Fired by Captain Jones with Serg. Shafer’s Carbine
Co. E.
8th Illinois Cavalry
Erected 1886
Then they climbed silently back into the wagon.
A few miles farther on more elaborate monuments greeted their eager eyes, a Union general on horseback and a Union officer, booted and spurred, standing with field-glasses in hand, looking earnestly and inquiringly toward the west from which Elizabeth and Herbert had come.
“The Confederates must have come by our house!” said Herbert.
At the brow of the next hill they saw Gettysburg, spread before them. Beyond another rise they could see white marble shafts. To the right a tall building lifted its cupola above the trees of a thick grove.
“This must be the Seminary,” said Elizabeth. “You remember there was a Seminary Ridge!”
Old Joe traveled slowly down the leafy avenue and at the first house stopped of his own accord. He had been a huckster’s horse, a fact which accounted for various peculiarities.
Elizabeth went into the yard and offered her wares to a lady on the porch. She had looked at Herbert hopefully, but he made no sign of intending to act as agent.