Letters from home were very irregular. Old [Pg 282]Master did not write. Old Miss wrote; but never came there a word for me. I wrote to Titine, but no answer reached me. Sometimes, at night, alone in the tent, master would read aloud Miss Potter's letter, and though the words were affectionate, they appeared to me to be mechanical and meaningless. But to him each sentence was a string of pearls.
For a time the Confederate arms were so successful that it looked as if the war might soon close, with victory for the South. But a change came. The old Puritan stock, the old blood that humbled5 a king and cut off his head, gathered in solemn and God-serving force. We had chaplains and held services; we prayed to God to bless our cause, but the Puritan mixed prayer with his powder and brightened his sword with a scriptural text.
We went with Bragg's invasion into Kentucky. How joyous6 it was again to turn our faces toward home. We did not think of the blood that was to flow at Perryville. One day we halted within fifteen miles of Old Master's house. And Young Master received permission to visit his home. We set out at night. First we were to go to Potter's. We were cautioned to be back by day-light, to overtake the army at a place called Elwood. The night was moon-flooded.[Pg 283] The turn-pike looked an endless strip of light. How delightful7 to see the first familiar object, an old mill where Bob and I had caught many a sun-fish. Now we were but a short distance from Potter's. We passed the toll-gate. The bar was up and no one came out. We met an old negro and he told us that the people had nearly all flocked to town, that they had been ordered in as a battle was expected.
"Here we are!" Bob cried, and he jumped from his horse in front of Potter's house. A dog barked, but there was no light. He went to the front door and the sharp fall of the brass8 knocker resounded9 afar off, throughout the stillness of the night. He called me and I went to him.
"I believe they are gone, too," he said, his voice choking with disappointment. "Let us go around and see if we can find anyone."
We went to the cabins in the rear of the house. All was dark. We mounted and rode on toward home, silent, desolate10 with the realization11 of war's uncompromising demands. I heard the creek12 and my heart leaped. We turned into the lane. The gate was down and heavy artillery13 had cut the road into deep ruts, here where Dr. Bates had lain under the eye of the law.
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"They are all gone, too," said master, "negroes and all."
"No," I cried, "there's a light in your room."
We put spurs and dashed up to the gate. The front door stood ajar. There was no light in the hall. "Easy," said Bob, and we tip-toed up the stairs. A light streamed under the door of our "office." We did not knock, but Bob shoved the door open. Then he sprang back with pistol in hand.
"Why, helloa!" a voice cried. It was Mr. Clem. "Come in, boys."
He stood there in the uniform of a Federal colonel, his sword on the table. We shook hands and the greeting was one of unaffected warmth. We sat down, though not yet over our surprise. "How on earth did you get here?" Colonel Clem asked. "The country is full of our troops. You took a big risk. Sorry the folks are not here. Had hard work in driving Brother Guilford in. Swore he'd stay here and let them knock the house about his ears. But, how well you're looking, my boy. Make a nice prisoner for me to take in, eh?"
Bob touched the butt14 of his revolver and smiled. Colonel Clem nodded goodhumoredly. "Bobbie, so far as we are now concerned," said he, "there is no[Pg 285] war. But haven't we had a time? Told you it wouldn't be a picnic. Come, don't be sad."
"When did 'she' go to town?"
"To-day," the colonel answered. "I saw her about noon-time. She is more beautiful than ever; said she had a charming letter from you not long ago. I have been over in Missouri a good deal of the time lately," he added with a strange smile. "Had a piece of the past thrust into my face, while I was there. A fellow had been court-martialed and sentenced to be hanged. I met the guards as they were taking him out. My old-time negro-trader, the man that robbed me years ago. It was hardly the same sort of court that he had escaped from in Illinois. What did I do? I ordered them to halt—I ran to the commander and begged him to let me have that fellow. I wanted to kill him with my sword. But they wouldn't let me, so I had to content myself with seeing him hanged. What sort of stock are you boys riding? Now, I've got a good mare15 here that I think would just suit you, Bob. But I don't want any Confederate money. Come down and let's see what can be done."
Bob shook his head and laughed. "I am to get back to my command by daylight, Uncle Clem," said[Pg 286] he, "and I know that if I should trade horses with you, I'd have to walk."
"What nonsense. I want to see you on a good horse. Come on."
"No, I thank you."
"Let me show you the mare."
"Don't want to see her."
"She's a beauty—got her from General Buell."
"Take her back to him. I don't want her."
"All right," he said, with a loud laugh, "Got your eye teeth, haven't you. Well—what was that? A bugle16."
"Come," said Bob, starting toward the door. But he halted. "Uncle Clem, give my love to them all. Tell the old man that I love him."
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