken and her -progress was slower.</p> - -<p>She was a good rider, but her horse -was no match for those in pursuit.</p> - -<p>She had gone perhaps a couple of miles -further when a loud shout attracted her -attention, and looking back she saw her -pursuers in plain sight!</p> - -<p>The foremost was waving something in -the air, as if motioning for her to stop.</p> - -<p>At first thought she was inclined to do -so, but something in their manner seemed -to tell her that their presence boded her -no good.</p> - -<p>Their shouts were like those of a maddened -mob rather than the words of -friends.</p> - -<p>With her white face set despairingly -toward home she swept wildly on.</p> - -<p>Her long hair broke from its confinement, -to stream in the night air, adding -to the wildness of her appearance.</p> - -<p>Over the hills and through the valleys -she flew, the clatter of her enemies in -pursuit growing plainer and nearer.</p> - -<p>Then shots were fired while the bullets -flew uncomfortably near.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[17]</span></p> - -<p>But one thought was in her mind now.</p> - -<p>Could she reach home?</p> - -<p>Ever and anon she glanced wildly back, -and every time her hopes sank lower.</p> - -<p>“Hold up there if you value your life!” -thundered the leader of the horsemen.</p> - -<p>His words only served to make her -urge her failing horse on to greater exertions.</p> - -<p>The next moment her home burst into -view.</p> - -<p>Notwithstanding the hour she saw a -light at its windows.</p> - -<p>A murmured thanksgiving escaped her -lips.</p> - -<p>“Almost there!” she exclaimed.</p> - -<p>A minute later she rode furiously into -the yard.</p> - -<p>Reining up her foam-flecked horse in -front of the door she sprang from the -saddle just as her grandfather appeared -in the doorway with a light in his hand.</p> - -<p>“What has happened?” he cried, excitedly.</p> - -<p>“I am pursued! Oh, save me!” she -panted, falling exhausted on the threshold.</p> - -<p>With a cry almost human the steed she -had ridden staggered forward and fell at -the old man’s feet in the throes of death!</p> - -<p>At the same instant the horsemen -dashed upon the scene.</p> - -<p>“What, ho! there!” cried the leader. -“It is a long race that has no end!”</p> - -<p>“What does this mean?” asked Colonel -Morland, trembling like an aspen leaf.</p> - -<p>“We are after Cavalry Curt! He has -made a bold dash for freedom. Stand -aside, old man, if you value your -life!”</p> - -<p>“No—no! you shall not harm her!” -cried the old soldier, bending over Mara, -who was just opening her eyes.</p> - -<p>“Are you hurt, my child?”</p> - -<p>“No; but see they are coming. Back—back, -every man of you! I am armed!”</p> - -<p>She had gained her feet and like a -tigress at bay faced them.</p> - -<p>Some of the party had dismounted and -were advancing.</p> - -<p>“Yes, keep back! keep back!” warned -Colonel Morland with both arms outstretched.</p> - -<p>“Great King! he is a woman!” exclaimed -one of the horsemen, as he saw -Mara’s long hair falling down her neck -and shoulders.</p> - -<p>“Woman or devil,” cried the leader, -“seize her. She is Cavalry Curt; or the -one in league with him.”</p> - -<p>Mara was armed and she had so far recovered -her self-possession as to bid defiance -to them.</p> - -<p>“She means business,” ejaculated the -foremost of the would-be captors.</p> - -<p>“Fire and furies!” roared the chief, -urging his horse forward to the front of -his men, “we——”</p> - -<p>But Mara’s ringing tone checked his -speech.</p> - -<p>“Advance another step at the peril of -your life.”</p> - -<p>“Traitors!” hissed the others, “your -lives shall pay for this.”</p> - -<p>“Explain your errand,” said Colonel -Morland, again speaking. “My doors -are open <a id="Ref_17a" href="#BRef_17a">to the al——</a>”</p> - -<p>“<a id="Ref_17b" href="#BRef_17b">Old man, lie</a>. By your side -stands as great a traitor as you ever -knew. We want him or her as the case -may be and we——”</p> - -<p>The sharp report of a rifle suddenly -drowned his speech.</p> - -<p>With a low groan Colonel Morland sank -to the floor.</p> - -<p>“You have killed him! You have killed -him!” moaned Mara, falling upon her -knees beside him.</p> - -<p>The Confederate chief looked amazed.</p> - -<p>“Who fired that shot?” he inquired.</p> - -<p>No one answered.</p> - -<p>At that moment, too, a new actor appeared -on the scene.</p> - -<p>It was the scout, Boyd Wyman, who, -wounded, had remained at her home -while Mara had gone on her perilous -mission to Dalton.</p> - -<p>He moved with the greatest difficulty, -but succeeded in reaching the doorway.</p> - -<p>“What have you done?” he cried, -sharply.</p> - -<p>“It was a dastardly shot!” he went on -as no one replied.</p> - -<p>Mara was weeping bitterly.</p> - -<p>“Who are you?” queried the chief.</p> - -<p>“Boyd Wyman; and I can vouch for -these people’s loyalty even as I can my -own.”</p> - -<p>“It is Boyd Wyman!” averred one of -the soldiers. “They said he was -wounded and stopping up here.”</p> - -<p>“Is the old man seriously hurt?” asked -the leader, moving in his seat uneasily.</p> - -<p>“Yes,” replied the scout; “he has received -his death wound.”</p> - -<p>“I am sorry, for we meant him no -harm. Who is that beside him?”</p> - -<p>“Mara Morland, his grand-daughter. -She has just returned from Dalton where -she has been to bear dispatches for me, as I -have got a chunk of lead in my leg and -cannot walk. But what means this piece -of unwarranted work? You have the old -man’s life to answer for.”</p> - -<p>“We were after Cavalry Curt,” replied -the other, doggedly. “He has escaped, -and that chap by the old man helped -him to do it.”</p> - -<p>“You know better; but go your way -and leave peaceful folks alone. You have -done mischief enough already.”</p> - -<p>“It ain’t come out just as I expected.<span class="pagenum">[18]</span> -Reckon though we’ll keep an eye on this -place. Sergeant Goodale, I will leave -ten men here under your charge as guards, -see that no one leaves it. You will -be held accountable for every life -here.”</p> - -<p>“Yes, captain. Reckon we shan’t sleep -on our post.”</p> - -<p>“I can trust you. Boyd Wyman, will -you go to Dalton with us?”</p> - -<p>“I couldn’t ride that distance to save -my life. Even if I could, I feel it my -duty to stay here.”</p> - -<p>“Just as you choose.”</p> - -<p>Without more delay, after detailing -ten of his followers to remain with Sergeant -Goodale, Captain Buck, with the -rest of his party, headed toward Dalton.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XIII">CHAPTER XIII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">BETRAYED!</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>Johnston in fortifying himself at Dalton -had not overlooked the possible need -of an avenue of retreat or removal to -some other position.</p> - -<p>Accordingly he had repaired the roads -leading into the different quarters of the -surrounding country; and wherever his -astute mind had deemed it expedient he -had opened new passages.</p> - -<p>This enabled him to move about with -facility, divide or unite his forces as he -choose, and made his capture more difficult.</p> - -<p>In the whole history of the war we -know of no instance where two officers -were so evenly and squarely pitted -against each other as far as individual -characteristics were concerned as were -Sherman and Johnston.</p> - -<p>Either was as well prepared for the defeat -of his plans as for their success, nor -did victory unduly elate him.</p> - -<p>Each had an eye to his surroundings -and was continually calling into acquisition -the advantage offered by the surface -of the country.</p> - -<p>The march to Reseca was performed -with the ease and rapidity that marked -the Confederate commander’s entire campaign.</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt, we remember, had actually -entered the rebel ranks, and leaving -Mara Morland in her grief and hopeless -condition we must, in order to keep along -with the occurrence of events, turn to -narrate the scout’s checkered fortunes.</p> - -<p>Warned of Sherman’s premeditated attack -by McPherson upon Reseca under -cover of an assault in Buzzard Roost led -by Thomas, and Schofield’s march toward -Dalton, Johnston had on the fifteenth of -May ordered Canty’s cavalry to that -place.</p> - -<p>Soon after its arrival this skirmishing -brigade had become engaged with the -advance columns of the Northern troops -to be driven back.</p> - -<p>McPherson thus unexpectedly met by -the foe, whom he had hoped to find asleep, -halted.</p> - -<p>Thus the two forces were looking and -waiting for each other to move, neither -knowing the other’s strength, when on -the evening of the ninth three divisions -of Johnston’s infantry marched to the -succor of the threatened town.