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Brigadier-General Nelson is operating by the line from Olympian Springs, east of Paris, on the Covington & Lexington Railroad, toward Prestonburg, in the valley of the Big Sandy where is assembled a force of from twenty-five to thirty-five hundred rebel Kentuckians waiting reenforcements from Virginia.

Unluckily for us, I had sent away the whole of Garrard's division of cavalry during the night of the 20th, with orders to proceed to Covington, thirty miles east, to burn two important bridges across the Ulcofauhatchee and Yellow Rivers, to tear up the railroad, to damage it as much as possible from Stone Mountain eastward, and to be gone four days; so that McPherson had no cavalry in hand to guard that flank.

"It is only by toiling and sacrificing and suffering and loving that we become immortal. It is so we acquire real freedom." "Yes, Peter," she agreed, with a gasp. "Could n't you make her understand that?" "She does understand. That's the pity of it." "And Covington?" "It's in him to understand; only she lost the right to make him understand. She she debased herself.

Brigadier-General Nelson is operating by the line from Olympian Springs, east of Paris, on the Covington & Lexington Railroad, toward Prestonburg, in the valley of the Big Sandy where is assembled a force of from twenty-five to thirty-five hundred rebel Kentuckians waiting reenforcements from Virginia.

"That Mexican brought it to us down at the spring-house." Miss Blake lost her bored expression, and sat up in the hammock. "'Mr. Jack Chapin," read the owner of the Flying Heart Ranch. "'Dear Jack: I couldn't wait for Covington, so meet with brass- band and fireworks this afternoon. Have flowers in bloom in the little park beside the depot, and see that the daisies nod to me.

Down at Covington an' Williamsport they say she's got about four hundred an' twelve. When you git to Lafayette Bob Johnson an' the rest of 'em will tell you she's over two thousand an' growin' so fast they cain't keep track of her. There's so much lyin' goin' on about Lafayette that it's impossible to tell jest how big she is.

When Newton County was first organized, it was made the duty of Dooly to hold the first court. There then lived and kept the only tavern in the new town of Covington, a man of huge proportions, named Ned Williams, usually called Uncle Ned he, as well as Dooly, have long slept with their fathers.

Having but little to do after the muster of the last of the regiments authorized by the State legislature, I asked and obtained of the governor leave of absence for a week to visit my parents in Covington, Kentucky, immediately opposite Cincinnati. General McClellan had been made a major-general and had his headquarters at Cincinnati. In reality I wanted to see him.

"Others who are not so wholly engrossed have seen what you wanted, Miss Alice. Perhaps you have them to thank in part." "I do thank you, Mr. Covington, and it is good of you to take all this trouble to teach me how to do it," she said, gratefully.

Do you catch the significance?" Covington again held out his hand, taking the second affidavit, which he scrutinized with the same care he gave the first. "This is merely the unconfirmed statement of a prejudiced party," he remarked; "it is of no value unless you could prove it." Levy smiled. "My dear Mr. Covington, we can prove anything that is our business."