"Yes, Marion. See for yourself!" And he handed the girl the spyglass.
Marion took a long look, and gave a sigh. "You are right, our brave soldiers are suffering another defeat. Perhaps they will come to our plantation!"
"If they do, we ought to do all we can for the wounded," answered Jack quickly.
"To be sure. Oh, see! they are running this way as fast as they can—fully two regiments of them!"
Again Jack took the glass. "Yes, and now I can see the Yankees. My, what a lot of them! At least twice as many men as there are on our side. I really believe they are going to push on to here, Marion!"
At this the girl turned pale. "And if they do?"
"We must defend ourselves as best we can," answered Jack. "Do you know what I am going to do? Call out the Home Guard!"
"But, Jack, you may be shot down?"
"If I am, it will be only at my post of duty, Marion."
So speaking, Jack leaped down the ladder into the garret and ran downstairs. He met Old Ben just coming into the house, accompanied by Darcy Gilbert.