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It was then that I halted the colu across my saddle-bow

"Men of New York," I said, "the enea"

Intense silence fell over the ranks

"If there be one rifleht, let hihing; "if you Tryon County lory to be served up, hot as sugar and soupaan, a the Mayfield hills Come on, Men of New York!"

And I think theyof Morgan'snight

We entered Johnstown an hour before dawn, not a , nor a horse either, for thatthe e to the fort which was formerly the stone jail, the Oneidas to huts erected on the old caround west of Johnson Hall, and Elsin and me to quarters at Jimmy Burke's Tavern She was already half-asleep in her saddle, yet ever ready to rouse herself for a new effort; and now she raised her drowsy head with a confused smile as I lifted her from the horse to the porch of Burke's celebrated frontier inn

"Colonel Willett's compliments, and he will breakfast with you at ten," whispered the young officer "Good night, sir"

"Good night," I nodded, and entered the tavern, bearing Elsin in my arms, now fast asleep as a worn-out child