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wssp jt-y THE wltn ner protector w&en he left her m.-* to explore, for she was more afraid of the dark tl^in site had been of the Confederate guns; and when her friend came groping back through ttie msn "YOU ARE ADORABLE" • y rw. M SYNOPSIS.--Returning to h*> horn* tn a small town, MlHon Center, from a visit to New York, the widowed mother of ten-yearold Ann Byrne announces her wadding to Hudson Cortlandt. socially and politically prominent. Her husband has not been told about Ann, and the new wife fears he will be displeased. With Ann, Mrs. Cortlandt returns to New York, to the house of Hendricks Cortlandt, her husband's brother, with whom the latter Is living. Hudson practically refuses to have anything to do with Ann, and the child Is gladly adopted by Hendricks Cortlandt. Ann's mother and stepfather are lost at sea. Ann fills a gap In Hendricks Cortlandt's lonely heart. The situation la resented by Mrs. Renneriyer, Hendricks' sister, whose son, Hendricks, lias been l<p>ked upon as the natural heir to the Cortlandt wealth. The Civil war breaks out. A tentative engagement between young Renneslyer and Ann la understood, the youth enlisting. War hospitals are established in New York, and Ann takes up the work of cheering the wounded back from the front. With her guardian, Ann visits Renneslyer in his encampment on the outskirts of Wash-' t&ffton and meets noted people. Ann devotes herself to Densley Howard, a dying soldier, who Calls her she must not marry Renneslyer. Renneslyer'a name appears in the death list, soon after Ann had secretly written breaking off their engagement. JtMMlrlCka Cortlandt goes to Europe.. Ann hears that Renneslyer ^ta allVa; and starts for the front. Circumstances plunge her Into the thick- Of the Gettysburg struggle. ' By Janet A. Fairbanks Copyright by The Bobbe-McrriD Co. •iV CHAPTER XII--Continued. All aroond the seminary the battle •. * raged, but Asm bad no time to won- ' :dar where the victory lay. She was not $ , Oriftftin which army had possession of • ' efc-i tows, bat she knew that the ^ Bid la the front and about the awiilnsiy bonding was held by Union ' IIUUIML There was great activity among f them, and off to the right a constant daaTafnlrij; sound of artillery. The tMNr gnns had been placed tn a (reve; only the smoke from them ^<"2«ahg through the tree-tops, white aad thin In the dead air, betrayed j«'", ltMK they wore placed. The fighting waa So near now that often the % wounded oime in without stretchers; js, * " they crawled back from the front by P*'| themselves. or were roughly helped by • - a leas seriously hurt companion, i#-' ** Ann did not know what time It waft the devastating news came that General Reynolds had been killed, bat after that she worked grimly en, without hope of a victorious Issue from the lay for hours with their wounds their lives ebbing away slowly with the seeping blood that stained their bine uniforms. At three o'clock the last of the scrap**! lint was used and an hoar later/every sheet and towel In the place kad been torn Into strips to staunch wounds. Across tbm yard to die south was a smaller tartMliui., and Ann decided to search Chare for linen. She paused for a mo- SMBt on the step; the yard below her SHU crowded with excited violent men, «MI off to the Tight she conld see that the regiments holding the grove of trees had been swept back to the ridge just in front of the seminary. She plunged down Into the whirlpool below her aad was flmig back and forth, lmpotently. There was much Inooaboutlng. and suddenly, while a band of men in blue unlaver the crest of the hlll,» almost Vpon her. Close on their heels were M> In gray. The Union men were In a panic of retreat. They bore dowa on Ann with an Irresistible force, and she found herself carried along with them until they all brought op against the seminary fence on the > . AH Around the Seminary the Battle - Raged. ether side of the lcnoll. There they paused for a moment, breathing hard, and Ann demanded spiritedly to be allotted to go back to the hospital. A Clamor of opposition arose at the suggestion. and a young lieutenant appeared out of the confusion. "You can't go back," he said briefly. •The enemy will have this hill Inside *alf an Uour. You most come along Wtth us." it was In vain the girt pleaded her Cades; the officer was firm In his decision that she should not fall into the hands of the enemy. Two soldiers lifted her over the crisscross log fence, on the other side, the spirit took possession of her, too, hurtled breathlessly along rescuers. They bore on tot town, although no one |o know why. Rumors that y already held It shook the troops. They were able to an entrance, however, and found the commonplace, homely Street* inexpressibly heartening. Unjruoutiilihr. it ail nnirln In tha -<ll -..iv V > *V;!i iiv.