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"He was among the captured at Vicksburg, and is paroled by General Grant." Virginia gave a little cry and started forward. But he held her hands. "He has been wounded!" "Yes," she exclaimed, "yes. Oh, tell me, Mr. Brinsmade, tell me all " "No, he is not dead, but he is very low. Mr. Russell has been kind enough to come with me." She hurried to call the servants.
Brinsmade took one long look at Stephen, turned on his heel, and walked off rapidly through the grove. And it may be added that for some years after he was not seen in St. Louis. For a moment the other two stood staring after him. Then Mr. Sherman took his boy by the hand. "Mr. Brice," he said, "I've seen a few things done in my life, but nothing better than this.
Yes sir, we used to be at Lexington one week, and Louisville the next, and over here on the Ames track after that. Did you ever hear of Water Witch and Netty Boone?" Yes, Stephen had, from Mr. Jack Brinsmade. The Colonel's face beamed. "Why, sir," he cried, "that very nigger, Ned, who drove you here from the cars-he used to ride Netty Boone. Would you believe that, Mr. Brice?
"Why, honey, I'll ask Brinsmade if you like," said the Colonel. "Here he comes now, and Anne." It was Virginia who put the question to him. "My dear," replied that gentleman, patting her, "I would do anything in the world for you. I'll see General Fremont this very afternoon. Virginia," he added, soberly, "it is such acts as yours to-day that give us courage to live in these times."
"Good-by, Stephen," he said. "Good-by, General," said Stephen, shifting his basket to shake hands. "Are you going away?" "Ordered to Paducah," said the General. He pulled Stephen off the guards into an empty cabin. "Brice," said he, earnestly, "I haven't forgotten how you saved young Brinsmade at Camp Jackson. They tell me that you are useful here. I say, don't go in unless you have to.
And now he put his hand on Stephen's shoulder. Whether he had seen the incident just past, who can tell? "My son," said he, "I am delighted to see you here. Now that we are such near neighbors, we must be nearer friends. You must know my wife, and my son Jack, and my daughter Anne." Mrs. Brinsmade was a pleasant little body, but plainly not a fit mate for her husband.
She was standing against one of the pilasters at the side of the room, laughing demurely at the antics of Becky Sharp and Sir John Falstaff, Miss Puss Russell and Mr. Jack Brinsmade, respectively. Mr. Tennyson's "Idylls" having appeared but the year before, Anne was dressed as Elaine, a part which suited her very well. Eugenie went as Marie Antoinette.
Brinsmade," she said. She saw, as did Stephen, the kindness behind the offer Colonel Carvel's kindness and his own. The gentleman's benevolent face brightened: "And, my dear Madam, do not let the thought of this little house trouble you. It was never my expectation to have it occupied in the summer.
She and her brothers and Jack Brinsmade used to banter him when he came a-visiting in Bellefontaine Road. The time was not yet come when neighbor stared coldly upon neighbor, when friends of long standing passed each other with averted looks. It was not even a wild dream that white-trash Lincoln would be elected. And so Mr. Jack, who made speeches for Breckenridge in the face of Mr.
The General sobered abruptly. "I guess a good many of the boys are laid up now," he added. "I've come down to do what I can, General," responded Mr. Brinsmade, gravely. "I want to go through all the hospitals to see that our nurses are doing their duty and that the stores are properly distributed." "You shall, sir, this minute," said the General.
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