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Updated: June 13, 2025
If she had not upbraided him, if she had not accused him, in so many words, of murder, he would never have embarked on the mad plot of escape. She had driven him to his death. She had sat silent while Acredale rang with calumnies against him. It was not too late yet to make reparation.
The better to carry out this plan, Dick was bidden to return to Rosedale, and thus, six weeks after the battle and dispersion, all our Acredale personages, by the strange chances of war, were assembled within sight of the rebel capital, and, though in the hands of friends, as absolutely cut off from their home and duties as if they had been captured in a combat with the Indians.
I will tell John Sprague's story from the day he quit Acredale to the unhappy hour his comrade was killed in the dark, in the sleeping-room of the mother and daughter who had nursed him from the very jaws of death. He was in that house by his father's urgent request, though it would have needed none to open its doors to any one in want of succor.
Later reports had been more encouraging, for hundreds who were set down as prisoners or missing began to be heard from as far northward as the Maryland line. In the station at Washington Boone met his daughter. Twigg hurried to him and asked: "Any further news, Mr. Boone? We're all here about half Acredale." "Yes, I see; but there is no more news of the Caribees.
"I've seen that chap before, somewhere," Barney said, panting with the rapid pace. "He's a staff officer, I suppose, not very high rank, for he only had a blouse on. General officers always wear double-button frocks even if they don't carry the insignia." The War Department was easy of access, an old building not unlike Jack's own home in Acredale.
"In wooing-time no woman ever had enough tongue." "How changed you are from what you were at Acredale, Jack! I never heard you talk so deep and bookish." "I had no need at Acredale, Dick. There I was a boy lived as a boy, romped as a boy, and loved boyish things. But a man ripens swiftly in war you yourself have.
How is it you are free and allowed in the streets?" "Oh, I am a privileged person, sir. I am looking up Company K. You haven't heard anything of young Moore, Barney, who lives on the Callao road south of Acredale?" "No, my mind has been taken up with my son"; his voice grew softer.
He was a very entertaining guest; that all Acredale had known in the old vacations when, with his sister, the pretty Rosa, he spent a summer with the Spragues. But, now that there was to be a separation involving the unknown in its vaguest form, the lad was treated with a tenderness that made the swift days very sweet to the young rebel.
He went of a morning to the post-office, where Jack was installed recruiting-agent for Acredale township, and made very merry over the homespun stuff enrolled in defense of the Union. "Our strapping cavaliers will make short work of your gawky bumpkins;" he remarked to Jack as the recruits loitered about the wide, shaded streets, waiting to be forwarded to the rendezvous.
You look more like rebels than soldiers, with your gray jackets and trousers" for the boys still wore their Acredale uniform, an imitation of the West Point cadet's costume. "We shall be on the march in a few minutes, and there is only one of two things to be done.
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