</p> - -<p>The arrival of the re-inforcements was -the signal for rejoicing, and plans were -quickly laid for more hostile movements.</p> - -<p>That the enemy’s position and actual -resources as to numbers, armament, etc., -might be more definitely known a squad -of six under one Lieutenant Boggs was -detailed to reconnoiter the field.</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt to his infinite satisfaction -was one of the scouts.</p> - -<p>Once outside the picket line the scouts -moved cautiously, yet swiftly forward, the -sense of each man strained to catch the -least sound or to detect the slightest -movement upon the night scene.</p> - -<p>The sky was overcast with a thin lining -of clouds, so that it was quite dark in the -deeper forests. In a couple of hours the -moon would rise to dispel somewhat the -gloom.</p> - -<p>As silently as so many shadows the -little party threaded the dim aisle of the -valley lying on the west of the town.</p> - -<p>Not a word was spoken and nothing -was heard to alarm them, until at last -they stood at the edge of a clearing of -several acres in extent.</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Boggs motioning a halt, -they paused under the shadows of the -trees.</p> - -<p>“I have an idea the Yanks are off to -the right,” he said, speaking for the first -time.</p> - -<p>“More’n likely,” assented one of the -others.</p> - -<p>Cavalry Curt started at the sound of -the last speaker’s voice. He was too well -schooled in his self-possession, however, -to betray any surprise, though he improved -the first opportunity to get a good, -square look at the man.</p> - -<p>He had recognized the tone as that of -one whom he had at one time known.</p> - -<p>The countenance was that of the person.</p> - -<p>He had at one time belonged to Kearney’s -cavalry, but had disappeared -very suddenly and was supposed to have -been killed.</p> - -<p>Curt’s most natural conclusion was -that he was acting a part as well as himself.</p> - -<p>Though altered in appearance since<span class="pagenum">[19]</span> -their last meeting he felt certain the -other would recognize him as soon as he -should get a fair view of his face.</p> - -<p>Always careful to be on the safe side -the spy resolved not to discover his identity -to the other, but to maintain a careful -watch over himself.</p> - -<p>He could not help feeling that the man -had deserted the Union cause.</p> - -<p>In that case his own position was a -critical one.</p> - -<p>“Don’t believe but we had better go -round the clearing,” declared Lieutenant -Boggs. “I kalkilate we have got to look -mighty sharp, for we are likely to run -on the Yanks at any step. Foller me.”</p> - -<p>With this terse command he led the -way through the forest, the others following -closely upon his heels in Indian -fashion.</p> - -<p>They had gone perhaps a quarter of a -mile in this way, when Lieutenant Boggs -paused abruptly.</p> - -<p>Bending his head forward in a listening -attitude, after a minute’s anxious -wait, he said:</p> - -<p>“I though I heard some step. But I -must have been mistaken. Isn’t that a -building over yonder on the swell?”</p> - -<p>“I should say so,” replied one of his -companions.</p> - -<p>“I have a mind to go up there.”</p> - -<p>“My eye has been on that pine tree for -some time. What a view one could get -from its top! Let’s go up a little nearer -anyway.”</p> - -<p>They soon came in plain sight of a -large, old-fashioned farm-house with outbuildings -adjoining, the whole looking -deserted and sadly out of repair.</p> - -<p>The buildings stood on the crest of -quite an eminence of land.</p> - -<p>On one side reaching nearly down to -the woods where they were concealed extended -a line of dense shrubbery.</p> - -<p>A short distance from the house, its -dark, gigantic branches overhanging the -roof was a huge pine towering far above -any other tree in the vicinity.</p> - -<p>It was this tree Lieutenant Boggs -wished to reach, knowing that from its -summit he could look down upon a wide -circle of the surrounding country.</p> - -<p>Without losing any time he swiftly, yet -silently advanced toward the forsaken -buildings, being careful to keep under the -cover of the trees.</p> - -<p>His followers closely imitated his example, -and a few minutes later, without -having met with any renewed cause of -alarm, they gained the summit.</p> - -<p>Under the giant pine Lieutenant Boggs -ordered a halt.</p> - -<p>“One of us had better climb the tree. -If I mistake not, from its top the camp -of the Yanks will be in plain view. You -are the man to do it,” he concluded, turning -to Cavalry Curt.</p> - -<p>The words in themselves were innocent -enough, but they were no sooner spoken -than the scout instantly interpreted a -double meaning.</p> - -<p>He saw Lieutenant Boggs and the deserter -exchange significant glances, and -all at once it flashed through his mind -that his identity had been discovered!</p> - -<p>He had been betrayed!</p> - -<p>It was evidently a part of the plans of -his foes to get him into the tree, where -he would be at their mercy.</p> - -<p>A hurried glance around showed that -there was no way for him to escape.</p> - -<p>He must either climb the tree or refuse -to obey the order. In the latter case he -would only hasten the crisis without -bringing any especial benefit to himself.</p> - -<p>He was in a tight place.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XIV">CHAPTER XIV. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">TREED!</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Come, why don’t you obey orders?” -growled Lieutenant Boggs, as Cavalry -Curt hesitated a moment.</p> - -<p>“Danged if I see just how I am going -to get up to that first limb,” muttered -the scout. “I never was much of a -climber,” and he started around the tree, -obviously to find a way to ascend its -trunk, but really to test the intentions -of his companions.</p> - -<p>No sooner had he moved than their -rifles were half-raised and they seemed -ready to spring upon him. He no longer -doubted their purpose. Neither did he -delay further in his course of action.</p> - -<p>“We’ll show you a way to get your -lubberly carcass up there if you don’t try -for yourself pretty lively,” exclaimed the -lieutenant, impatiently.</p> - -<p>“If some of you will just give me a -boost I guess I can get up here,” declared -Curt.</p> - -<p>With the assistance of a couple of the -others he was enabled to reach the first -branch when he slowly drew himself up -until he had gained its support.</p> - -<p>Glancing over his shoulder he saw that -the squad had covered him with their -guns, and that Lieutenant Boggs was -smiling triumphantly.</p> - -<p>Without seeming to notice their hostile -movement, however, Cavalry Curt continued -his ascent of the pine.</p> - -<p>Feeling confident of their game the -Confederates allowed him to go up higher -until his form began to fade from sight.</p> - -<p>“We can take him as he comes down,” -said Boggs. “Look sharp for him, -boys.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[20]</span></p> - -<p>This was spoken in an undertone -which of course did not reach the scout’s -ears, though he knew well enough their -intentions.</p> - -<p>Higher and higher he rapidly ascended -the tree, until at last he was near the -top.</p> - -<p>Parting the thick branches he gazed -out upon the surrounding country scene -for several miles in the clear starlight. -Had it been daylight he might have seen -distinctly a wide panorama of scenery.</p> - -<p>As he had expected to do he gazed -upon the tents of an encampment of the -Federal troops. He knew well enough -it was McPherson’s corps lying in wait, -undecided as yet whether to move boldly -upon Reseca or to retreat.</p> - -<p>The forces were but a few miles away -and fixing the direction in his mind he -began to look around him for some avenue -of escape, knowing that he had but -a few minutes in which to act.</p> - -<p>Peering down through the matted -branches he saw that the Confederates -were listlessly waiting his movements. -At the least cause for alarm they would -be active enough, though evidently they -felt certain of their prey.</p> - -<p>As we have already told the pine stood -near to the house, so near in fact that -Cavalry Curt had noticed that its -branches touched the building.</p> - -<p>Particularly were they thick together -and long at a point objective to the -chamber windows. Here was where the -scout hoped to escape.</p> - -<p>Without stopping to take more than a -hasty survey from his lofty perch Curt, -leaving his slouched hat so it might be -seen by those below, cautiously began to -descend, hugging closely to the tree.</p> - -<p>Swiftly yet silently he retraced his -course until he stood on the branch that, -reaching around the corner of the dwelling, -had boldly pushed its way through -one of the windows.