Page 113 - Among the camps, or, Young people's stories of the war

“ Y es,'1 she said, bowing. T hat was a ll
Guards were left at the doors, and soldiers went through

the house. The search was thorough, but the game had
escaped. They were coming down the steps when some
one said :
“ We must search the shrubbery ; he will be there."
“ No; he is at his father's— the old doctor's/' said

Adams.
It was said in an undertone, but Mrs. Seddon’s face
whitened ; Nancy Pansy caught it, too. She clutched her
mother's gown.

** Oh, mamma J yon hear what he says ? >J
Her mother stooped and whispered Lo her,
“ Yes, yes,” nodded Nancy Pansy, She ran to the door,
and poking- her little head out, looked up and down the por­
tico, calling, 11 Kitty, k it ty ! ”
The sentry who was standing there holding his gun

moved a little, and, leaning out, peered into the dusk.
lf ’Tain’t out here/’ he said, in a friendly tone.
N ancy Pansy slipped past him, and went down the steps
and around the portico, still calling, ‘‘ Kitty ! Kitty I Kitty V*
“ Who e'oes t h e r e ? ” called a soldier, as he saw some-

thing move over near the old doctor's fence; but when he
heard a childish voice call, “ Kitty 1 Kitty ! " he dropped
his gun again with a laugh. “ 'Tain’t nobody but that
little gal. Nancy P ansy; blest if I wa’n't about to shoot
h e r ! "