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Updated: June 14, 2025


On the 23d of June Bragg was covering his position north of Duck River with a front extending from McMinnville, where his cavalry rested, through Wartrace and Shelbyville to Columbia, his depot being at Tullahoma.

"I suppose they have a telegraph line between Wartrace and headquarters." "I hope so," replied Shadrack. "I wonder how far the others got?" Tom had been wondering the same thing. "Probably not much farther than we did," he answered. More than an hour later they saw a light buggy drawn by two horses approaching them; then they distinguished Wilson and the Sergeant.

The aroma of the coffee floated like a delectable substance through the still air. "It's going to be awfully hot to-day," Mrs. Wartrace, the widowed aunt, remarked. "I hope you are not going to hoe in the sun this morning." "Huh!"

It had a porch in front which was filled with barrels, chicken-coops, and heavy agricultural implements. The people were seated in the shade of the trees, some on the grass and others in their own road-wagons. Wartrace, the storekeeper, in his shirt-sleeves, stood in the front door. He was about thirty years of age and had only one arm. "Come up, come up, Mr. Mostyn," he called out, cheerily.

During this social interval he saw little of his father, though he was still occupying his share of the private dining-room suite at the Inter-Mountain. Part of the time, as he knew, the Honorable Senator was at Wartrace Hall, looking after his mammoth ranch, and helping to entertain the visitors from Massachusetts. But now and again the father came and went; and occasionally there was a dinner

"Excuse me; but I jest wanted to ask if you know this here young feller. He's been allowin' to me th't he is " "Of course," she said quickly, and stepping forward she gave her hand and a welcome to the dazed one. "Please come in; we have been expecting you." Then again to the man with the Winchester: "Thank you so much, Barto, for showing the gentleman the way to Wartrace Hall."

This here article will explode like a busted gun amongst 'em an' bring the whole bunch down a peg or two. Do you reckon they've got their paper yet?" "Not yet," Wartrace answered. "The carrier has to go clean round by Spriggs's at the foot of the mountain 'fore he gits thar. He generally hits Tom's place about an hour by sun."

"How far are we from Wartrace?" asked Wilson, as they approached the door. "'Bout two miles," answered the farmer. "Wait there, and I'll take a look at ye." He reached to one side and took a lamp. Then, shielding his eyes from the light, he held it up and glanced from one to the other. The dog came toward them, whining and growling. "Shut up, Shep. All right come on in." They entered the shanty.

From what you said over the telephone this morning I gathered that the Wartrace trip was to be made on my account, and I hoped, I believed, it would be given up when I refused to go. Now I can not see him first; the time is too short. That which is to be done must be done to-day this afternoon; otherwise it will be too late. Don't make it any harder for me, Patricia.

I let things rock along until you came; until that first day at Wartrace when you ripped out at me about hewing to the line. Right then and there I made up my mind that I'd put the whole power of the 'machine, as you call it, into one campaign for a clean election and a square deal." "Oh, good Lord!" ejaculated the son, "and I've been fighting you and your organization at every turn!"

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