Page 96 - Among the camps, or, Young people's stories of the war

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“ All J"
“ A nd sister's," she nodded, confidently.
" Yes, I see. Where is h e ? ”
" H e 's a captain now. He's gone away— away," She
waved her hand in a wide sweep to give an idea of the great

distance it was, 11 H ehs in the army.”
" Come along with me,” said T om ; Mlet's see what we
can do," He gathered up all the broken pieces in his hand­
kerchief, and set out in the direction from which he had
conic, Nancy Pansy at his side. She slipped her little hand

confidingly Into his,
“ You knocked that bad man down for me, didn’t yon ? "
she said, looking tip into his face, Tom had not felt until
then what a hero he had been,
“ Yes," he said, quite graciously. The little warm fingers

worked themselves yet further into his palm.
A t the corner they turned up the street toward the Court­
house Square, and in a few minutes were in camp. A t the
sight of the child with Adam s the whole camp turned out
pell-mell, as if the 11 long-roll,J had beat.

A t first Mancy Pansy was a little shy, there was so much
excitement, and she clung tightly to Tom Adams's hand.
She soon found, however, that they were all friendly,
Tom conducted her to his tent, where she was placed in

a great chair, with a horse-cover over it, as a sort of throne.
The story of O'Meara's act excited so inuch indignation
that Tom felt it necessary to explain fully the punishment
he had given him.