The Border Spy; or, The Beautiful Captive of the Rebel Camp / A Story of the War

eeting-The Sister-T

eaviest blow

him. Nettleton was standing in the entrance of the tent. The reveille was beating, and all without gave ev

I might be permitted to share it with him. But, I fear we shall be separated to-day

Miss Al

ered nothing-no

give up yet. We may exp

as I am told the Union army is advancing. He will be hurried off South, and I suppose w

will,

you kn

he was about to send forward. I heard him say you were to go with him, and that your room would be in the hotel at Spri

to go w

I find out what is to be don

tend to leave

, I

orsake h

ng him? There's a good deal of difference

act for the best,

choed through the

, Miss Alibamo? It may be the only

oving-he

gazed around. His face while sleepi

aid Hayward. "You have been wat

er-that is, I have sl

sink under the fatigues you impose upon yourself. You will

as to sleep when I might be doing somet

e you bee

my mind-t

ing, Alibamo. Oh! It w

you dreamin

again!' 'Let me embrace them-they are my sisters!' I cried, but at that moment I was seized by an iron hand, and borne from the spot. So rapidly was I whirled along that my senses fled. When I returned to consciousness, I found myself enveloped in a dismal cloud, while at my feet a thousand hissing serpents, which resembled lightning, coiled around, but could not harm me. I heard the dreadful thunders, as they burst over me, but still I feared not. I raised my eyes, and as a cloud rolled by it revealed to my astonished gaze the form of a man standing upon the very edge of a dark cloud, while below him was a precipice, millions of feet. My blood was chilled within me lest he should fall. I heard his cursings, and I saw him reaching forward. I looked farther, and upon another cloud I saw my sister standing. She was clothed in white, and on her brow a golden wreath was shining. The clouds were rolling fast together, and he, that fiend-like form upon the other side, was reaching

d make you happy-very happy.

o, Ali

ll end in the same manner

annot

why

t in my vision, she can be in n

your misfortune a

ld rather die a thousand deaths than have that angel sister gaze upon my suf

" asked Branch, who enter

Am I to walk?"

e. Do you prefer a

, as the distance is no

und to your tent. I intend al

favors at your hand

ear what that

l, s

ringfield. But to-morrow you are to take your last farewe

gained the saddle. Nettleton helped Alibamo into her seat. By this time Branch came up in comp

ds, and appears familiar with the business. He is a poor, foolish fellow, and

if he will walk

go?" ask

'other. But if you want me to go with you very

ong after them, with his usual rickety and

s from camp upon the Springfield

ose hand-cuff

replied one o

ain his hands behind him! But wait. I will res

ed Springfield, and halted in front of the hotel building which ha

, in a voice of excitem

rd ob

here?" ask

lied a soldier,

son I wrote

a room above!"

!" groane

h, pointing toward Alibamo. Then h

show you an amusing sight. You know it is Friday,

y sight, presently, and to-morrow, at three o'clock, we wi

who had been standing beside him but a

delay?" as

ses me to do so,

Put them on his ankles

him

you, sir," re

ayward followed his captor, the chains clanked heavily u

think better of my generosity!" said Branch,

oom, and a lovely female sprang

were the only words spoken

amie-sister, look up-speak to me-speak, or

still holding his sister to h

d at last!" cried Branc