- '«• *r 'V "*«•. " * street, they came upon a batid of Union men. At the ring of the officer's voice, Ann swung around; above the men towered a commanding figure; she looked, and swept her finge/s over her eyes and looked again. Fear dropped away before her Incredulity. She conld hot believe her eyes, but It was Hendricks, there was no doubt about It. and she laughed aloud In craay relief. As she plunged toward him she could hear his voice braying out an Infuriated command. He turned as she came, and fell back In stupefied amasement. It seemed to her a long moment before recognition came Into his dumfounded face. "Ann!" he gasped at length. "Good (3--d--Ann!"* • As for Ann, foolish tears were pouring down her cheeks, and she could only nod, with a forced and trembling smile. Hendricks shifted his revolver to his left* hand, and shook her violently with bis right. "What In h--1 are you doing here?" he demanded urgently. fits hand on her arm hurt, and Ann gulped down her tears, and pullefl back. "Oh," Hendricks, you aren't dead, after all'!" she said Incoherently. He towered above her In furious question. "What are you doing here?" lie- repeated, as he turned to shake a clenched fist In the direction of the invisible enemy. "What In Q--d's name are you here for?" "You are ti^t dead!" Ann-repeated stupidly, and added, with a flash of joyous self-revelation, "I'm glad!" Self-respect came back to her, and clothed her gloriously. "You can't stay here," Hendricks was shouting. He whirled her back under a portico. "It's no place for a young lady--can't you see that? Why didn't you stay In New York? Why don't you stay with the Sanitary commission? Why do you have to follow me?" "I'm all right," Ann protested unconvlndngly, "now that I've seen you." "All right?" he echoed. He took off his cap and flung it violently on the ground. "You've got to get awayt You've got to make the Baltimore pike, where our people are coming up. I can't go with you! I can't leave here!" Ann looked at him attentively; his face had hardened Into sterner lines, and his month was firm set. She was extraordinarily proud of him; looking at him, she was animated by a sensation of the sweetest affection--- the most soft slsterlinesa. Some one came up to them in the momentary isolation of their Interview, and Ann turned to see a slim young man, whose trim figure, in the midst of the battle grime, gave her a swift Impression of elegance. He saluted Hendricks, and said, "Is there anything I can do? Your wife--It would give me pleasure to conduct her to the rear." His English was tinged with a faint alien accent, Ann thought. . "Well, take her, then," Hendricks answered ungraciously. "Some one must look after her t Find our army-- Baltimore pike. She can go through to the rear. Oo on, Ann. In G--d's name don't stand there! Oo on!" The stranger put out his hand, and pulled Ann toward him. "Pardon," he murmured with amazing conventionality. "It Is well to make haste." He pushed his arm through hers, and hurried her back down the street, empty, under the enemy's fire. As they ran, Hendricks came plunging after them. Ann!" he shouted. "Ann, who are you wearing that mourning for? Uncle?" No," Ann called back. "For yon!" And her last glimpse of him showed him bursting from a -hase of bewilderment back Into action. Afterward Ann could not have said how they found their way out of the panic-stricken town of Gettysburg. She had only confused memories of being pulled out of the road while groups of soldiers charged past, of lurking under protecting porticos, of dodging around houses, and In •"* out of back yards. "Baltimore?" her escort murmured vaguely. "It is--where?" "It doesn't make any difference where we go," Ann iirged him; "Just so we get away from this horrible town;" The farther fields were strangely empty and peaceful* In the golden light Near at band small bands of men were running about; It was hard to believe them anything but aimless. Fugitives passed them In compact groups, or strung along singly. To avoid them Ann and her escort bore to the left, and came upon a road that led up to the hilltops beyond the town; Union artillery was moving along It, and the two fell In behind one of the six-mule wagons. , Ann's protector was halted twice, but he produced mysterious papers which cleared their way and soon they were free of the actual battle. A long straight road stretched before them. It was the Baltimore pike. Ann paused, nnwllllng, but firm, "You most go back," she cried, "back to your regiment I I s^iall be all right** She managed to smile, shakily. He looked at her with singalarty Intent brown eyes, "t have jio regiment. , , , I am not even American. , . . Come, it Is late," he added urgently. "We must find your Sanitary commission before the night. It should come ap this road, from Washington." They plunged on, making the best time they might, over ground deeply cut by the heavy artillery wagons and congested with the traffic of the battle. Officer* with little knots of aides about them galloped by, in a frantic hurry, and a column of cavalry, carbines