| suddenly posed in a soldierly manner. |
July 18, 2017, 9:22 a.m. |
| slid noiselessly into the darkness. |
July 18, 2017, 9:22 a.m. |
| doesn't seem. Will I get you something to eat?" |
July 18, 2017, 9:21 a.m. |
| her direction. Their ears were real ears. |
July 18, 2017, 9:21 a.m. |
| four bridle-reins were flung over a post. |
July 18, 2017, 9:20 a.m. |
| in grey was receiving their close attention. |
July 18, 2017, 9:20 a.m. |
| doffed his little blue cap and looked amiable |
July 18, 2017, 9:17 a.m. |
| feed-box. She ran to it and lifted the lid |
July 18, 2017, 9:16 a.m. |
| Mary interrupted him without intention |
July 18, 2017, 9:16 a.m. |
| We done woke when them Yanks loped past." |
July 18, 2017, 9:15 a.m. |
| what makes you act so? The Yankees haven't--" |
July 18, 2017, 9:15 a.m. |
| her eyes fixed upon her daughter. |
July 18, 2017, 9:14 a.m. |
| a dozen brown-faced troopers in blue-- galloping. |
July 18, 2017, 9:13 a.m. |
| A voice from below called to her |
July 18, 2017, 9:13 a.m. |
| the earth landed it made a sound --plop! |
July 18, 2017, 9:03 a.m. |
