Idle Hour Stories by Eugenia Dunlap Potts
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page 91 of 204 (44%)
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"Not ill in body, my love; hardly comfortable in mind," was his reply, as he sat down upon the davenport close by. "Sit here beside me, and I will tell you what is troubling me. No, don't go," he added, as the others started to leave the room, "it concerns us all." "Don't look so alarmed," he said, reassuringly, to his betrothed. "It is only this. News reached Columbus to-day that Baywater's gang is near Villula, and as usual their progress is marked by bloodshed and outrage. The feature that concerns me most is that if I am detailed for duty, it will of necessity postpone our marriage." Various expressions broke from the ladies, and Netta exclaimed in terror: "But you will be in danger, Richard. Can no one else go?" and she clung to him as though her frail clasp could keep him in safety at her side. "I fear not. The state militia must do its duty. You would not have me skulk in the hour of danger. But there really is no danger for me, Netta. The sole trouble is in the change of our plans." But they remembered too distinctly Baywater's last visit to derive the comfort conveyed in his words. "And where must you go? What must you do?" tearfully asked Netta. "I can scarcely tell. We shall be required to watch the premises of the citizens, and to convey all valuables to places of safety. The policy is not to provoke a battle, but to entrap them nearer and nearer the city |
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