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(Copyright, 1892, by the A,
Private Mark Malone, U. S. A., sent]
as a spy to Chattanooga by General
Thomas, is aved from guerrlas DY
Disguised'as a countryman, Mark
starts for Chattanooga with Jakey,
Souri's brother. Mark is to send
.Souri her red handkerchief if in peril.
Mark and Jakey are given shelter by
Laura Fain and her mother. Laura
suspects Mark is a Union soldier in
He confesses that he is. Laura is a
Confederate. She prevents her lover,
Captaiv Cameron Fitz Hugh, C. S. A.,
from detaining Mark.
3- AT CHATTANooGA.
first sign of dawn Mark
encd his companion,
was sleeping so soundly
t It required a good shake
ey had completed his Ils
e only toilet either made
led off on the railroad ties to
ooga. The railroad' soon left
river bank, and they proceeded in
northeasterly direction, striking the
wn from the south.
A great many tents were in sight as
ey 'passed along, and Mark judged
t once that there was a large force
ncentrated there. He was tempted
turn, and retrace. his steps, for he
ew already what I was sent to dis
ver, but to get outwas more difficult
to get in, and be was not willing
risk an attempt in the daytime, so
e entered the town in which citizen
soldier were .alike asleep, and
thout meeting a soul walked. about
11 he came 'to a hotel called the
ruitchfield house. As he approached
e door opened, a,nd a negro boy with
broom in his bande stood in the open
"Can~ I git a room?" asked Mark.
"No. sah, not till de proprietor wakes
"y little brother is tired; he must
to sleep at once.~"
~The boy's'ey~es opened wide at a dol
lar bill slipped in his hand. Without
word he took a key from the rack
yve a desk in the office, and in a
milnutes both travelers were safe
odged, with no one but the negro
vg seen them enter the town or
"So far, so good," said Mark. "Now
the real racket. By this time to
rrwmorning I shall be either safe
~sthe river again, or I wouldn't
a Confederate bond for my life."
ea few hours' sleep he rose, and
g Jakey they made a toilet and
tdown to breakfast. Mark had
rposely neglected.to write his name
the register, and hoped'that the
diord would not notice trI:e omis
n. But h% 'did, and the guest entered
Sname as Mark Slack. Jasper, Tenn.
After breakfast he took Jakey and
strolled around the town, making pur
~chases. He thought it prudent to get
some of his greenbacks cbanged for
~Confec hrte bills. He followed the
suggestion Jakey had made at setting
out and bought some calico and tobac
to ap~d the squirrel gun .Jakey had
goestly suggested~ for himself.
Mark was astonished at the number
f officers and soldiers he saw in the
eets. He found a new general in
mmand, Qf whom. he had not: heard
a prominent leader, Braxton Bragg.
e made a circuit of the town and an
timate of the troops, but this was of
tie value, for upon the arrival of
ins geginient after regiment marched
to camp. Mark stood on t be sidewalk
Iding Jakey by the hand, looking at
e Confederates tramping along un
r the -stars and bars, their bands.
en they had any; which was rare.
ving discordantly "Dixie" or "The
regiment air thet 'ar?" asked(
soldier standing beside him
t a rank cigar.
har they all come from?"
pelo. Come from thar m'self a
har y' goen?"
nly old Bragg knows, and he won't
11. Reckon we're goen no'th to Knox
le ter foller th' two brigades ez
ent up a spell ago."
"What troops air all these hyar and
them ez is comen?" '
"Waal, thar's Cheatham's and With
ers' divisions, and I reckon Anderson's.
I saw Gineral Polk today. 'n they say
- ardee's hyar. I'm in the Twenty
fourth Tennessee m'self, and thet's
Cheatham's. Lay's cavalry brigade is
hyar. That's all the cavalry Iknows
Mark was amazed. A large south
er force was concentrating at Chatta
nooga, and perhaps they would pour
:a+t Tennese or Kentucky by one of
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the routes poinfeT 6ut T-f1ni 15y his
general. It was a splendid plan. pro
vided the general who was to execute
it could keep his enemy from knowing
his intentions long enough to throw
an army on his flanlk or rear.
Then in making a circuit of the town
Mark was impressed with the natural
strength of the position. He gazed
over the plain eastward, his eyes rest
ing on Missionary ridge, but did not
dream of the soldiers' battle destined
to take place there a year later, when
the men of the Army of the Cumber
land, disregarding the plans of their
superiors, would start from the bottom
of that mountain and defeat an enemy
pouring shot and shell down upon
them from the top.
"Why didn't our generals occupy this
place when they could?" sighed Mark..
"Now it is too late."
