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A GIRL SOLDIER. It was during the late civil war. Jenny Harris threw aside a newspaper sks was reading and ruse to her feet. It is unbearable," she cried, "to stay bere and hear about it oil. Th()e heroic deeds, those hair- breadth escapes, those graud scenes, those roman- tic stories of the wounded. I cannot stay and bear about them all. I must participate or die Oh, to be a general A few days afteiward, Jenny was missing. It was iust before breakfast time. "Jane," began Mrs Harris, "call Miss Jenny," Jane could not find her in her room, nor any- whto e 011 the place. Pahaps she is taking a walk and will be in pre-eutly," said Mrs Hart is, quietly. When Mr Harris entered, she inquired of bimj- Do you know where Jenny has gone J" They w-re speculating at to where she could be, when Jane re~pp ared. Miss Jenny's a mis-My good young lady, but »be'e m'srhty restless. You kuow how she's been takin' a mighty interest in all t!,¡e war news. I 'spect she's taken it into her restless head to be a aolci er." "Why do you suppose such a thin?, Jane?" "Well, for instance, t'other day she bad OLD old black suit of massa's, trying it on. I saw her through the crack or her door. And that old uni- form you gave her, missus, she patched it up till it locked right smart." It was on the trunk," said Mrs Harris. "See if it is there now." Mr Harris went into the hall and exclaimed,— I miss one of the guns. I wish I bad never taught her to shoot." "Perhaps James has it," said Mrs Harris. No. James went to the post-office." The uniform was gone Mr Harris had a club foot, and James was too young to go to war. James entered and declared that he had not had one of the guns, nor seen his sister, of whose absence he was surprised to hear. He said,- I saw Bill Jones at the office. He told me that a man dressed in a rather dingy black suit, with a bundle under his arm, knocked at the Jones door about daybreak. He offered Mrs Jones a watch in exchange for a borse and saddle. It was a very good watch, and Mrs Jones readily agreed to the exchange. The man was tall, tys face was bidden under a large hat, and he said he was a Confederate soldier hasten- ing to join the army." Run over-no, wait. I will go with you," said Mr Harris to James. "I will see this watch. I will discover all that I can," to Mrs Harris. Having identitied the watch, Mr Harris saddled his horse, requested the company of a friend, and set off to find Jenny Harris. Everyone whom they met, they would closely inspect, so persons became equally suspicious of them. ,At one point, just before them they saw a tall, tlim man dressed in a Confederate uniform. The soldier's head was bowed upon his chest. He was returning on horseback to his comrades, after hav- ing a spell of illness. Mr Harris and his friend rode past him, then turned quickly. "Jenny," cried Mr Harris, "what are you doing here?" The soldier looked up; then Mr Harris saw BIS tuce. 44 Oh, I beg your pardqn I thought you were my daughter," said b e. The stranger looked wrathful. What do you mean by such a remark, sir I'" Was the man a lunatic, or was be referring to bio aoaence rum the army as cuwardicc? No offence intended, sir. I am looking for my daughter." Well, sir, are you a blind man, that you take 1118 for a woman ?"| You appeared to be about her stature." I haven't tune to parley but I cetainly am not your daughter nor your son. And I can re- turn the compliment whichever way it was in- tended, for it also appears to me that you are just the stature of my mother's black cook," said the stranger; then he rude on. Mr Harris resolved to be a little more particu- lar about recognizing his daughter. He and bis friend stopped at the first house, which was also a store, to make inquiries. They tiud their horses to a tree and went in. They were directed to a small hotel, at which Miss H-rris might have stopped, not far off. So they lf-fc their horses and starred to the hotel on foot. They were going along when the friend said,- "Look, Harris, do you see any likeriess there?" Mr Harris looked at a young man some dis- tance aheau. "Let us walk faster. It I eould get a look at his face said he. "-Tit,, -uit your daughter had was black; you said. Well, so is that. Brown hair, too. How about height ?" It is so like Jenny's that, considering the other points of likeness, I begin to believe it is she." "Your daughter went in the sun a good deal, didn't she?" Had a good complexion, but a little brown and "unburned. "So is his. Wallce like a woman." The stranger, hearing the last remark, turned his head slightly, with a very merry look which reminded Mr Harris so forcibly ot Jenny that he sprang forward and grasped the young man's abC/ulder. Well, Miss, what do you mean bylbis sort of thing?" The young man turned around. "Sir?" He scepped hack and regarded Mr Harris and his friend with amazement and suspicion. "You have made a mistake again, Harris," said the friend, whose eyes were fuli of merri- ment "Young man, have