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reserves/' a th ird ; and so on. Bob had to undergo some­
thing of an examination.
" I know the littie Johnny/1 said one of them.
T hey made him draw up to the fife, and made quite a fuss

over him. Bob had his wits about him arid soon learned that
a batch of prisoners were at a fare a hundred yards further
back; H e therefore worked his way over there, although he
was advised lo stay where he was and get dry, and had many
offers of a bunk from his new friends, some of whom followed

him over to where the prisoners were.
Most of them were quartered for the night in a hut before
which a guard was stationed. One or two, however, sat
around the camp-fire, chatting with their guards. Am ong
them was a major in full uniform. Bob singled him out: he

was just about his father's size.
Me was instantly the centre of attraction. Again he told
them he was from Hoily H ill; again he was recognized by
one of the men.
“ Run away to join the a rm y?” asked one.
" N o /’ said Bob, his eyes Sashing at the suggestion.

" Lost ? ”
“ N o.,J
Mother whipped you ?”
“ No."

As soon as their curiosity had somewhat subsided. Boh,
who had hardly been able to contain himself, said to the
Confederate major in a low undertone :