While it was evident to Mark that
the enemy were concentrating for a
move against the Union lines, there
was nothing to Indicate where they
would strike except the mention of the
two brigades as having gone to Knox
ville. He knew that they might strike
any one of several points from Battle
Creek to Knoxville, and eagerly sought
for some indication where it would be.
He strolled about with Jakey all the
afternoon, the two sufficiently resem
bling country bumpkins to avoid sus
picion. Passing a recruiting station,
Mark went Inside the tent, where a"n
officer was writing at a pine table.
"Cap," he said. "I be'n thinken I'd
like ter jine the srmy." ,
"You're just the man -we want.
You've got plenty of honte and muscle/
I should recknn you'd been in the
ranks afore this."
"Waal. 1 don't want ter fight outen
my state 'f I can help it."
"I reckon you'll have a chance to
fight in it If you join the armiy."
"Yas; I'm recruiten fur Cheatham's
division. Thar all Tennessee rige
mients in our~ division except the artil
lery 'nl a rlgement o' Georgia and one
o' Texas infantry."
"Whar is yer division?"
"Across the river. At Dallas or Poe's;
somewhar uip thar. Y' better let me
put yer dowvn fur,. my rigement, the
"I mought hey to go way down
"No fear o' that jest now." - '1
"What makes y' cal'clate on 't?"
'There's two divisions across now
ourn and Withers'. "Y' don't reckon
their goen ter cross the river fur the
purpose o' marchen south, do y' ?"
"Oh, I don't know nothen about mili
"Waal, will you join us?"
"Ef y' reckon all'the sojers here is
goen to fight in old Tennessee I reek-.
on I will. Tphe abolition army bez over
run our state. 'n I want ter see 'em
"The. way. to do it, my good man, is
to take a musket and help."
"Do ye reckon th't's what we're goen
"I tell you that two divisions are al
ready across, and I happen to know
that all ttie transportation in the shape
of cars and locomotives that can be
found are bein corraled hyar fur a
further niovement. Come, now, my
man, stop: talken and take yer place
whar ye oughter be. What's yer
The officer took up a pen.
"All right, cap, count me in. I'll jest .
go 'n git miy bundle and be back hyar
in half an! hour."
The ca 'tain hesitated. Mark began
to fear that he was thinking of using
force rather than .let so promising .a
"Are you sure you'll come back ?"
Mark roved away, and It was not
until he ~ad got out of sight that he
realized iie had run a great Wt. for
he saw that the captain would have
detained ibim had he not believed in
his sincerity about enlisting.
Mark Went straight to the hotel and
paid his ibill. He feared the recruiting
officer m'ight send for him or have him
foowed; so without waiting to eat his
supper he made a package of his pur
chases. Jakey took his gun and slung
his pow4er and shot flask over his
shoulder.( Then the two left the hotel
to begin ian attempt to leave Chatta
nooga. Their stay had been only from
sunrise to sunset, but Mark had gained
all the information he was likely to
acquire at d was anxious to 'get away
with It. true, he did not know where
the ene4 y would strike, but this he
would n6, t ce likely to learn.
Going )do'wn to the ferryboat they
found ajbo'at which had all it could do
to carry; th~e soldiers and citizens who
were crodssingi~. Mark thought he would
try wag?t assurance would do in get
ting acrioss without a pass. He found
the guard more watchful than he ex
"Can't y' pass me 'n my leetle broth
er ie1nantn?" heased. "We he'n
doen some traden in Cnattaiioogy and
want ter git home. We be'n buyen
some caliker for the women folks."
"Old Bragg himself couldn't go over
without a pass." responded the officer.
"Whar mought I git one?" asked
"At headquarters, I reckon."
Mark turned away. He considered
the expediency of going to headquar
ters and asking for a pass. but re
garded this course fraught with too
much risk. He determined to make an
attempt to get out of town and across
the river by the route over which he
had entered. He knew the ground by
this route, and that was a great advan
tage. If he could steal his way be
yond the picket he could doubtless find
a method of crossing. Perhaps he
might make his way down the river
and across to Shell mound, or, still
lower, to the mouth of Battle creek,
held by the Union forces.
Mark skirted the town on the west,
and then took a course directly south
till he came to the railroad. This he
followed to a point near where he had
bivouacked the night before. Crawling
to a rise in the ground and motioning
.Takey to keep back, he laid down on
his stomach to make a survey.
It was nearly dark. Silhouettes of
figures were passing between him and
a campfire beside the railroad track.
Beyond, the palisades of Lookout
mountat-n stood out boldly against a
streak of twilight in the west. Be
tween the track and the river was an
open space, over which he must pass
to. get by the picket. The river bank
would afford some protection. Near
where he was it was steep, and the
current set directly against it, but
lower down by the picket there ap
peared to be places where a man
could walk under the low bluff.
