“I want a place in the cavalry, general.”
“What claim have you?”
“Shot in the leg—can’t walk—am tired of drilling men in bomb-proof.”
“Good!” he said. “That’s the way to talk. Come in here.”
“And he dragged me along. I found that one of his aids had just been captured—he wanted another, and he applied for me. A month afterward his application was approved—short for the war office. That was five days ago. I got into the saddle,—pushed for the Rapidan—got to Middleburg—and arrived in time for supper.”
“That’s my history, old fellow, except that I have just fallen in love—with the young angel who waited on me at supper, Miss Katy Dare. I opened the campaign in a corner last night—and I intend to win her, Surry, or perish in the attempt!”
XVII. — STUART GRAZES CAPTURE.
As Tom Herbert uttered these words, a loud shout in front startled us.