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Brinsmade, did he choose to speak of his own charities. He found time, between his labors at the big hospital newly founded, and his correspondence, and his journeys of love, between early morning and midnight, to give some hours a day to the refugees. Throughout December they poured in on the afflicted city, already overtaxed.
Brinsmade and Anne had gone upstairs to the sickbed, these were the tidings the Major told Virginia, who kept it in her heart. The reason he told her was because she had guessed a part of it. Nevertheless Mr. Brinsmade drove to the Arsenal with her that Saturday, in his own carriage. Forgetful of his own grief, long habit came to him to talk cheerily with her.
The week after the Fair Mr. Clarence Colfax gave a great dance at Bellegarde, in honor of his cousin, Virginia, to which Mr. Stephen Brice was not invited. A majority of Company A was there. Virginia would have liked to have had them in uniform. It was at this time that Anne Brinsmade took the notion of having a ball in costume.
Rebellion? The girl flinched at the word which the good gentleman had uttered in his prayers. Was she a traitor to that flag for which her people had fought in three wars? Rebellion! She burned to blot it forever from the book Oh, the bitterness of that day, which was prophecy of the bitterness to come. Rain was dropping as Mr. Brinsmade escorted her up her own steps.
Brinsmade, "what does this mean? I always thought that young ladies did not get up after a ball until noon." Virginia smiled a little nervously. "I am going to ask you to take me to town when you go, Mr. Brinsmade." "Why, certainly, my dear," he said. "But I under stood that your aunt was to send for you this afternoon from Bellegarde." Virginia shook her head.
Brinsmade was too much agitated to inquire about the pain of another. "Stephen, you did not tell me that you saw John," said his mother, when the door was closed. There was a dismal tea at Colonel Carvel's house in Locust Street that evening Virginia did not touch a mouthful, and the Colonel merely made a pretence of eating. About six o'clock Mrs.
"Well, sir," he said, "I have yet to read a more sensible speech, except some of Abraham Lincoln's. Brinsmade gave it to me to read. Whipple, that speech reminded me of Lincoln. It was his style. Where did you get it, Mr. Brice?" he demanded. "I heard Mr. Lincoln's debate with Judge Douglas at 'Freeport," said Stephen; beginning to be amused. The Major laughed.
Mr. Brinsmade was rapidly admitted to the Arsenal, and treated with the respect which his long service to the city deserved. He and Virginia were shown into the bare military room of the commanding officer, and thither presently came Captain Lyon himself.
Guess you heard I was crazy," said the General, in his downright way. Stephen was struck dumb. "He's been reading the lies in the newspapers too, Brinsmade," the General went on rapidly. "I'll make 'em eat their newspapers for saying I was crazy. That's the Secretary of War's doings. Ever tell you what Cameron did, Brinsmade?
Brinsmade was talking about?" Stephen opened the box with alacrity. The General chose one and lighted it. "Don't smoke, eh?" he inquired. "Why, yes, sir, when I can." "Then light up, sir," said the General, "and sit down, I've been thinking lately of court-martialing you, but I decided to come 'round and talk it over with you first. That isn't strictly according to the rules of the service.
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