</p> - -<p>Hearing nothing as yet from his enemies -to alarm him, he glided out along -the branch concealed by the matted -growth of boughs above and below.</p> - -<p>“Helloa!” called out Lieutenant Boggs, -cautiously, when he was about midway -in the passage, “what do you see?”</p> - -<p>Of course Curt made no reply—only -quickened his progress knowing that his -time would soon be up.</p> - -<p>“I say where are you?” called out -Boggs a little louder, as he listened in -vain for an answer to his first call.</p> - -<p>“Hang the fool! why don’t he speak!” -muttered the officer. Then louder than -before he called out:</p> - -<p>“Are you going to keep us here all -night? Come down at once.”</p> - -<p>At this moment Curt’s hand touched -the window-sill, when with the agility of -a cat he noiselessly drew himself forward -allowing the branch to sway back to -its normal position as gently as possible.</p> - -<p>Still the Confederate received no reply -to his appeal and he began to grow first -uneasy, then furious.</p> - -<p>“He is clean, clear to the top,” declared -one of his followers, “I can just -see his head between the branches. -P’raps he don’t hear you, for he don’t -move.”</p> - -<p>“I’ll send a chunk of lead up there if -he don’t stir pretty soon,” growled Boggs. -“Reckon that’ll fetch him.”</p> - -<p>The night seemed unusually quiet, and -not a sound followed his words.</p> - -<p>Curt had gained the house and stood -within its walls.</p> - -<p>“Look here, you infernal Yank!” called -out Boggs louder than before, “if you -don’t come down we’ll riddle you with -bullets! We have waited long enough -and its time for you to know that your -game is up!”</p> - -<p>Of course he received no reply and he -stamped the ground madly, regardless -of the danger he was courting, forgetting -that he might have enemies within hearing.</p> - -<p>“He don’t move,” whispered the soldier. -“Shall I fire at him?”</p> - -<p>“Curses upon our stupidity, no. It -would wake up the whole army of -Yanks. Let me speak to the dog once -more!”</p> - -<p>Again he called out to the scout with, -as might be expected, no better result.</p> - -<p>“One of you must go up there,” said -Lieutenant Boggs. “Who will do it?”</p> - -<p>Not one of the little group volunteered -to do so.</p> - -<p>“He’s a desperate chap,” ventured one; -“and as he’s above he’s going to have us -at a disadvantage. I don’t care to tackle -him alone, I allow.”</p> - -<p>“Bah!” retorted Boggs, “you are a -coward.”</p> - -<p>He shirked the undertaking himself, -however.</p> - -<p>“Perhaps it would be safer for three -to go up,” he said a minute later. “Can -the dog have mistrusted our plan?”</p> - -<p>“Hark! what was that?” exclaimed -one of the soldiers as a loud crash from -within the house broke the stillness of -the night.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XV">CHAPTER XV. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">TURNING THE TABLES.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>In a moment the little squad were on -the alert.</p> - -<p>No sound, however, followed the crash -which seemed like the concussion of a -falling body.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[21]</span></p> - -<p>“Some one is in the house!” whispered -Boggs, whose stock of courage never -was great, was fast leaving him.</p> - -<p>“Let’s go in and see,” ventured one of -the others with less fear.</p> - -<p>“We mustn’t leave the tree without a -guard to see that the Yank does not get -off. Jones and Monkton, do you keep a -close watch over that spy while the rest -of us explore the old building. Come on, -boys; and mind that you keep your eyes -open.”</p> - -<p>With these words he led the way toward -the open door.</p> - -<p>It was dark and still within. Not -without many misgivings did Lieutenant -Boggs enter the deserted abode. -Every footstep gave back a loud, creaking -noise and he fancied that all kinds of -creatures were in the place. A bat, -started from its retreat by the nocturnal -disturbers of its peace, flew uncomfortably -near to his head.</p> - -<p>He crossed the first apartment closely -followed by the others, to enter an adjoining -room even darker than the first -if that were possible.</p> - -<p>Unknown to them the eagle eyes of -the scout were watching their movements -from the second floor.</p> - -<p>Alike unseen and unheard by either -friend or foe another with catlike steps -was tracking the Confederates.</p> - -<p>Then as he crossed the threshold of the -inner apartment the scout caught sight -of his tall, powerful form. He started -with surprise for even in the semi-darkness -he had recognized the Wizard -Scout!</p> - -<p>Here then was help he had little expected—an -arm that was worth a dozen -ordinary men.</p> - -<p>Until then Curt had thought only of -escape for himself. Finding that he had -an ally in the field, a bold, daring scheme -entered his head.</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Boggs and his party, however, -had come to a sudden halt.</p> - -<p>“Hist!” exclaimed he. “I heard something -move in the corner yonder.”</p> - -<p>His followers quickly came to a standstill, -when an oppressive silence hung -over the lonely scene.</p> - -<p>“Man or devil, come forth!” challenged -Boggs, trying to appear calm though he -was trembling with fear.</p> - -<p>No reply was made by word or move.</p> - -<p>The Wizard Scout stood in the darkness -grimly watching them.</p> - -<p>“’Twas nothing!” exclaimed the boldest -of the squad. “The first sound we -heard was but the branches of the pine -striking against the side of the house. -Let’s get out of this. We are losing valuable -time. Hark! Jones is calling for -us.”</p> - -<p>“Yes; we have fooled here long -enough,” assented Boggs. “Here seems -to be a door leading out at the end of -the house. Let’s go out this way.”</p> - -<p>Glad to escape from the place, the Confederates -hastily passed out into the -night.</p> - -<p>Had they looked back by the light -streaming in through the door they had -opened they might have discovered the -tall figure of Old Fatality standing in the -background, a smile upon his bronze -visage.</p> - -<p>They left the door open.</p> - -<p>As soon as satisfied that they were beyond -hearing Curt spoke in a low tone -to the mysterious scout who without looking -up or betraying any surprise motioned -for him to descend the stairs.</p> - -<p>A minute later Curt stood beside him.</p> - -<p>“This is a glad meeting on my part,” -whispered he. “I was wishing I had -some one to help me.”</p> - -<p>“I mistrusted it,” replied the unknown, -“so I followed you up here. Do you intend -to capture the rebels?”</p> - -<p>“If possible.”</p> - -<p>“Good. Let’s get where we can see -what they are doing now.”</p> - -<p>Noiselessly crossing the room they -looked cautiously out upon the handful -of perplexed Confederates, who were -grouped under the pine discussing their -next move.</p> - -<p>“We mustn’t lose that infernal spy,” -declared Boggs. “Has he moved yet, -Jones?”</p> - -<p>“Nary a bit.”</p> - -<p>“Queer. Some of us’ll have to dislodge -the fellow. Who of you’ll climb up -there?”</p> - -<p>“And get riddled for our pains!” -growled one.</p> - -<p>“Bah! it’s got to be done,” said Boggs. -“Strange the fool don’t know enough to -come down.”</p> - -<p>“I’ll go for one,” volunteered Jones.</p> - -<p>“I reckon I ain’t afeerd to go with -you,” supplemented Bronson.</p> - -<p>“Nor me,” added another.</p> - -<p>“And me,” shouted a fourth.</p> - -<p>“Enough,” said Boggs.</p> - -<p>“While you four are dislodging the -game, Sperry and myself will see that he -don’t get away. Where is he, Jones, -anyway? Hang me if I don’t believe he -has got off already!”</p> - -<p>“No; he’s there yet,” affirmed Jones. -“See, there’s his head just to the right -of that big limb with the crows’ nest -boughs.”</p> - -<p>“Well, climb; we’ve lost time enough -already.”</p> - -<p>“You had better keep your eye on -him and the moment he moves warn us,” -said Jones.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[22]</span></p> - -<p>“Yes, cover him with your gun, Sperry; -and at the first move shoot him.”</p> - -<p>This last was spoken loud enough for -the fugitive to hear even were he further -away than was supposed.</p> - -<p>Nothing in shape of a reply was vouchsafed.</p> - -<p>“Hanged if I believe he’s there,” said -Boggs.</p> - -<p>“Oh, we’ll show you in less’n no time. -Come on, boys.”</p> - -<p>Without further delay Jones began the -ascent of the tree, the others following -upon his heels.</p> - -<p>The smile upon the Wizard Scout’s -grim visage broadened as he and Curt -watched the Confederates.</p> - -<p>“There’s one apiece for us!” he whispered.</p> - -<p>“And you may have old shoulder-straps,” -added Curt. “Come, why wait -longer?”