across their saddles, came near riding them down. The men were (logging their blown horses mercilessly, and they tailed out questions about the day's battle. Ann's protector pulled ber Into the roadside hedge to allow them to pass; the moment's rest was like a tonic to the exhausted A£t#r |Jj»4 Xtt#Uiv#S Jtffc* to the fields, and gradually, as they walked on, the firing became more impersonal. It was very bad footing. Ann's skirts caught continually on the stubble, and after a few minutes of this, when stooping to loosen an entangled fold, she was conscious of feeling alarmingly dizzy. In the fields ,gloom and touched, her unexpectedly with his outstretcited harid, It was with difficulty that she stifled an Impulse to scream. Instead, she seized bis arm and held to it convulsively. "It Is all very well," be was saying reassuringly. "It is a house, and a fire that we may yet save--but the people have left. It must be because they found other .refugees from the the battle." He looked at her with battle. There were men trying to find a short-cut to their regiments, men looking for food, for water, for a place in which to die. Countless numbers of wounded had wandered away from the fighting, but Ann no longer took in their sufferings, and once she drank greedily from ata abandoned canteen; the lukewarm water was Inexpressibly precious. . . . She was only halfconscious that her elbow was being held in a close grasp, but now and then, when her companion spoke to her, it seemed to her that she was a long time in answering hltn. When the world • was filled with a red sunset glow Ann's escort caught fhe rein of a' wandering horse that blundered against them, and with an encouraging word to the girl, swung himself Into the big cavalry saddle. When he repeated what he had said, "We Must Find Your Sanitary Commission Before the Night." and Ann understood that he wished her to climb up behind him on the horse that loomed so high above her, she shook her head childishly. Her companion reached down, and shook her shoulders sharply. "Come up at once," he said. She never remembered just how she finally managed to climb up. She had an indistinct recollection of some confused argument about it, but it all merged mistily Into the time that followed, when she sat balanced on the horse's wide back, her arms about a stranger's neck, and her cheek against his shoulder chafed by his rough uniform. . . . She gathered that theyi were lost, but It did not seem In* portant. . . . With the angry red sunset, the firing reluctantly ceased. Ann had fallen asleep, her head on the foreigner's shoulder, and he had turned in the saddle to slip one arm about her yielding body, when the horse stumbled heavily over some trifling obstacle and he lurched unsteadily. Ann roused herself unwillingly. "Where are we?" The stranger shrugged. In the darkness. "Who knows? The question Is, are you exhausted?" Ann did not answer, but It was, Indubitably, the question f she was almost at the end of her strength. A little farther on they came to a clearing on the roadside, where the darkness was less enveloping. The horse stopped, wistfully, and stretching out his nose, he neighed. A startllngly quick answer came from the gloom; there was a burst of raucous barking and the sound of a chain resisting the rushes of a dog. "It must be that there Is a house. Shall we see?" Ann slipped down; she was so stiff that for a moment she could scarcely stand, and she clung to the stirrup leather helplessly. She wanted to go great gravity, "<Wlll you come?" "Come?" echoed Ann, bewildered. There seemed to be nothing else for her to do, but she hung back, with a flashing thought of her guardian. "You mean--stay there, with you?"' '""We have no choice. We are lost, you know, and in this darkness It Is Impossible to find the road. I know not but we may ride into the Confederate lines." ' "But, is there nothing 6ISB to 4of' "What? I ask yon." " >r "I can't think of anything!" she said miserably. "And I am monstrously tired!" The house was very small and mean, but there was a dwindling fire, and a pile of kindling beside it; in a moment a blaze sprang up, and filled the room with dancing light. . . The young officer brought bedding from an" inner room, and, arranging It at a comfortable distance from the fire, he Insisted upon seating Ann ceremoniously before he went to unsaddle the horse. She told herself primly that It would not do to doze, but her escort did not return. ... It seemed a long time. '. . . She slipped down> lazily upon the blanket^, murmuring that she must keep awake, then she slumped over, helpless with sleep. . . . She was indefinitely aware of her companion's return, and of his arranging something to shield her from the heat of the fire. She awoke reluctantly In the morning. . . . She was stiff from her exertions of the day before, and stupid from deep sleep; she stretched her slnuons body luxuriously and smiled at the antics of her hoops. For u moment she thought