gray wall, that one was obliged to look twice at to make sure that it was smoke. 

 The youth, forgetting his neat plan of getting killed, gazed spell bound. His eyes grew wide and busy with the action of the scene. His mouth was a little ways open. 

 Of a sudden he felt a heavy and sad hand laid upon his shoulder. Awakening from his trance of observation he turned and beheld the loud soldier. 

 “It’s my first and last battle, old boy,” said the latter, with intense gloom. He was quite pale and his girlish lip was trembling. 

 “Eh?” murmured the youth in great astonishment. 

 “It’s my first and last battle, old boy,” continued the loud soldier. “Something tells me—” 

 “What?” 

 “I’m a gone coon this first time and—and I w-want you to take these here things—to—my—folks.” He ended in a quavering sob of pity for himself. He handed the youth a little packet done up in a yellow envelope. 

 “Why, what the devil—” began the youth again. 

 But the other gave him a glance as from the depths of a tomb, and raised his limp hand in a prophetic manner and turned away. 

 

Chapter IV.

 The brigade was halted in the fringe of a grove. The men crouched among the trees and pointed their restless guns out at the fields. They tried to look beyond the smoke. 

 Out of this haze they could see running men. Some shouted information and gestured as the hurried. 

 The men of the new regiment watched and listened eagerly, while their tongues ran on in gossip of the battle. They mouthed rumors that had flown like birds out of the unknown. 

 “They say Perry has been driven in with big loss.” 

 “Yes, Carrott went t’ th’ hospital. He said he was sick. That smart lieutenant is commanding ‘G’ Company. Th’ boys say they won’t be under Carrott no more if they all have t’ desert. They allus knew he was a—” 

 “Hannises’ batt’ry is took.” 

 “It ain’t either. I saw Hannises’ 

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