</p> - -<p>The four had gained the branches -of the pine and were cautiously ascending -toward the supposed refuge of the -scout.</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Boggs and his companion -were intently watching—the first the -progress of his men, the other the motionless -object in the top of the tree -which he fancied was the hiding fugitive.</p> - -<p>As silently as shadows the scouts crept -upon the unsuspecting foe.</p> - -<p>Old Fatality was unarmed, as far as -weapons of war were concerned, but his -long, talon-like fingers worked convulsively -as if eager to clutch the throat of -his victim.</p> - -<p>The butts of a pair of revolvers protruded -from the belt of Cavalry Curt.</p> - -<p>In the midst of their anxious watch -the Confederates felt themselves seized -in grasps of iron and in spite of their futile -resistance they were borne to the -earth.</p> - -<p>Before either of them could cry out, a -hand was placed over their mouths and -a low voice whispered in their ears the -single word.</p> - -<p>“Surrender!”</p> - -<p>Meanwhile the four were cautiously -approaching the top of the pine wondering -that their prey should keep so quiet.</p> - -<p>Then as they drew nearer and no form -of man took shape among the branches -they began to anticipate the hoax played -upon them.</p> - -<p>“No one is there,” whispered Jones, -with a breath of relief.</p> - -<p>“He must be there somewhere!”</p> - -<p>“He ain’t. He’s got away somehow.”</p> - -<p>“Impossible.”</p> - -<p>They were soon satisfied, however, that -such was the case.</p> - -<p>“A pretty go!” muttered the leader. -“I see now, it was him we heard in the -building. Get down there lively for -we may not be too late to get him yet.”</p> - -<p>They saw two men under the tree as -they had left them, and did not dream -they were others than Boggs and Sperry -their companions, until the clear tones -of Curt called out:</p> - -<p>“Hold! the tables have turned and -you are Union prisoners! Move at the -peril of your lives. Our rifles cover you!”</p> - -<p>Never were four men more completely -surprised. However, they were fairly -caught.</p> - -<p>Finding they could do no better they -descended one by one to surrender themselves -as prisoners of war.</p> - -<p>Lieutenant Boggs swore at a fearful -rate until threatened with a gag when he -relapsed into silence.</p> - -<p>When Curt had securely bound the last -of the squad, the scouts resolved to march -with them to the camp of McPherson.</p> - -<p>Who can blame them if they felt a bit -proud of their capture, while the Confederates -gnashed their teeth with rage, inwardly -vowing that they would get even -with their doughty captors.</p> - -<p>Leaving the scouts to reach the Northern -lines with their prize in safety, we -must turn to follow the fortunes of others -of our actors in this drama of war.</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XVI">CHAPTER XVI. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">WAS IT TREASON?</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>Sad, anxious days to Mara Morland followed -her return from that eventful trip -to Dalton.</p> - -<p>Her grandfather sank fast from the -wound he received that morning and it -soon became evident, even to Mara, -that he had but a few hours to live.</p> - -<p>“I do not mind dying,” he said. “I -have lived far beyond the age of man, -and I have felt I must soon be called -home. It is for you that I fear, my child. -I dare not contemplate your fate.”</p> - -<p>She tried to brighten his spirits with -words of cheer.</p> - -<p>He slowly shook his head.</p> - -<p>“I see but one course for you to follow,” -he said finally. “Harry cannot -offer you any protection, and to remain -here would be rashness. I see well -enough now that the old place will be -devastated ere long. Ay, I had rather -die than to live to see that. And it is -surely coming. Mara, are you listening, -child?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, grandpa.”</p> - -<p>“You had better go to your Cousin -Randolph’s in Woodsville. You will be -safer there. I wish Harry was here. -Brave boy, I never shall see him any<span class="pagenum">[23]</span> -more. Tell him that I thought of him in -my last moments.”</p> - -<p>He said but little more after this and -the hue of life faded fast from his countenance.</p> - -<p>He had lain a long time motionless, -when there was a nervous twitching at -his mouth and his closed eyes opened.</p> - -<p>“Mara, where are you?”</p> - -<p>“Here, dear grandpa.”</p> - -<p>“See, his brow lightens with the touch -of death,” whispered one of the guards to -the others.</p> - -<p>“Mara,” cried the dying man, huskily, -“I have had such a vision, and things -appeared so different. I see our mistake -now. The flag of the South will yet trail -in the dust and the stars and stripes in -brighter luster than at Yorktown or -New Orleans will wave over the country -three times saved. It is right. ’Twas -the same starry banner that my father -fought for under the gallant Sumpter, -and which I followed under General -Jackson at New Orleans. Long may it -wave, to glory undim——”</p> - -<p>With the last word quivering upon his -lips, his upraised arm fell, and his voice -died to a low gasp. A minute later his -spirit had fled from the scenes of war.</p> - -<p>The guards had looked upon each -other with wonder as they listened to -the words that were freighted with so -much of patriotism, so much of evil to at -least one of the listeners—the innocent -maiden whose fair countenance was wet -with tears.</p> - -<p>“Treason! treason!” they cried as in -one voice. “We ought to have hung -the old traitor! Let’s make an example -of——”</p> - -<p>“Hold!” exclaimed Boyd Wyman from -his couch in an adjoining apartment. -“Do nothing rash. They were but the -ravings of a wandering mind. Let him -rest in death. For the girl’s sake be -merciful.”</p> - -<p>The scout’s words were not in vain.</p> - -<p>The soldiers curbed their anger and the -dead was left in peace.</p> - -<p>The sight of the poor girl’s grief moved -them to sympathy and kindness.</p> - -<p>Under their directions the body was -prepared for a decent burial and finally, -a day later, was borne to its last rest.</p> - -<p>A few of the many slaves once owned -by Colonel Morland were left at the old -plantation and these shed genuine tears -of sorrow.</p> - -<p>He had been a kind master.</p> - -<p>Two of the negroes called Pete and -Dinah were very thoughtful to Mara in -her bereavement.</p> - -<p>Boyd Wyman’s wounds were growing -more painful. Inflammation had set in so -that his case was becoming critical.</p> - -<p>Mara was a brave girl and controlling -her grief to a wonderful extent she did -all in her power for the wounded scout.</p> - -<p>The shifting scenes of war move rapidly.</p> - -<p>A few hours after the simple funeral -of Colonel Morland, two horsemen appeared -in front of the house.</p> - -<p>The leader was Lieutenant Logan.</p> - -<p>“I must see the prisoner,” he said. “I -bear an order and a message from General -B——.”</p> - -<p>The sight of the gallant soldier was a -relief to Mara.</p> - -<p>Perhaps he came with good tidings.</p> - -<p>But as he stopped to speak to one of -the guards and listened to his speech, -the officer’s face grew dark.</p> - -<p>He came into the house a minute later.</p> - -<p>“I am pained to find you in such a -sorry plight, Miss Morland,” was his -greeting.</p> - -<p>“Only say that you have come to end -this terrible farce and I will not complain,” -she replied.</p> - -<p>“I have,” he said, quickly. “I have -interceded for you and at the first opportunity -have come to offer you your -release.”</p> - -<p>She failed to understand his meaning.</p> - -<p>“You have been ordered to be brought -to Dalton upon the charge of treason.”</p> - -<p>“Treason;” she repeated, with quivering -lips, “who dares to accuse me of -that?”</p> - -<p>“Alas! Mara, circumstances are against -you. Your grandfather’s dying words -have a terrible signification. I fear it -will go hard with you.”</p> - -<p>“But Harry will intercede for me. I -will go to him.”</p> - -<p>“Stop, Mara; that is the worst feature -in your case. I am sorry to tell you, but -the truth must be told.”</p> - -<p>“What is it?” she cried, catching him -by the arm as he paused.</p> - -<p>He turned aside to escape her piercing -gaze.</p> - -<p>“Must I tell you,” he stammered. -“Harry has been dishonored. His commission -has been taken from him and he -has returned to the ranks under probation.”</p> - -<p>“Harry in dishonor!” she cried, clasping -her hands. “You cannot mean it, -Lieutenant Logan.”</p> - -<p>“It was a hard blow for me, Mara, for -Harry is a fine fellow, and his disgrace -came like a thunder-clap. Upon his return -from Buzzard’s Roost Gap he was -arrested for being accessory to the escape -of Cavalry Curt and——”</p> - -<p>“It is not so!” she cried, wildly. “I -will go to Dalton at once. I can and will -save him.”