that she wa% alone in the strange place, and the glance she flung abroad bad panic In it, but as she met the steady gaze of her companion of the night before, from, his place across the rooin, she smiled, like a reassured child. He did not speak, but only continued to look at ber, so sne said nervously, "Good morning." Then, wishing to break the tension of that unquieting gaze, she glanced beyond him through the window, where the green hills loomed distinctly through the woolly brown of the rain. "It is morning, isn't it?" she Inquired. "Have we been here--all night?" She flushed with her question, hotly. The man got stiffly to his feet. "Yes," he said. "It Is the first dawn." "I wonder where we are." He smiled, under the dashing line of his black mustache, and shrugged bis shoulders. "We are out of the wrtrld --you and I." Ann's eyes widened. "Like babes In the woods." she agreed. "Only there are no robins. ... I wonder if there is anything to eat?" ; " "I tiave heard chickens. It is possible there are eggs." "Eggs I" echoed Ann rapturously. "DO go and look for them!" She seized the opportunity of his absence to rearrange her tumbled hair, and to wash her face and hands at a pump In the yard. She was greatly cheered after these simple rites, and more ready to face her decidedly unconventional situation. He had found eight eggs, and a forgotten pall half filled with berries, and Ann discovered the remains of a hoe cake; it Was not a bad breakfast. As she regretfully finished her last egg, Ann said, "Do you know that I don't even know your name? And yet--!" 'She broke off with a smiling glance about her. "My name Is Guido," he answered, "Guido Avezzana. I am in your country as military observer for my king --for Victor Emmanuel." It had never occurred to Ann before that it was a romantic thing to serve a king, but she liked the way in which he announced his allegiance, and her beaming eyes betrayed her. Aveszana leaned toward her as be talked. Interest In his own. What they said was unimportant. She told him that she had never been In Italy--oo, nor in Xutope, ai she spoke French rathar well, and she reluctantly admitted that 'Aa knew no Italian. It was a beautiful language, she commented, and be replied with a burst of liquid syllables, that, translated, made Ann stiffen selfconsciously. She told herself, sensibly, that to say a language was not so beautiful an she was too absurd a statement to notice, but ber careless laugh was a trifle delayed. Aveszana did not laugh, but he smiled subtly, and bis eyes remained intent. Under their regard, Ann became at length, In spite of herself, uneasily silent. Even a half pall of berries topping off four eggs each, will, not last two healthy young people forever, and as the last delicious morsel vanished* Avezzana, who had not failed to take In Ann's morning freshness, said suddenly, "Is It, then, that you love him so much ?" In her amazement Ann dropped the pail; it clattered on the bare floor with an entirely disproportionate amount of noise. "Lqve whom?" she demanded, honestly puzzle^ ' "Your captain." ' ' / "Hendricks?" Her wftfte teert* showed In a reminiscent little grin; it amused her to have the old question so squarely put. J.' ^ "You came through' danger, to see' him." "Yes--that's true." She smiled wickedly at his confusion. The young Italian regarded her with eyes .that were almost tragically Intense; it was evident that he found the situation too much for him. "WJiy did you come?" he asked, and his voice took a deeper note. She became somewhat nervous under his increasing solemnity. "I came because we all thought he was dead," she explained, "and then I heard he wasn't--but I had to be sure." "You wondered, possibly, if yon were--free?" . / < She nodded - her ftrlght head. "Exactly." Avezzana leaned nearer, across the table. His manner was somehow changed; he was in a subtle fashion, more Intimate, and, without taking time for thought, Ann pushed her chair back, Instinctively. "We must be getting started" she announced. v Her companion continued to look at her; speculation had leaped into his black eyes. "Do not make baste," he urged, "it is a pity to leave this-- our little house." Regardless of the tension she sensed the closed room, Ann- laughed. "It isn't much to boast of--our little house." she commented lightly. "Although It did keep us from the rains." Avezzana f/owned. "You will admit, madame, that I have been well behaved here." Remembrance of his kindness of the day before swept over Ann. "You are so good!" she cried remorsefully. "And I am such a bother!" "When you are "gone, I fear what you call my goodness may be a thing I shall regret." The girl looked the interrogation she lacked the courage to voice, and he continued. "It is because you are so beautiful." - "You mustn't say that to me." "Why not?" "Well, it's ridiculous, for one thing." Avezzana continued to look at her closely. "I thought possibly--because of--your husband." "My--husband?" Ann's