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The different corps advanced from McPherson's intrenchments to the new line which was near Camp Creek on the Resaca road, facing east, thence curving north and west through a quarter circle to my position on the left close to the dominant ridge, and about four miles north of Sugar Valley P. O. on the main Dalton road.
Some of us had heard the story before, and it had always been mangled in the telling, through the teller not knowing all the facts, or having perhaps never met any of the principal characters in it. But Dalton not only knew the tale from beginning to end; he was, though he would never admit it in a crowd, himself concerned in it.
Three days after the grand sleighing party to Dalton, Nan came down to breakfast looking very pale and worried. "What is the trouble, Nan?" questioned her mamma. "What has happened?" "Oh, mamma, I scarcely feel like telling," answered Nan. "I am afraid you'll laugh at me." "I fancy you had best tell me," went on Mrs. Bobbsey. "I saw the ghost last night or rather, early this morning."
We'll choke off his pipes first of all." Dalton uttered a vicious growl, then felt the point of the knife pierce the skin at his throat, and he wisely relapsed into silence. For Patsy to fish out a gag, and bind it securely in the scoundrel's mouth, was the work of a few moments only.
To the east of the Mississippi we held substantially with the line of the Tennessee and Holston rivers, running eastward to include nearly all of the State of Tennessee. South of Chattanooga, a small foothold had been obtained in Georgia, sufficient to protect East Tennessee from incursions from the enemy's force at Dalton, Georgia. West Virginia was substantially within our lines.
His back-handed blow struck the cowboy in the face; Macdonald felt the flame of his shot as it spurted past his forehead. The other arm fell short of the nimbler and more watchful Dalton, but the duck that he made to escape it broke the drop that he had held over Macdonald. Macdonald's hand flashed up with his own gun.
And to what end were his labours in that smoky, western city, with its heedless Dalton Streets, which went their inevitable ways? For he had the choice. To do him justice, he was slow in arriving at a realization that seemed to him so incredible, so preposterous. He was her rector! And he had accepted, all unconsciously, the worldly point of view as to Mrs.
"Mind," said Dalton hurriedly, "I have not the least idea what my reception is likely to be. I'm afraid I have not the ghost of a chance." "I hope you will be treated as you deserve," said Sydney, rather resenting this constructive imputation on his sister's taste.
So it was with this mistake of Tavia's, trivial enough, yet for her it appeared like a crime to have put those mullen leaves to her cheeks; to be thought vain; to have Mrs. White warn her about other girls! It seemed a very short time indeed, from the arrival of the special message at the Cedars until the train was speeding back toward Dalton.
"You've played hell now, ain't you? lettin' 'em git the drop on you that way!" he said to Macdonald, angrily. "They'll swing " "Hand over that gun, Macdonald," Dalton demanded. They were standing near him, one on either hand, both leveling their guns at his head. Macdonald could see the one at the back door of his little two-roomed bungalow through the hole that he had chopped.
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