</p> - -<p>“Nay, Mara, you let your grief run<span class="pagenum">[24]</span> -away with your reason. He is safe at -present.”</p> - -<p>“But I must see him.”</p> - -<p>“You do not realize how impossible -that is, could you do him any good. He -has gone to Reseca with a body of troops -ordered there to its defense.”</p> - -<p>“Gone to Reseca,” she repeated; “and -as a common soldier—ay, more than -that, a soldier in disgrace!”</p> - -<p>“Be brave, Mara, and it shall end well. -Your own welfare claims our attention -now. You must leave this place at once -if you value your life.”</p> - -<p>“And yet you just said that I could -not.”</p> - -<p>He had turned away to pause at one of -the windows—turned away purposely -that he might speak without being heard -by Boyd Wyman.</p> - -<p>Mechanically she followed him.</p> - -<p>“Mara,” he said, in a low tone, “I have -come up here on a trumped up errand -that I might see you. I have come to -save you, even at great risk to myself, -if you will accept my terms.”</p> - -<p>“Explain yourself, Lieutenant Logan.”</p> - -<p>“Do you not understand how much I -love you? I cannot tell you——”</p> - -<p>She stopped him with a wave of her -hand.</p> - -<p>“If you have nothing else to say, Lieutenant -Logan, this interview might as -well come to an end. I respect you as a -friend, but I do not love you.”</p> - -<p>“But you would learn to, Mara. -Promise to be my wife as soon as this -war is over, and I will have you taken to -a place of safety this very night. Do -you promise?” he asked, earnestly.</p> - -<p>“If you really loved me you would do -so without exacting a promise that you -know would break my heart.”</p> - -<p>“You do not quite understand me. -Were it not for that Yankee——”</p> - -<p>Something in her looks caused him to -stop.</p> - -<p>“You refuse?” he continued with a look -that she would never forget.</p> - -<p>“Yes; I would not purchase life upon -such conditions.”</p> - -<p>“I am sorry. I hope you will never -regret this course. I must go now. Do -not blame me when the worst comes. If -you change your mind I will fly to your -rescue the moment you send for me. I -am not so bad at heart as you think, -only I had rather die than yield to a Yankee. -Good-day.”</p> - -<p>With a few parting words of encouragement -to Boyd Wyman he went out of -the house and mounting his horse rode -away.</p> - -<p>“Did he give you any reason for hope?” -asked Wyman, as Mara returned to the -side of his couch.</p> - -<p>“None.”</p> - -<p>“It is infamous!” exclaimed the scout, -fiercely. “He told you of your brother?”</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“Poor boy; in his present state of mind, -I tremble for his safety.”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XVII">CHAPTER XVII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">A FRIEND IN NEED.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>A little before sunset on the same afternoon -as Mara was watching by the side -of the wounded scout, Black Dinah entered -the room and glancing cautiously -around went up to her.</p> - -<p>“Please, missus, come inter t’other -room,” she whispered. “You’re wanted -bad.”</p> - -<p>The speaker was greatly agitated, and -she rolled her eyes and pulled her apron -and clasped and unclasped her hands in -a way that told of more than she dared -or could tell.</p> - -<p>Mara hesitated.</p> - -<p>“Be spry ’fore sojers see.”</p> - -<p>Wondering what she could want, Mara -followed her out of the room.</p> - -<p>As they were allowed to go about the -lower story of the house at liberty, the -soldiers if they saw them thought nothing -strange.</p> - -<p>Dinah’s teeth chattered and her eyes -showed their whites in a startling way.</p> - -<p>Mara came near uttering a cry of surprise -as she entered the apartment to -find a stranger standing in the center of -the floor.</p> - -<p>His hand was upraised enjoining silence.</p> - -<p>“I am a friend,” he said quickly, in a -low tone.</p> - -<p>“’Fore de lawd, he mus’ be a sperit,” -chattered Dinah, “No immortal man -c’u’d a got hyer and not a bref uv a soul -to see ’im—”</p> - -<p>“Hush!” warned the man.</p> - -<p>He was of middle age, medium in -stature, and with a well-knit frame.</p> - -<p>His cleanly shaven face was frank and -handsome. Perhaps his eyes were a bit -too bright, but on the whole he seemed -every inch a gentleman.</p> - -<p>He was in citizen’s dress and as far as -was seen he carried no weapons.</p> - -<p>All this Mara saw at a glance.</p> - -<p>“Are we likely to be interrupted by -the soldiers?”</p> - -<p>“Not for a short time,” she replied, imitating -his tone. “What is your errand, -sir?”</p> - -<p>“I will state it briefly,” he answered. -“A body of horsemen are even now on -the road from Dalton to effect your capture. -General Johnston is calling in all -of the skirmishing parties he has sent<span class="pagenum">[25]</span> -out so as to concentrate his forces as -much as possible. He cannot afford to -keep any soldiers here longer. You will -be taken to Dalton, or what I fear most, -will be shot as a traitor as soon as you -are dragged from the house. I have come -to save you.”</p> - -<p>All this was spoken so rapidly that -Mara could only listen in mute amazement.</p> - -<p>“Who are you?” she faltered at last.</p> - -<p>“Don’t be surprised at the mention of -my name,” he replied. “I am the -Wizard Scout.”</p> - -<p>In spite of his warning she could hardly -suppress a cry of amazement.</p> - -<p>“I knew you would be surprised,” he -declared. “I was in disguise when you -saw me before, as I am now. But that -makes me none the less your friend. I -know of all that has transpired since we -parted and knowing your peril, I have -come to help you escape.”</p> - -<p>“How?” she asked.</p> - -<p>“By flight. We must lose no time -either. The troops will be here in half -an hour. If you have no place you can -go to, I will guide you to a friend of -mine.”</p> - -<p>“I don’t know what to do,” she declared. -“All this is so sudden and terrible. -I want to go to Dalton to see Harry.”</p> - -<p>“But he is not there. He went to -Reseca. To give you more confidence in -what I promise to do here is a line I have -brought you from Cavalry Curt.”</p> - -<p>As he spoke he unscrewed one of his -buttons from his coat to produce a small -piece of paper disclosed beneath its cap.</p> - -<p>Mara took the missive with a trembling -hand.</p> - -<p>She read:</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p>“<span class="smcap">Dear Miss Morland</span>:—Learning of -your danger I am anxious to lend you my -assistance toward escape. But it is impossible -for me to do so. Thus I send my -friend whom you have met before, knowing -that he can do much better than I. -You can trust him. I escaped safely -from the enemy, thanks to the friend -who will help you now.</p> - -<p class="ir1"><span style="padding-right:1em">“Respectfully,</span><br /> -“<span class="smcap">C. Remington</span>.”</p> -</div> - -<p>“I will do as you think best,” she said, -handing him back the paper.</p> - -<p>“Then get ready to leave as soon as -possible. Have you any place you wish -to go?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, to my cousins in Woodsville.”</p> - -<p>“Very well. But perhaps you had -better go back now as your absence may -create a suspicion. Boyd Wyman is still -here?”</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“It may be best to speak to him. He -is to be trusted in your behalf. While -you are gone I will plan a way of escape. -Return soon.”</p> - -<p>As Mara returned to the side of Wyman’s -couch she saw by the actions of the -soldiers that she had appeared none too -soon to allay their suspicions.</p> - -<p>Whatever the scout may have thought -he remained quiet.</p> - -<p>As she gazed upon his pale face bearing -so plainly the evidence of his suffering -it occurred to her as an act of selfishness -and cowardice to leave him.</p> - -<p>Nevertheless as soon as the soldiers -turned away, she whispered to him of -the presence of the strange man in the -adjoining room and what he had told her.</p> - -<p>If Boyd Wyman was surprised he did -not show it by look or word.</p> - -<p>“The Wizard Scout, you say?”</p> - -<p>“Yes; but how could he have got -here?”</p> - -<p>“Nothing seems impossible with him. -You could not have had a better friend -come to your rescue. I am glad he has -come. Trust in him and you will have -little to fear. You had better get ready -at once.”</p> - -<p>“But what will become of you?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, I shall get along all right,” he replied, -carelessly. “Remember I shall -be among friends. I wish you god-speed -in your escape. If we never meet again, -remember Boyd Wyman will never forget -your kindness to him. There, you had -better return to your friend as there is -no time to be lost.”