tone vibrated with amazement, and suddenly her eyes widened, ahd a light danced in them, as the delicious realization came to her that the young Italian thought her a married woman. "You mean Hendricks?" she said demurely. "I suppose perhaps he wouldn't like It." "And do you never do anything af which he disapproves?" "I never do anything else!" ? "Then--why not be kind to me J* "But I am kind, am I not? I want to be." He may have thought her wlstfnlness provocative, and probably he did not realize that, In the. simplicity of thd Puritan 'sixties, even had she ,1' •X*X*X*X*X«Z*X*X*X<>X*X«X*X*X*X«X*X*X*X*X*X<frX*X<>X*X<»X« Torch Burns Under the Water Selene* Has Proved That Writer's Jawglnatlon Had Firm ;m- dation of Truth. Jnles Verne, out of the inexhaustible resources of a boundless imagination, painted word pictures of fantastic and seemingly impossible Inventions, submarines, airships and others, but the world has lived to see most of them come true. An American writer, during the World war, wrote a fiction story for a weekly magazine In which lie described a submarine trapped by underwater steel chains, being saved by a diver who slipped through a hatchway and cut the chains with an oxy-acetylene torch. An engineer in the underwriters'laboratories at Chicago read the story and set out to find whether a torch could be developed to burn under water. Today, as a result, British deep-sea divers are trying to cut up the salvage ships sunk during the war by burning their steel plates apart far beneath the ocean surface. Engineers At the laboratory, learning of the English use of the torch, have just revealed their experimental work, done five years ago. An oxygen and acetylene torch contains in itself all the elements necessary for combustion under water, or any place else. The only problem was to find some method of dispersing the water between' the flames and the metul to be cut. In order that the 6,000 degree Fahrenheit temperature of the torch might be brought Into play. adding a third tank, containing compressed air, to the equipment, and surroundlng the torch head with a larger metal tube. In use under water, the blast of air passed through the large tube and forced the water back, making way for the flame. A small experimental set was built, and a strip of window screen wire placed in a tub of water for the experiment. The flame burned .through the metal without difficulty. The paradox of flame under water, while startling to the unlnltiate, Is not hard to produce. Any Inflammable substance which contains In Itself sufficient ovygen to keep combustion going will burn, even though immersed In the element which Is supposed to extinguish fire. One of the commonest examples is the ordinary nitrocellulose photographic film, the laboratory experts pointed out. Touch a match to a piece of this film and then Immerse the flaming fragment In water. The film contains sufficient oxygen to keep burning. Nitrocellulose film is made of the same materials iu gungreater amount payable t(b> a [new pay«& Trajectory Expert From ft yachting story--"She leaned her head far back and lifting her chiseled chin dropped her eyes to the horizon."-- Boston Evening Transcript. Fine Natures Easily Read. Fine natures are like poems* glance at the first two lines suffices for a guess Into the beauty that awaits «Yeu Will Admit, Madame, That I Have Been Well Behaved Here." the experienced matron he took her for, she would in all probability have been honestly amazed by his advances. * He seised ber hapd, and bent over it, across the little table. "You are adorable!" he cried, his restraint released. He was unprepared for the strength with which she wrenched herself free, although he made no effort to hold her. "Please don't," she whispered feebly. She was trembling all over, so that she could scarcely speak. "If you do not wish it--no!" he said, Instantly compliant, "but you are like nothing I have seen before. How is it possible that I should not love you?" Obeying an Instinct to escape, Ann swiftly opened the door and stood in the frame, a black silhouette against the luminous gray. She swung toward him In crisp indignation. "But you think I am married! How can you -talk to me about love. In the flurry of her panic she retreated through the open door, and stepped unexpectedly out Into the rain. She looked back j at ^Aareuana efttoreaUng "Please," she JHWfced piteously, "woo'J you f«? the Horse?" The Italian did not hesitate; for, according to his code, the moment bad come when pursuit was no longer possible. He, only gav^ her a stricken look as he passed her, jttst outside the door. \ K* returned much more quickly than she had expected; he came rutK ning across the little yard that lay between the shed and the house, and Ann knew at once that something had happened. "Your people are Just here," he called--"at the next house. I see them across the fields--meft and women. There is a wagon, tool with *U. S. San. Com.' painted