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At the mouth of an alley, in the dim light of the streep lamp, stood the dark figure of Honoré Grandissime, f.m.c., holding up the loosely hanging form of a small man, the whole front of whose clothing was saturated with blood. "Why, Charlie Keene! Let him down again, quickly quickly; do not hold him so!" "Hands off," came in a ghastly whisper from the shape. "Oh, Chahlie, my boy "

Every one he is that, and they didn' got the name in Circus street neither, ha, ha! although Hello, Chahlie Valcour. Good-by, Chahlie. Don't ged shoot in the back ha, ha! A command! How eternally different from the voice of prattle. The crowd huddled back to either sidewalk, forced by the opening lines of the escort backed against it, till the long, shelled wagon-way gleamed white and bare.

Down in the fortification every man seemed to have sprung to his post. On its outer crest, with his adjutant, stood the gilded commander peering through his glass. "Missie," sighed Anna's maid, "see Mahs' Chahlie dah? stan'in' on de woodworks o' dat big gun?" "Yes," said Anna carelessly, but mutely praying that some one would make him get down.

But on the veranda, amid a weeping, prattling, squealing and gesturing of women and children, Anna could not distinguish the bursting of the foe's shells from the answering thunder of Confederate guns, and when in a bare ten minutes unarmed soldiers began to come out of the smoke and to hurry through the grove, while riders of harnessed horses and mules harnessed to nothing lashed up the levee road at full run, and Isaac and Ben proudly cried that one was Mahs' Chahlie and that the animals were theirs of Callender House, she still asked over the balustrade how the fight had gone.

"We 'ad two big mitting' about it," interrupted Raoul; "my bro'r-in-law speak at both of them!" "Who?" "Chahlie Mandarin." "Glad to hear it," said Doctor Keene, which was the truth. "Besides that, I know Laussat has gone to Martinique; that the Américains have a newspaper, and that cotton is two-bits a pound. Now what I want to know is, how are my friends? What has Honoré done?

Yes, Constance and Miranda "done had breakfuss and gone oveh to de cottage fo' to fix it up fo' de surgeon ... No, 'm, not dis house; he done change' his mine." Carriage horses mules? "Yass, 'm, done gone. Mahs' Chahlie gone wid 'm. He gone to be boss o' de big gun what show' f'om dese windehs." Oh, but that was an awful risk, wounded as he was!