</p> - -<p>Not without some reluctance Mara returned -to the Wizard Scout.</p> - -<p>“I am glad you have come,” he said. -“I can think of but one way to escape. -You will have to personate the -colored servant who was here. I suppose -she is allowed to go about the house at -will and even out of it.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, yes. She goes to the spring for -water often.”</p> - -<p>“I mistrusted as much. Now isn’t -there one I can personate?”</p> - -<p>After a moment’s thought she answered -as her countenance brightened:</p> - -<p>“Oh, yes; there is Pete. And they are -together much.”</p> - -<p>“They are just the ones then. We -shall not have to separate. If you can -manage to get some of their clothing I -will arrange the rest. I am almost prepared -for such a disguise. I was a darky -all day yesterday. The day before an -Irishman.”</p> - -<p>Mara went out to find Dinah.</p> - -<p>She was in the kitchen and alone.</p> - -<p>A few words explained all to the faithful -servant, at least, all that was necessary -to tell.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[26]</span></p> - -<p>“’Deed I will, missus.”</p> - -<p>“And you must keep out of sight as -soon as I tell you to.”</p> - -<p>“’Deed I will, missus. Is it fer yees to -git away from ’em whurrible sojers?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, Dinah. Be quick about it, only -don’t let them see you.”</p> - -<p>“’Deed I won’t, missus.”</p> - -<p>Mara returned to the wounded scout -while Dinah was getting the garments.</p> - -<p>“Has he hit upon a plan?” he asked.</p> - -<p>Then as she explained the plan he nodded -his head in approval.</p> - -<p>“It is best.”</p> - -<p>Mara was too anxious to remain idle -long, so she soon returned to the kitchen.</p> - -<p>Dinah seemed greatly agitated.</p> - -<p>“What is it, Dinah?”</p> - -<p>“’Fore the lawd, it am s’prisin’! Fust -dar ain’t no man; den I’se fin’ white, and -jess now w’en I tote dem fings dar what -s’pose I find. A man black—yah, black -as Pete. Shure nuff——”</p> - -<p>“Hush! some one is coming.”</p> - -<p>In a louder tone:</p> - -<p>“Aren’t those cakes about done, Dinah—You -seem slower than ever.”</p> - -<p>“Deed, I is,” muttered Dinah, turning -to the neglected cakes.</p> - -<p>One of the guards entered the room, but -seeing nothing suspicious he returned to -the front of the house.</p> - -<p>Perhaps they were expecting the troops -from Dalton for they were anxiously -watching the road that wound like a -huge serpent in that direction.</p> - -<p>Not a second of the next five minutes -was lost by our friends.</p> - -<p>At the end of that time had one looked -for Mara Morland and the Wizard Scout -he would have found them transformed -into identical counterparts of Pete and -Dinah.</p> - -<p>Mara had bidden farewell to Boyd Wyman, -and had told Pete and Dinah to -keep out of sight.</p> - -<p>“I think we are ready to start now,” -said the Wizard Scout, lowly. “Be -brave and do not lose your self-possession -let come what may. Follow -me.”</p> - -<p>Reaching the kitchen they saw one of -the soldiers in the next room.</p> - -<p>As unconcernedly, however, as if their -errand was a real one the scout took up a -couple of buckets and handed one to -Mara.</p> - -<p>“Reckon we’se go to der sp’ing fer -watah, honey,” he said in imitation -of Pete’s maudlin tone.</p> - -<p>As he opened the door a body of horsemen -came in sight of the house, riding at -a smart canter.</p> - -<p>“Run long wid yer, old gal.”</p> - -<p>Under his breath he said:</p> - -<p>“I am afraid we are too late!”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XVIII">CHAPTER XVIII. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">THE FUGITIVES’ FLIGHT.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Hold on there, you black imps; where -are you going?” thundered the soldier.</p> - -<p>Mara’s heart almost stopped its beating.</p> - -<p>“To de sp’ing, massa,” answered the -scout, coolly.</p> - -<p>“Seems to me you go mighty often.”</p> - -<p>“De watah done git roominated wid -bad taste, massa. ’Sides Dinah done spill -sum un dat las bucket.”</p> - -<p>“Go along; and see that you don’t -waste any time.”</p> - -<p>“Yas, massa.”</p> - -<p>As the scout and Mara started down -the well-worn path to the spring from -the back door, the horsemen reined up -in front of the house.</p> - -<p>“Ho there, Sergeant Howe, we have -come for that troublesome bird of yours,” -cried the foremost.</p> - -<p>“None too soon to suit me either, -Lieutenant Bradley. You will find her -near at hand. She is with Wyman.”</p> - -<p>But they found the wounded scout -alone.</p> - -<p>“Miss Morland was here a few minutes -ago,” said Wyman. “She will probably -be back directly. You might as well -wait here.”</p> - -<p>“Precious little time have we to wait,” -growled the officer.</p> - -<p>He did wait, however, a few minutes, -time that Boyd Wyman knew well was -precious to the fugitives.</p> - -<p>“This won’t do!” exclaimed the other, -soon losing his patience. “Find her, -men—at once.”</p> - -<p>A search for the missing maiden was instantly -begun, but to the surprise and -chagrin of the soldiers could not be -found.</p> - -<p>“She can’t be far away,” reiterated -Wyman. “She must have hidden somewhere -in the house when she saw you -coming.”</p> - -<p>“By heavens! we will show her the -fate of traitors inside of five minutes!” -vociferated the anxious officer. “Summon -the servants.”</p> - -<p>The chattering slaves were quickly -found huddling together in a scared -group in the kitchen.</p> - -<p>Pete and Dinah according to instructions -had come out of their hiding-places -soon after the fugitives had left.</p> - -<p>They were faithful to their promise, -and the enraged Confederates could -learn no trace of their missing prey.</p> - -<p>“I know of one way to drive her from -her retreat,” said the leader, grimly. “I -will do it, now.”</p> - -<p>“Here, men, some of you, Lake and -Woodstaff, bear Boyd Wyman out of the<span class="pagenum">[27]</span> -house. Sergeant Howe, see that the house -is surrounded and no one escapes. I will -show that girl a trick she little dreams of.”</p> - -<p>While his orders were being carried -out, Lieutenant Bradley, with his own -hands, set fire to the house.</p> - -<p>“That will drive her out,” he muttered, -with a look of satisfaction.</p> - -<p>Boyd Wyman uttered a groan as he -witnessed the fiendish work.</p> - -<p>We can well anticipate the result.</p> - -<p>“Curse her!” yelled the Confederate -as he looked in vain for the appearance -of his victim; “she is spunky though!”</p> - -<p>Then as the flames began to decrease -and the walls fell he turned away.</p> - -<p>“The fire has saved us further trouble. -Come, men, follow me back to Dalton.”</p> - -<p>Meanwhile the scout and Mara were -pursuing their flight.</p> - -<p>The path to the spring wound down -the hill, and after going a few rods the -view from the house was obscured by a -thick growth of bushes.</p> - -<p>“We have no further use for these -buckets and little need we should encumber -ourselves with them longer,” he -said. “We must get as far as possible -from here before our flight is discovered.”</p> - -<p>Mara followed him in silence.</p> - -<p>Darkness was fast coming on which -promised to favor them in their escape.</p> - -<p>The country was broken and their -progress was necessarily slow, however.</p> - -<p>They heard the cries of their enemies -once, but beyond that nothing was seen -or known of them, until they had gone -a mile or more, when looking back Mara -uttered a low exclamation.</p> - -<p>Her companion turned quickly in alarm -when he saw a bright light in the distance.</p> - -<p>“They have set fire to the house!” she -exclaimed in a tremulous voice, as the -night scene was lit with a brighter glare, -while the flames leaped higher and -higher.</p> - -<p>“See! I can distinguish the forms of -some of them by the light of the flames!” -she continued clutching him by his arm. -“Oh, my poor home.”</p> - -<p>“Do not despair,” he said, encouragingly, -as they watched the fire. “That -tells that they are not following us. But -we must not lose any time. Come, we -must go on.”</p> - -<p>Reluctantly she turned from the sight -of the burning building.</p> - -<p>“Homeless and a fugitive!” she murmured. -“God have pity on me now.”</p> - -<p>“Do not lose courage,” he said. “Remember -you are not alone in your grief. -All that I held dear sleeps to-night beneath -the Confederate sod.”</p> - -<p>Then as if wishing to change the subject -he said, pointing down the valley:</p> - -<p>“That must be our course. On our -right is Dalton, on our left, Buzzard’s -Gap. We must look sharp or we shall -run into the clutches of foes before we -know it. These disguises must be cast -off at the first possible moment. Now -that they have served their purpose we -could not be in more dangerous costumes, -for were we discovered we should be mistaken -for escaping slaves and shot down -without a word.”