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Gibson's stubborn defense and skillful retreat make this one of the best achievements of the war. Although invested on the 26th of March, the siege of Blakeley was not pressed until April 1, when Steele's corps of Canby's army joined the original force before it.
Active help could then be looked for from Northern Democrats. But he masses the South in Virginia. As winter wears on the movement of Carleton's and Canby's preparations are disclosed by Southern friends, who run the gauntlet with these discouraging news. Sibley lingered with leaden heels at Fort Bliss. The Confederate riders are not across the Rio Grande. Valois grows heartsick.
"Just what I say." "What will the old gent say when he hears of it?" "I don't care what he says. He'll hear of a good deal more before long." "How about the robbery at the Widow Canby's?" "That will be straightened out, too." There was a knock on the door, and, opening it, I was confronted by one of the servants. "Mr. Strong here, sir?" he asked. "That's my name."
I realized that if I ever expected to gain our family rights I must fight for them and fight unflinchingly to the bitter end. It was nearly ten o'clock when I reached the Widow Canby's house. I met my Uncle Enos on the porch. He had grown impatient, and was about to start for Darbyville in search of me. In the dining room I told my story.
It was the custom also for such persons as had a few head of horses or cattle to dispose of, but not enough for a sale of their own, to bring them to be auctioned off with Canby's. So it had come to pass that the stock sale at Canby's ranch was second only in importance to the county fair to which all the countryside looked forward.
"I don't care," I burst out. "I have done no wrong." "It ain't that, Roger. Many innocent men are held as witnesses," put in Parsons. "But I've got to attend to Mrs. Canby's business," I explained. "I fancy Mrs. Canby would rather get on the track of her money," said Judge Penfold severely. "Can you furnish bail?" I did not know that I could.
A glance showed me that the pages were closely written in a cramped hand extremely difficult to read. For the moment I forgot everything else forgot that the Widow Canby's house had been robbed and that I was on the track of the robber and drawing close to the feeble light the lantern afforded, strove with straining eyes and palpitating heart to decipher the contents of the written pages.
"Hi, there, Duncan Woodward!" I called out. "What are you doing in Widow Canby's orchard?" "None of your business, Roger Strong," replied the only son of the wealthiest merchant in Darbyville. "You are stealing her pears," I went on. "Your pockets are full of them." "See here, Roger Strong, just you mind your own business and leave me alone." "I am minding my business," I rejoined warmly.
We'll have to make an awful run for it but we can try!" They had already gathered the reins and were spurring their horses down the declivity. Canby's thoroughbred leaped into the air as the steel pricked it and Helene was soon left behind. She saw that she could figure only as a spectator, so she slowed down and watched what followed in fascinated horror.
Young Canby's play was a study of egoism, being the portrait of a man wholly given over to selfish ambitions finally attained, but "at the cost of every good thing in his life," including the loss of his "honour," his lady-love, and the trust and affection of his friends.
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