Page 59 - Among the camps, or, Young people's stories of the war

K I T T Y K I N was about five months old when there was a
great marching- of soldiers backward and forward ; the

tents In the field beyond the woods were taken down
and earned away in wagons, and there was an immense stir.
The army was said to he tc moving.1' There were rumors
that the enemy was coming, and that there might be a battle

near there. Evelyn was so young that she did not under­
stand any more of it than Kittykin did ; but her mother
appeared so troubled that Evelyn knew it was very bad,
and became frightened, though she did not know why. Her
mammy soon gave her such a gloomy account, that Evelyn
readily agreed with her that it was 'Tike torment/’ A s for

Kittykin. if she had been born in a battle, she could not have
been more unconcerned. In a day or two it was known that
the main body of the army was some little way off on a long1
ridge, and that the enemy had taken up its position on

another hill not far distant, and Evelyn's home was between
them ; but there was r.o battle. Each army began to
intrench itself; and in a little while there was a long red
bank stretched across the far edge of the great held behind
the house, which Evelyn was told was “ breastworks" for the
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