</p> - -<p>These remarks were spoken in a low -tone for no one knew better than the -speaker the peril that lay before them.</p> - -<p>In the very heart of the enemy’s country, -overrun by their troops, escape -seemed well-nigh impossible.</p> - -<p>The scout spoke but a few times for -the next hour and nothing occurred to -check their flight.</p> - -<p>Coming to a stream he proposed -that they should wash the black from -their faces and hands and discard the -garbs that they wore over their own.</p> - -<p>This was but a short undertaking and -Mara soon appeared as herself glad to escape -the uncomfortable disguise.</p> - -<p>To her surprise her companion produced -a wig and a set of long, white -whiskers. Then with a few deft touches -he was transformed into an old man.</p> - -<p>“A staff, and my disguise is complete, -is it not?” he said with a smile. “This -is a favorite character of mine. Remember -now you are to pass as my daughter.”</p> - -<p>“I do not wonder they call you the -Wizard Scout,” declared Mara, as she -looked on with amazement.</p> - -<p>“You will wonder less when you know -me better, my darter,” assuming the role -of his new relationship. “But I must -put these old duds out of the way.”</p> - -<p>“Hark!” she exclaimed, “what is that -firing?” as the sound of firearms suddenly -awoke the stillness of the night.</p> - -<p>“The two armies are having a battle. -From the direction I should judge that -Schofield has attacked the flank of Johnston’s -army. Ah, he will give the graycoats -a hard tussle.”</p> - -<p>“I think you are a Northern man.”</p> - -<p>“My sympathies are for the Union, -and while I can lift this good right arm -of mine I will stand in its defense.”</p> - -<p>He spoke with great earnestness.</p> - -<p>“You forget that I am a rebel.”</p> - -<p>“No more than you did when you saved -the life of Cavalry Curt. But have done -with talk. I believe I hear a body of -horsemen coming this way.”</p> - -<p>“And they are coming at a smart canter,” -said Mara, as the sounds grew rapidly -plainer.</p> - -<p>“It must be a skirmishing squad of -Johnston’s. We can’t be far from the -road.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[28]</span></p> - -<p>“Do you think they will see us?” she -asked.</p> - -<p>“Not if we can help it. We must look -round for a hiding-place though. Ha! I -believe yonder thicket is just the place -for us. Let’s see about it.”</p> - -<p>Upon reaching the spot they found -that a huge tree had been uptorn there, -its matted roots, filled in with earth and -overgrown with a thick mass of bushes -forming as impenetrable a cover as could -be desired.</p> - -<p>“Just the place for us,” declared the -scout, “and we are near enough, so that -we can see the horsemen as they pass. -Crawl in and make yourself as comfortable -as possible,” parting the bushes so -that she had little difficulty in gaining -the retreat.</p> - -<p>“No one would mistrust you were -there,” he said, as he allowed the undergrowth -to resume its natural position, -“I can’t see you, I swear.”</p> - -<p>“But aren’t you going to remain?” she -asked uneasily, as he seemed about to -move away.</p> - -<p>“No; keep perfectly still until I return, -and above all don’t get alarmed. I am -going out to salute ’em fellows. They -are almost here, too, I’m going to play on -’em. Just to keep up my reputation.”</p> - -<p>Before Mara could speak he stepped -boldly out from the growth into the path -of the oncoming horsemen.</p> - -<p>Parting the bushes so that she had a -good view of the scene Mara saw the -troops, half a dozen in number, dash into -sight.</p> - -<p>To her dismay the Wizard Scout went -coolly forward to meet them, crying as -they swept down upon him.</p> - -<p>“Hold up there, boys! would ye ride -right over an old man?”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XIX">CHAPTER XIX. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">A BOLD GAME.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>“Fire and furies!” cried the leader -startled by the sudden appearance of the -man, “whom have we here? Whoa, Ned!”</p> - -<p>“Only me,” replied the strange scout, -meekly. “Don’t ride over me, Mister -Sojers, and I’ll get out of the way as soon -as I can.”</p> - -<p>“Who are you? and where do you -come from, old man, at this hour?”</p> - -<p>“My name is Moses, sir! am going to -my darter’s, Ann Mayhesters. P’raps -you know Ann Mayhesters?”</p> - -<p>“Hang you and Ann Mayhesters. Get -out of my way, old graybeard, or I’ll -ride right over you.”</p> - -<p>“Don’t, Mister Sojers; have respect -for these gray hairs. Whither do you -ride so fast?”</p> - -<p>“Ride over the old fool,” exclaimed one -of the horsemen.</p> - -<p>“Say, old man, have you seen any one -on your journey to-night?”</p> - -<p>“Seen any one, my young friend, truly -I have not, barring one and I would -hardly think of naming her.”</p> - -<p>“Then you have seen one—a woman, -too!” cried the other, eagerly.</p> - -<p>“Boys, she is our game.”</p> - -<p>“Ten to one!”</p> - -<p>“Where did you see her, old covey?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, way back here, heap of a ways. -She hid when I kem ’long, and I didn’t -let on thet I see’d her.”</p> - -<p>“She’s the one. Old man, we are sent -out to capture that woman. She’s a spy. -Can you show us where you saw her?”</p> - -<p>“She a spy,” grasped the disguised -scout.</p> - -<p>“Can you guide us to her?” asked the -officer, growing impatient.</p> - -<p>“Can I? O’ coorse I can. The way is -as plain as the road to Ann Mayhesters’. -You——”</p> - -<p>“Then lead us to her if you value your -life, old man.”</p> - -<p>“Yes—yes!” mumbled the other; “only -it’s a heap of a road, and I’m not very -fast. Can’t I jess get a lift ’hind one of -you fellers?”</p> - -<p>“Let him get up behind you, Landaff.”</p> - -<p>With what assistance the other could -lend, the scout climbed up on the horse’s -back behind the rider.</p> - -<p>“Don’t go fast,” he muttered, “or -you’ll throw me off. Keep straight ahead -till I tell you to stop.”</p> - -<p>Mara was an anxious spectator of this -scene, and as she saw the little cavalcade -ride away bearing in its midst the scout -she was at a loss to account for his singular -course.</p> - -<p>She could not think that it was to work -her harm. What then could be his object?</p> - -<p>The road followed by the horsemen led -toward the mountains.</p> - -<p>They rode on for a mile or more before -any one spoke, when the leader reined -up.</p> - -<p>“How much further, old man, must -we go?”</p> - -<p>“I see’d her jess about thet turn. But -she were going up the valler.”</p> - -<p>“Then we shall soon overtake her; that -is, if she was on foot.”</p> - -<p>“She were.”</p> - -<p>“Good; come on.”</p> - -<p>After going half a mile further the old -man called upon them to stop.</p> - -<p>They were now in the heart of a wild -country.</p> - -<p>The mountains loomed up in the distance -ahead.</p> - -<p>On either hand was a rough, broken<span class="pagenum">[29]</span> -ravine or gulch running back to the base -of the heights.</p> - -<p>“Hark! I thought mebbe I herd her -holler. But my old ears ain’t to be depended -on like they were once. Ann -Mayhesters, my——”</p> - -<p>“Shut up your gabble, old fool!” commanded -the leader. “I thought I heard -some one cry out.”</p> - -<p>In the silence that followed a faint cry -was borne to their ears from the fastness -of the region to their right.</p> - -<p>It was beyond dispute a woman’s voice.</p> - -<p>“It is her!” exclaimed the old man, -excitedly. “She has fell among the -rocks.”</p> - -<p>“It must be she,” declared the officer. -“But how in the name of Jackson can -we get our horses up the gully? We shall -have to leave them.”</p> - -<p>“So I reckon,” affirmed the scout. -“And you’ll have to leave me, too. -Hark! there is her cry agin.”</p> - -<p>There was no mistaking the fact.</p> - -<p>“You remain here with the horses, -Landaff, while the rest of us go up and -capture her. We shan’t be gone long.”</p> - -<p>Quickly suiting action to words they -dismounted and started up the ravine.</p> - -<p>The cry was heard again.</p> - -<p>The Wizard Scout calmly watched the -departure of the five men until they disappeared -from sight.</p> - -<p>He was still sitting on the horse behind -the one called Landaff.</p> - -<p>Suddenly the latter felt a vise-like grip -upon his mouth, and the next instant -both were struggling on the ground.</p> - -<p>“Don’t move if you value your life!” -hissed the scout in his ear. “I am going -to bind you but will not harm you if you -are quiet.”</p> - -<p>It was but a few minutes’ work to carry -out his design, and he not only bound -but gagged the man.