My Lady of the North - Randall Parrish

My Lady of the North

CONTENTS


It was a bare, plain interior,—the low table at which he sat an unplaned board, his seat a box, made softer by a folded blanket. His only companions were two aides, standing silent beside the closed entrance, anxious to anticipate his slightest need.
He will abide in my memory forever as I saw him then,—although we were destined to meet often afterwards,—that old gray hero, whose masterly strategy held at bay for so long those mighty forces hurled on our constantly thinning lines of defence. To me the history of war has never contained his equal, and while I live I shall love and revere him as I can love and revere no other man.
“General Lee,” said one of the aides, as I passed the single sentry and drew aside the flap to step within, “this is Captain Wayne.”
He deliberately pushed aside the mass of papers which had been engaging him, and for an embarrassing moment fixed upon me a glance that seemed to read me through and through. Then, with simple dignity, far more impressive than I can picture it in words, he arose slowly and extended his hand.
“Captain Wayne,” he said gravely, yet retaining his grasp, and with his eyes full upon mine, “you are a much younger man than I expected to see, yet I have selected you upon the special recommendation of your brigade commander for services of the utmost importance. I certainly do not hold your youth to be against your success, but I feel unwilling to order you to the performance of this duty, which, besides being beyond the regular requirements of the service, involves unusual risks.”
“Without inquiring its nature,” I said hastily, “I freely offer myself a volunteer for any service which may be required either by the army or yourself.”
The kindly face brightened instantly, almost into a smile, and a new look of confidence swept into the keen gray eyes.
“I felt, even as I spoke,” he said, with a dignified courtesy I have never marked in any one else, “that I must be doing wrong to question the willingness of an officer of your regiment, Captain Wayne, to make personal sacrifice. From our first day of battle until now the South has never once called upon them in vain. You are from the ranks, I believe?”

Randall Parrish
Содержание

MY LADY OF THE NORTH


The Love Story of a Gray Jacket


MY LADY OF THE NORTH


The Love Story of a Gray-Jacket


CHAPTER I. — A DESPATCH FOR LONGSTREET


CHAPTER II. — THE NIGHT RIDE


CHAPTER III. — AN UNWELCOME GUEST


CHAPTER IV. — A WOMAN WITH A TEMPER


CHAPTER V. — A DISASTER ON THE ROAD


CHAPTER VI. — A STRUGGLE IN THE DARK


CHAPTER VII. — A DISCIPLE OF SIR WALTER


CHAPTER VIII. — MRS. BUNGAY DEFENDS HER HEARTHSTONE


CHAPTER IX. — IN THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY


CHAPTER X. — A WOMAN'S TENDERNESS


CHAPTER XI. — IN THE PRESENCE OF SHERIDAN


CHAPTER XII. — UNDER SENTENCE OF DEATH


CHAPTER XIII. — A STRANGE WAY OUT


CHAPTER XIV. — I BECOME A COLONEL OF ARTILLERY


CHAPTER XV. — AT THE STAFF OFFICERS' BALL


CHAPTER XVI. — THE WOMAN I LOVED


CHAPTER XVII. — THROUGH THE CAMP OF THE ENEMY


CHAPTER XVIII. — THE REPUTATION OF A WOMAN


CHAPTER XIX. — THE CAVALRY OUTPOST


CHAPTER XX. — A DEMON ON HORSEBACK


CHAPTER XXI. — REINFORCEMENTS FOR EARLY


CHAPTER XXII. — THE BATTLE IN THE SHENANDOAH


CHAPTER XXIII. — FIELD HOSPITAL, SIXTH CORPS


CHAPTER XXIV. — A NIGHT RIDE OF THE WOUNDED


CHAPTER XXV. — A LOST REGIMENT


CHAPTER XXVI. — THE SCOUTING DETAIL


CHAPTER XXVII. — AN EMBARRASSING SITUATION


CHAPTER XXVIII. — WE CAPTURE A COURIER


CHAPTER XXIX. — A MISSION FOR BEELZEBUB


CHAPTER XXX. — A UNION OF YANK AND REB


CHAPTER XXXI. — A CONVERSATION IN THE DARK


CHAPTER XXXII. — HAND TO HAND


CHAPTER XXXIII. — A BELLIGERENT GERMAN


CHAPTER XXXIV. — THE WORDS OF LOVE


CHAPTER XXXV. — A PLAN MISCARRIED


CHAPTER XXXVI. — THE LAST RESORT OF GENTLEMEN


CHAPTER XXXVII. — THE LAST GOOD-BYE


CHAPTER XXXVIII. — THE FURLING OF THE FLAGS


CHAPTER XXXIX. — MY LADY OF THE NORTH

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Год издания

2004-11-01

Темы

United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction

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