The moon was aboit three-quarters
full, and the night was clear except
for clouys that would float lazily over
Lookout mountain and across the
moon's face, so that at times her light
was partly obscured.
Calling Jakey, he gave him an ac
count of what he Intended to try for,
and told him that if it should be neces
sary to run under f4e the boy was to
lie down, and, if advisable, give him
self up, but on no account to risk be
ing shot. Jakey only half promised,
and Mark was obliged to be satisfied
with this. Then, waiting for a cloud
to obscure the moon, he led the way
to the river bank, which he proposed
to skirt. He left his bundle, but took
Jakey's gun, loaded and capped, in his
hand. They soon gained the point
where they had landed the night be
fore-nearly opposite where Mark had
seen the silhouettes on the railroad.
Treading as noiselessly as possible,
th'ey passed along the river margin un
der the overhanging bank until they
came to a place where the bank was
low. Stooping, they proceeded for a
short distan'ce stil th'ey reached the
root of a tree that had been felled long
before. Here they paused and listened.
Suddenly they heard what sounded
like a musket brought from the shoul
der down to the hollow of a.hand, and
"Who comes thar?"
"Corporal of the guard, with relief."
"Advance, corporal, and give the
Then there was some muttering and
footsteps tramping away.
Mark peeped between the roots of
the stump toward the point from which
the sounds had come. He saw, not a
hundred feet away, a man sitting on a
log with his musket resting against
his shoulder, the butt on the ground.
He was looking listlessly up at the
sky. Presently be took a giay pipe ouit
of his pocket, which he filed, and
touching a match lighted It.
"He's the river picket," said Mark to
The sentinel sat smoking while Mark
meditated. His first thought was, Why
did I bring this boy ? The situation
was perilous enough without an en
cumbrance. The guard was 'facing the
space over which they would have to
pass to escape: there might be a slight
chance for r1> to make a dash were
he alone, but with the boy it was not
to be thought of, and Mark was un
willing to leave him. He looked back
with a view to retracing the route over
which he had come. He was horrified
to see a sentinel pacing a hundrerl
yards above. He had been placed there
by the relief.
The only hope was to wait for the
man nearest him to relax his watchful
ness, and attempt to 'pass him. Thve
sentinel up the river was not to be
feared except by going back, for from
the nature of the ground the fugitives
would be hidden from him if they
should go forward.
Mark i-esolved to wait and watch.
The minutes seemed hours, the hours
days. The soldier still sat on the log,.
though now and then he would get up,
and leaving his m.usket leaning on it
saunter back and forth on his beat.
He well knew there was no enemy to
fear; his duty was little more than a
He b'egan to hum a few strains of
"The Suwanee River."
"Poor devil," said Mark to himself,
"he, too, is thinking of home. What a
cursed thing war Is! If ever I get out
of this I'll do no more such duty. Give
me an enemy face to face, bullets be
fore me and no gibbet behind me."
But he had said this many a time
"My good man," talking to the sol
dier, but without making any sound,
"if you will go far enough from that
musket you'll never get back to your
"Nonsense, Mark," the sentinel
seemed to say to him; "a shots would*
arouse the whole picket post. Besides,
If that's your game, why don't you rid
de me with Jakey's shotgun?"
Thnthe stillness was broken by_the
sound of o:i , . tle river, flow
Mark longed for the boat to co:t and
take him from his terrible position!
But whoever was working those oars
pulled on. unmindful of the man who
so keenly envied the oarsman's free
dom. The sounds became fainter and
fainter till Mark could hear them no
more. He sighed as if he had lost a
"Jakey's comfortable, anyway," he
said, looking down at the boy. He had
dropped asleep, and Mark for the first
time in his life envied a human being
the protection of weakness. There
MARE MOVED SLOWLY FORWARD, HIS ETE
BLVEED ON THE SENTINEn.
was innocent childhood, unconscious of
danger, sleeping sweetly,' the boyish
face lighted by the moon.
At last Mark heard the relief com
ing. The sentinel took his gun and be
gan to pace las beat. The -usual form
was proceeded with, and the relief
marched to the sentinel up the river.
Mark observed the man that had been
left on post.
"I hope this fellow will be more in
lined to rest," he mused.
But he was disappoixited to see the
man begin to pace his beat energetical
ly. He seemed to fear that if he did
uot keep Moving he would get drowsy.
A..half hour passed with scarcely a
rest, then another half hour. It was
tramp, tramp in one direction, turn
and tramp, tramp back again.
The clouds which continued to pass
over the moon became heavier. If the
sentinel would only relax his vigilance,
these periods of comparative darkness
would be favorable, to flight. But if
the soldier was to lieep a proper watch
the clouds might die away. Then there
was the morning to come. Mark .be
gan to lose .that coolness which thus
far had characterized him. It was the
waiting that was wearing him out.