on lt."3 Relief flashed radiantly across Ann's lace. "Let us go quickly, and see." Avezzana came up to ber. "Yon must go alone," he said. "Yon need never say that i was with you--since yesterday. ... I must take th£ horse, and leave you at once." "You are going back to the battle?" Avezzana held out bis hand and nodded. "Good-by," he said, smiling with somber eyes. The girl put ber hfend in nls, trustfully enough *>ow that there was familiar oompaCionsblp only a field away. "I can't thank you." she murmured. The young man said nothing at all, but he looked at her witb tragic eyes, which somehow made ber think of an actor's, and after a moment he kissed the hand he held, swiftly and not too impersonally. Ann continued to stand looking after him, while he led the horse from the shed, and, with a wave of bis hand to her, mounted, after the Italian method--a spirited leap from the ground, to the saddle. He was almost at the gate, when Ann' sprang after him. "Walt," she called. "Please wait!" She raff lightly over to him, and came as near to the fidgeting horse as she might. "There is something I must tell you," she said urgently. "I am not* married to Hendricks!" Avezzana's face gleamed down «n her, frozen with astonishment, "to whom, then?" "To no one. I am--Just ft girl. I wanted you to know." The young Italian started. "It Is, then;-^all the more reason why I ebould not be found here," he said, true to his code^, "But--a rlvederci, Signorina." In a moment he had disappeared around the bend In the little lane, where the insistent guns were calling. ^<i-.-Vv^pHAPTSR Xttff, En Route. When the battle was over, the Sanitary commission unit which Awn joined moved Into the town of Gettysburg, and with great difficulty the girl managed to get a message through to New York announcing Hendricks^, well-being. The result was as she had feared, a bombardment of telegrams from Mrs. Cortlandt clamoring^ for her immediate return, but as there were not nearly enough nurses at the front, and as at last she was where she had for so long wanted to be, Ann Ignored the summons. She thought she had, In the past two years,* learned all about the misery of the woundeid soldier, but she had known nothing like the? suffering sha found there. She wps put to work In an operate lng-room ; sometimes she mopped the floor, where bipod spread like a crimson lake, and sometimes she forced stimulants between white and Icy lips, endeavoring to snatch men back to life when they were already In the grasp of death himself. She worked all day and far into the night, and she was so tired that her sensibilities were mercifully dulled. Her feet ached, her back ached, her eyes ached, her very soul ached, as she beheld the courage of her suffering soldiers. Never In all her life before had sha been so sure that she was doing the right thing, and she was determined to stay until the crisis was over. Unfortunately, however, Mrs. Cortlandt knew a colonel, and she was not a woman to let privilege lie idle; a week after the battle ended the girl was officially ordered home. The blow was somewhat softened by the fact that the Sanitary commit slon was sending trains of wounded to the North as fast as the railroad could handle them, and Ann was detailed of a nurse In transit, in charge of a car. She was so busy getting her patients on board, hobbling -about o* aching feet, In an endeavor to make them comfortable, that she left Gettysburg without so much as a final glance down the street on which she had marched to adventure. Her patients were all convalescent, and by the time the train started they were quite happily established on their cots. In high anticipation of getting home. As the train swung around the curve, with a great slatting and jots tng of loose link couplings, Aini glanced Idly back at the village, and for the first time In days, remember*« the romantic Italian wno had tak« tc charge of her in the midst of the bf tie. In thq absorption of her work In the hospital, she had entirely forgot ten him, but now she was sorry that she had not seen him again. She felt very grateful to him, now she came to think about It, and as she recalled his gallantries die smiled condoningly. They had gone perhaps fifteen miles on their way, when the door at the forward end of the car opened, and a group of officers, headed by a colonel, came in. She could hear the colonel's voice above the rattle of the train, as he explained the government's system in transporting Its wounded, and sha looked up, curiously, to see to whom be was giving this information. There were half a dozen officers tn baggy Federal uniforms, surrounding a slight young man in a braided coat Something about bis back made Ann's breath catch In her throat; she had already flushed when he turned and, over the cots of the. wounded men, met ber beaming eyes. H was Aveacana. ... Clint Praise Lydit E. PhUra'i Wnmb Ecid tilt Erf*!*? -H"'. Chsrtaston, S. 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