you seen anything of my daughter ? She wore a suit vesy much like yours, or a iiniforui I don't know which." Not that I am aware of, sir," said the young man, and looked at the friend, v/ho, he thought, seemed to be the most rational of the two. I beg your pardon," said Mr Harris. "1 hope, if vou see my daughter, you will let iup kpow." I will," said the young man, glad to escape. He let the others pass him and go on the hotel. They made inquiries inside. The host thought there was no such person among his cruests. If he he should find such an one, Mr Harris should know of it. That gentleman was preparing rather disconsolately to mount bis horse when be espied a figure which awakened anew his curiosity. On a rustic bench at a little distance, with his back to Mr Harris, sat a person seemingly in distress. The head was bowed, the attitude dejected, and the well worn suit of black clothes seemed to com- plete the picture of contrition. Mr Harris quickly approached. ty dear Jenny, I am glad you are sorry," ■aid be. And be placed his arm around the per- son's neck, as be stooped to see Jenny's face. He aroused a small volcano. The person threw off the detaining arm and sprang up. Who are you ?" be demanded. Mr Harris fairly gasped. He had been so sure. Where can she be ?" he said aloud to bimself. The young man who had lately been grasped by the shoulder was a witness to this scene. He Went up to Mr Harris' friend. "Wby don't you look after him better?" he iu. quired "Look after whom "Why, your friend. He got hold of another man just now." Harris Why, he's all right. His daughter has run away dressed at a man, and he is looking for her. 9" Then he isn't crazy ?" Certainly not." Oh J" It took both of these persons to convince the stranger of the rastic bench that Mr Harris might still retain his freedom. In the meantime, Jenny, riding indefatigably, left miles between herseli and home. At last "evening gathered her Ible mantle about her, and pinned it with a star." Then Jenny stopped at a large dwelling and requested lodginar for the night. The occupants, being stanch Confede- rates, readily admitted "Jean" Harris as she called herself, and cared for her horse. Jenny bad cut her hair adlibort as she could, and parted it on the side. Sc, being then far from home, she had not feared to remove her hat. My son," said Mr* Lester, came from L-, the place to which you are going, to-day, to let me know how his father and himself were faring. He will return early in the morning." "And I should be glad of your company," aaid her son I I thank you," said -lean, brightly. And when we arrive, I will trouble you to present me to the sergeant." "With pleasure," said Mr Lester, who thought the young volunteer quite a desirable companion for'his ride. The two yonniz ladies quite eovied Jean for her complexion. She was given a pleasant room, and soon after she lay down and sank into slumber 131 and a mixture of dreams. After an early breakfast, Jean and Mr Lester made their adieu and began their journey. The night's repose bad rested and brightened her. Harris," said Mr Lester. pardon me, but you do not look to be strong enough for a soldifPa Now, Mr Lester, I really must resent such an implication." Are you a good walker?' the other tesumed, after a moment. Do you think you could stand being with the infantry ?" I tsbal) not be with the infantry. 1 propose to be a cavalry •oldie* u But," laughed Letter, "yon cannot choose any' place you like in that way. And you have not been drilled. How could you possibly keep your place in a cavalry engagement ?" I will not belong to the infantry If I can not join the cavalry I will not be a soldier at all Would you not rather atbaiu yuur desire by patient endurance and action in a different posi- tion, Harris ?' "I will not be an infantry soldier," she said with a vexed laugh. I am not an infant." The infantry soldiers have more hardships, cartainiy," said Lester. "But soldiers have to take the hardships first." Y ou belong to a troop of cavalry, don't you?" "Yes I have been in some time, you see." Isn't the drilling great fuu ?" "No." He laughed, looked at Jean, then laughed again. You spoil all my anticipations. But do not think I have no bravery." You are over-daring," said Lester. "You wi-i to plunge into the loreuiost ranks, without experience or drill of any kind." "Tell me about tfye cam. Is the surrounding scenery attractive?'' Rather. There is enough shade, and we have a view of the river. There are several neat cot- tages near the camp." He went ou to tell Jean about camp life. "I wonder," she said, after a while, "if I could get a room at oue of the cottages. There IS no harm in a soldier complaining ot weariness just at first, is there?" "I think you could get a room," said Lester. "We will see about that at once. Shall we?" They bad nearly reached their destination. "I will Z,) with YOU." You are very kind indeed, said Jean. Harris, I shall be very sorry if you enter the army. I hope you will not be aUowed to do so," said