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Ernest chose Buttar, Ellis, and Knowles, who played already very well, and Macgreggor took Bouldon, Gregson, and Jackson, another not bad player, considering that he had only just taken a golf stick in hand. As the ground over which they had to play was very irregular, they marked their three holes in a triangle about a quarter of a mile apart.
Jenks and the boy were very sanguine; Macgreggor was rather skeptical as to future success, but he sternly resolved to banish all doubts from his mind. "Well, George," said Andrews, as he was about to leave the room, "if you get through this railroad ride in safety you will have something interesting to remember all your life." In another moment he had gone. The time for action had almost arrived.
Macgreggor proceeded to tell the customary story about their being on their way from Kentucky to join the Confederate army further south. His heart smote him as he did so, for she was so gentle and sympathetic in her manner that he loathed to practice any deception, however necessary; but there was no help for it. So he ended by asking for something to eat.
I have once or twice seen it played at Blackheath, and I should think that it would suit me better even than cricket." "That's right, that's right," said Ernest. "I say, you fellows, Ellis has a great fancy to join us in learning golf. He is like me; he dislikes the same routine of games year after year, however good they may be. We'll get Macgreggor to give us a lesson this evening.
In his heart, too, was a conviction that his leader was about to play a very desperate game. The chances were all against them. "Thank you, Watson," answered Andrews, gratefully. "I never could doubt your bravery. And are the rest of you willing?" There were hearty murmurs of assent from Jenks, George and Macgreggor.
He started for the door, followed by George and Macgreggor, who were both devoutly wishing that such a state as Kentucky had never existed. "Wait a second," suddenly commanded the Southerner, stepping in front of the door to bar the way. "You seem to be strangely ignorant of your own county. Carlisle happens to be in the adjoining county."
As George sat down on the platform, he gave a sigh of relief. No one had seen him board the car. For all that the inquisitive Captain knew he might still be standing in front of the station. And what were Watson, Jenks and Macgreggor thinking about his sudden exit from the scene? George laughed, in spite of himself, as he pictured their amazement.
He was trying to goad Jackson into ferrying them over the riotous stream. "Humph!" said Macgreggor; "a good boatman is never afraid of the water; but our friend here seems to have a consuming fear of it!" "He ought to live on a farm, where there is nothing but a duck pond in the shape of water," added Jenks. Jackson was actually trembling with rage; his hands were twisting nervously.
"In the third tent from mine, to the right, you will find Privates Macgreggor and Watson, of the Second Ohio Volunteers. They have just offered to go with us, and I have accepted them in addition to the rest.
Hare should inform the Vigilants." "Don't be afraid of that," said Macgreggor and George in the same breath. Hare was not likely to relate a joke so much at his own expense as their clever escape had proved. Even if he did, they reasoned, the chances of capture were now rather slim, whatever they might have been when the three fugitives were nearer Jasper.
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