"Then the poet must be wrong."

"Don't you think poets may be wrong as well as other people,

Major Fairbairn?"

"I hope so! or I should wish to be a poet. And that would be a

vain wish for me."

"But in these war matters," I resumed, as we cantered on, "I

am very much interested; and I think all women ought to be -

must be."

"Getting to be serious earnest -" said the major, resignedly.

I was silenced for a while. The words, "serious earnest," rang

in my heart as we went through the streets.

"Is it getting to be such serious earnest?" I asked as lightly

as I could.

"We shall know more about it soon," the major answered. His

carelessness was real.

"How soon?"

"May be any day. Beauregard is making ready for us at Manassas

Junction."

"How many men do you suppose he has?"

"Can't tell," said the major. "There is no depending, I think

myself, on any accounts we have. The Southern people generally

are very much in earnest."

"And the North are," I said.

"It is just a question of who will hold out best."

I thought I knew who those would be; and a shiver for a moment

ran through my heart. Christian had said, that the success of

his suit with my father and mother might depend on how the war

went. And certainly, if the struggle should be at all

prolonged and issue in the triumph of the rebels, they would

have little favour for the enemies they would despise. How if

the war went for the North?

I believe I lost several sentences of my companion in the

depth of my musing; remembered this would not do; shook off my

thoughts and talked gayly, until we came to the place where he

said the drilling process was going on. I wondered if it were

the right place; then made sure that it was; and sat on my

horse looking and waiting, with my heart in a great flutter.

The artillery wagons were rushing about; I recognised them;

and a cloud of dust accompanied and swallowed up their

movements, a little too distant from me just now to give room

for close observation.

"Well, how do you like it, Miss Randolph?" my major began,

with a tone of some exultation at my supposed discomfiture.

"It is very confused -" I said. "I do not see what they are

doing."

"No more than you could if it was a battle," said the major.

"Won't they come nearer to us?"

"No doubt they will, if we give them time enough."

I would not take this hint. I had got my chance; I was not

going to fling it away. I had discerned besides in the distant

smoke and dust a dark figure on a gray horse, which I thought

I knew. Nothing would have drawn me from the spot then. I kept

up a scattering fire of talk with my companion, I do not know

how, to prevent the exhaustion of his patience; while my heart

went out at my eyes to follow the gray horse. I was rewarded

at last. The whole battery charged down upon the point where

we were standing, at full gallop, "as if we had been the

Secession army," Major Fairbairn remarked; adding, that

nothing but a good conscience could have kept me so quiet. And

in truth guns and horses and all were close upon us before the

order to halt was given, and the gunners flung themselves from

the wagons and proceeded to unlimber and get the battery in

working order, with the mouths of the cannon only a few yards

from our standing-place. I hardly heard the major now, for the

gray horse and dark rider were near enough to be seen,

stationed quietly a few paces in the rear of the line of guns.

I saw his eye going watchfully from one point to another of

his charge; his head making quick little turns to right and

left to see if all were doing properly; the horse a statue,

the man alive as quicksilver, though nothing of him moved but

his head. I was sure, very sure, that he would not see me. He

was intent on his duty; spectators or the whole world looking

on were nothing to him. He would not even perhaps be conscious

that anybody was in his neighbourhood. I don't know whether I

was most glad or sorry; though indeed, I desired nothing less

than that he should give any sign that he saw me. How well he

looked on horseback, I thought; how stately he sat there,

motionless, overseeing his command. There was a pause now;

they were all still, waiting for an order. I might have

expected what it would be; but I did not, till the words

suddenly came out "Battery - Fire!"




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