In perhaps an hour after the sen
tinel came on picket he yawned. This
was- the first sign of hope' for. Mark.
After awhile he sat down on the log
and yawned several times at intervals.
He got up and paced for .awhile, but
at last sat down again. This time he
sat longer and his chin sank on his
breast He roused himself and sank
ayay again. -He would not go to
sleep comfortably in accordance with
Mark's muttered prayer, but took short
~naps. Mark considered the feasibility
of an attempt to escape between these
naps. Without Jakey he could do it;
with Jakey It was too hazardouis.
At last the soldier slid down on to
the ground, stretched out his legs and
rested his back against the log.
Mai-k's heart went up into his throat
with a sudden joy.
As near as he could guess there re
mained a quarter of an hour till the
next relief would come. He looked at*
the moon, which was now shining with
provoking brightness; he looked at the~
man and tried to make sure that he
was asleep. It was' Impossible to tell
with any certainty.
"I'll risk It," he said.
He took .Jakey up in his arms very
carefully, hoping not to waken him,
fixing the boy's imip body in the hol
low of his left arm. In the right hand
e took the squirrel gun, cocked and
cappedi, using the arm at the same
time to hold the child. When all was
ready he rose slowly and fixed his
eyes on the soldier.
.The man did not stir.
Mark moved slowly forward, his eyes
riveted on the sentinel- A few steps
convinced him that the man really
slept. Mark turned his back -on him
and walked a dozen steps noiselessly,
picking a place to plant his foot at
Was it the soldier's voice? Should
e turn and shoot him?
No. only an explosion of a burning
brand in the campfire at the picket
guard on the railroad track.
He turned to look at the sentinel.
The man sat there gazing straight at
him, at least so he appieared to Mark.
The figure was as plain as day in the
moonlight, though too far for Mark to
see the eyes. He cast a quick glance
down Into Jakey's face. He, too, was
slee ing peacefully. While these two
were 'n slumberland Mark felt himself'
sus,pended between heaven and hell.I
And how still it was. Even the hum
of insects would have been a relief.
All this occupied but a moment.I
Mark turned his back again and moved
cautiously forward. Suddenly he trod
on a rotten branch. It cracked with
a sound which seemed to him like the
report of a pistol.
Again he paused and turned. He
saw the sentinel motionless. He had
slipped' farther down. an~d his hat had
alen farther over hi forehead.
IIe moved backward, his eyes fixed
on his sleeping enemy. occasionally
turning to see where he stepped. He
was getting near to cover. In this way
he passed to within a few steps of
concealment. How he coveted the
overhanging bank near to him. yet far
enough to be useless should the senti
nel awake too soon!
This sound was real; it was a sneeze
from t1fe picket.
Mark knew that it was a signal of
awakening. He darted behind the bank
and was out of sight.
He heard the sentinel get up, shake
himself, give a yawn, a grunt, as if
chilled, and begin to pace his beat.
Mark moved away cautiously. a
great flood of joy and thankfulness
welling up through his whole nature.
After going a sufficient distance to be
out of hearing, he awakened Jakey.
"Jakey! Wake up!"
The boy opened his eyes.
"We're beyond the picket"
"Whar's my gun?"
"Oh, blessed childhood," thought
Mark, "that in moments of peril can
be interested in such trifling things!"
"I have your gun here inAmy hand.
It's safe. Stand on your legs, my boy.
We're going on."
Jakey stood on the ground and rub
bed his eyes with his fists. Once
awake he was awake all over. .
They moved on down the river to
ward the base of Lookout mountain,
soon leaving 'the river margin and
striking inland behind some rising
ground. Finding a convenient nook in
a clump of bushes wherein to leave
Jakey, Mark told him to lie down and
stay there while he reconnoitered to
find a way to get down the river and
to cross It.
Mark hunted nearly all night. He
could find no practicable route. He
did not know how to proceed around
Lookout mountain, and could find no
means of crossing the Tennessee near
where he was. At last, looking down
from a knoll, he could see the margin
of the river at a place where the bank
concealed the shore between the base
of the bank and the verge of the wa
ter. But what he saw especiall, and
which gladdened his heart, was a boat
moored to the shore and in it a pair
Going back to the place where he
had left Jakey he wakened him, and
together they returned to the knoll.
The boat was still where he had seen
It. J;eading the way Mark descended
to the bank. So intent was he upon
seizing the boat that he did not thin4g
to approach cautiously. He forgot that
where there was a boat with oars in
It the oarsman would likely not be far
He jumped down to the slanting
ground below and landed in the~midst
of a party of'Confederate soldiers.
(To be continued).
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