</p> - -<p>“I’ll risk you now,” he said.</p> - -<p>The other rolled his eyes and glared -furiously upon him, but was powerless to -help himself.</p> - -<p>“Now I’ll just do a little confisticating,” -declared Old Fatality, as he prepared -to take away a couple of the horses. -“As I don’t want you to tell any stories -on me I’ll take you along, colonel. Yes, -by goll, and I’ll take all of the horses.”</p> - -<p>Seizing Landaff in his arms as if he had -been a child the scout placed him upon -the back of one of the horses.</p> - -<p>He then mounted one of the others, -and prepared to lead the rest.</p> - -<p>Glancing up the ravine to see that the -Confederates were nowhere in sight, he -started down the road.</p> - -<p>Walking the animals until beyond the -hearing of his enemies the scout then increased -their speed.</p> - -<p>A few minutes later he stopped in front -of the place where he had left Mara.</p> - -<p>She was about to leave her hiding-place -feeling certain that he had deserted -her. Her joy at his return was very -great as may be well imagined.</p> - -<p>Before she could speak the scout exclaimed:</p> - -<p>“Quick! mount one of the horses and -foller me. I hev left the graycoats in the -lurch up yonder—all but this one and he’s -for company. Come on!”</p> - -<p>Scarcely waiting for Mara to gain a -seat upon the nearest horse the Wizard -Scout rode ahead.</p> - -<p>The captive Confederate was beside -him grimly biding the time when he -could give his vigilant foe the slip.</p> - -<p>The loose horses were kept along for a -time when one by one Old Fatality let -them go, not caring to be bothered with -them longer than he could safely avoid.</p> - -<p>Nothing was said by either of the party, -each being occupied with conflicting -emotions.</p> - -<p>To Mara the scenes of the past few -days seemed like a horrible dream.</p> - -<p>In the midst of her anxious thoughts -the Wizard Scout suddenly reined up his -foam-flecked horse. His long, gray locks -streaming in the night breeze, his -deep-set orbs of vision burning like coals -of fire, he presented a wild appearance.</p> - -<p>“Hark!” he said, sharply, “I hear the -hoof-strokes of a body of horsemen coming -this way. They must be grays and -we are sure to meet them!”</p> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XX">CHAPTER XX. -<br /><span class="cheaderfont">THE MEETING OF FRIENDS.</span></h2> -</div> - - -<p>Mara uttered a low cry at the scout’s -startling announcement.</p> - -<p>“Cannot we go some other way and -thus escape them?” she asked, tremulously.</p> - -<p>“Not without turning back,” replied -the Wizard Scout, “and that would cost -us hours of valuable time without throwing -them off our track. No; I see no better -course for us than to keep on. Ha! I -have a plan.”</p> - -<p>Landaff, whose countenance had -brightened at the sound of the approaching -horsemen, turned to his captor with -a look of surprise.</p> - -<p>“I should like to know what all this -means, old man,” he exclaimed, speaking -for the first time.</p> - -<p>“Hey,” said the scout, “ye see my darter -and I hev been turned outen house -and home by ’em cursed grays. We -ain’t got nowhar to lay an ear. So ye see -we kem over the mountins to go to my -t’other darter’s, Ann Mayhesters. Mebbe<span class="pagenum">[30]</span> -ye know her. She’s a rebel. So’s my -darter, Mollie, here. Their ma was a -Southern woman. I am a Union man -twenty-four hours every day and not -afeerd o’ Stonewall Jackson an’ all his -army. Mebbe my mulishness got us inter -this difficulty. ’Tain’t fer myself I keer. -It’s the gal.”</p> - -<p>“But ye’re trapped at last, old man,” -retorted the Confederate, smiling triumphantly.</p> - -<p>“I’m not so sure o’ thet.”</p> - -<p>“But those troops coming beyond -no doubt belong to Johnston’s forces. -Hark! they will soon be here. You had -better free me, old man. It is for your -interest.”</p> - -<p>“That’s just what I’m going to do. -But afore I set in I’m going to lay down -a bit a law. Ye see thet shooter, man; -it is loaded to kill. An’ the lead it carries -is fer you unless you do just as I tell you. -I don’t look like a man who eats his -words, do I? Wal, I’m goin’ to set you -free. Then I want you to ride forward -with us just as if you were doing it willingly. -If the party are a Northern squad, -I’ll make it all right with them. If they -are grays, as I expect, you are to tell -them that you are escorting the gal and I -to our relative’s in Macon, an’ that we -are true blue—I mean in this case gray. -Remember I shall watch your every -movement and if you dare to betray me -by word or sign I’ll shoot you at the moment. -My hand will be on this weapon -all of the time. Do you understand?”</p> - -<p>The man winced but did not offer to -speak.</p> - -<p>“To prove to you that I will do as I -say, I will tell you that I am Old Fatality, -the Wizard Scout!”</p> - -<p>A groan from the other told that the -mention of that dreaded name was not -without its effect.</p> - -<p>By this time the clatter of horses’ hoofs -was near at hand, and without further -delay the scout freed the captive.</p> - -<p>“Don’t forget my warning!” he hissed -in the trembling wretch’s ear. “Come, -ride forward and do as I have told you to -the letter.”</p> - -<p>Without daring to disobey, while hoping -that fortune would turn in his favor, -the Confederate rode ahead a little in advance -of his captor, whose eagle eyes -never for an instant left him.</p> - -<p>Mara followed a little behind them.</p> - -<p>By this time the oncoming cavalcade -was near at hand, and a minute later it -dashed into sight.</p> - -<p>We need not say that they were an -anxious trio, though outwardly the Wizard -Scout appeared as calm as if expecting -to meet friends.</p> - -<p>As the horsemen drew nearer, his countenance -lightened and then he said, half -aloud:</p> - -<p>“It is he! we are saved.”</p> - -<p>Mara heard the words and she supplemented -them with a cry of joy.</p> - -<p>At the head of the approaching squad -she recognized the form of her lover, -Cavalry Curt!</p> - -<p>He seemed scarcely less surprised than -they and his pleasure was as great.</p> - -<p>“You have escaped in safety,” she said, -as he clasped Mara’s hand.</p> - -<p>“Yes; though it has been a fearful -ordeal.”</p> - -<p>“Well, have courage now, for the worst -of your journey is over I think. You are -going to your relatives to stop I suppose?”</p> - -<p>“Yes; poor grandpa is no more. And -Harry! can you tell me ought of him?”</p> - -<p>“Only that he was alive and well yesterday. -Please bear no unnecessary -alarm on his account. And as you shall -lose little in distance we will keep you -company ten miles or so on your -journey.”</p> - -<p>Mara murmured her thanks.</p> - -<p>“Whom have you here,” asked Curt of -the Wizard Scout, pointing to Landaff.</p> - -<p>“One of our graycoat friends,” replied -the other. “And as he seems a little uneasy, -mebbe we had better secure him.”</p> - -<p>Landaff had waited for an opportunity -to escape but his captor had been too -vigilant for him to make the venture.</p> - -<p>In a few minutes the united parties -were moving on their journey.</p> - -<p>Curt rode beside Mara to give her a succinct -account of his escape from Dalton -and the succeeding events, while she told -of all which had befallen her, and in an unguarded -moment dropped a word which -apprized him as to who his rescuer had -been.</p> - -<p>“So you risked your life for me,” he -said, tenderly. “How can I pay you for -all you have done?”</p> - -<p>“I feel amply paid to know that you -are safe.”</p> - -<p>The naive confession sent a thrill of joy -to his heart.</p> - -<p>But the time had come for them to part -again and he held her hand which trembled -in his while he saw the tear-drops -glisten in her eyes. He knew there were -several in his own.</p> - -<p>“Have courage, dearest,” he whispered. -“The war will soon be over and then I -will come to you, loving and trusting.”</p> - -<p>She tried to speak in vain, but when -his lips pressed hers they felt the thrill -of love’s sweet kiss.</p> - -<p>“Till we meet again, darling, be of -good cheer.”</p> - -<p>“Be careful of yourself, for my sake; -and remember me to Harry.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum">[31]</span></p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>[Kind readers we will bid you adieu for -a short time, when we will continue this -thrilling story under the title of “Under -Two Flags,” and will follow the fortunes -of all the characters through the various -scenes through which they passed. The -sequel to “Cavalry Curt” will be as interesting -and as full of adventure as this -has been. Harry Morland, Cavalry Curt, -Mara and the Wizard Scout will be followed -to the end of the war. 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