Lester. "How unpatriotic! A good soldier should persuade others to enlist." I shall use all my iufluence to have you sent home to your mother." What have you to do with me, Mr Lester? I am going straight to the sergeant to give him my name." Well, we shall have to make a turn here," said Mr Lester, as his Horse followed the curve ot the path. Jean was presented Mo the sergeant, who took her name, age and address. Then she rode off to Ll one of the cottages. She managed to engage board for a day or two in exchange for her studs; whieh were handsome. She bad grown weary. As the hostess left her aione in her room, she sat down, rested her arms upon the table, and lay her head upon them. Then she lautrhed. What an attitude for a soldier Soon tea was announced, after which Jean re- tired. And soon ber weariuess was torgotten in sleep. At a oertain point on the river shore there was a hut in which lived an old coloured man. He was called" the ferryman," as he often took persons across the river in his boat..There were troops on the other side. Mr Harris heard, and supposed that Jenny might iutva intended to join them. So, sending bis friend to other point, he hastened to the river As he came in sight of it he e3pied a boat just moving off. There were two persons in il-tfia old ferryman and a girl. Oi course it was, or at least, certainly might be, Jeuny. So Mr Harris shouted Hallo and quickened his speed. The boat did not stop. Mr Harris shouted again. Hold on, there! Bring that girl back 1" The old ferryman looked over his shoulder at the stranger with open eyes aud mouth. "Sab?" he returned. "Oh, make basts!" said the girl, "He is crazy I" "I)at he seem to be. You ain't ruaniug away from nowhar, is yer?" "Of course Dot," „aid NI)e. I am going over to spend the day with my aunt." Well, I reckon he mus' be crazy, sure 'nough," said the ferryman, plying his oars vigorously. In the meantime, Mr Harris had reached the shore. He called,— Hold on You've got my daughter there." He say you his darter." Finding that the ferryman didn't head him, Mr Harris, espying a small boat further down the shore, hastened to reach it. He found only one oar, but springing into the boat, used that one vigorously. The boat bouuded over the waves like a frightened toad on land. (ieclar." said the ferryman," dat man—he com'n' sure." Maybe he is after you," said the girl. "Well, missus, he seems to be arter both on us. As the boat reached the other shore the girl us. As the boat reached the other shore the girl sprang out. "Here is ten cants for you, ferryman. Don't let hi in catch you she laughed. Then she ran up the greasy bank and dis- appeared none view. The ferryman turned out of the way of bi", pursuer, who, without heeding him, dashed ashore. He caught the sight of a swiftly moving petticoat among the trees, and hastened after it. Mamie Wiliiam's ran into her aunt's house and tank into a chair, laughing. "Such an adventure! You bad better lock the doors, Aunt Lucy." My dear child, what is the mattir? Mr Harris approached the piazza." It is a wild man, Aunt Lucy," said Mamie, aud immediately slipped behiud a large chair. The wild man bad sense enough to take off his bat to Aunt Lucy. "Madam, I think you are so kind as to harbour my runaway daughter." "No," said Aunt Lucy. "The young lady who just entered the house is my niece." "Then I beg you to pardon my mistake and this intrusion, madam. Do you know if another person has crossed the river near the same place to-day ? "Yes. A party of young people came over this morning, and, with our young people, are haviug a picnic in the woods near the shore. Take the path which you you have left, and it will lead you to the sound of their voices." Mr Harris expressed his thanks, and immedi- ately complied with her suggestion. It was very probable, he thought, that Jeuny bad joined this party. As he got within sound of gay voices, he stopped t,o listen, How splendid it must be to be a soldier said one girl, enthusiastically, "I know it is," was the response in the same manner. I could not be content tostay at home another week." Why doesn't your brother wish to go V He thinks he is too young." "Your father isn't in the army, either, is he?" "No. My father is an invalid." "And you think you would really like to be iu the war?1' "Oh, yes. I have quite made up my mind." Mr Harris stepped forward quickly. "Jenny," said he. sternly, standing just be. tween the two,young ladies. They had been sitting on the trunks of neighbouring trees. Both gave a little scream and spraug up. As the young lady who had made up her mind did so, she was seized by an arm. "I-have run far enough after you, Miss," said Mr Harris sternly. She turned her face mith a horrified expression toward him. Jerwittaker!" some one exclaimed. A bright looking boy and a gentleman who limped stepped forward to rescue the captured lady. "Let go my arm, sir!" she said with dignity. At once, seeing his mistake in her face, Mr Harris obeyed. I beg your pardon, youug lady. Your words misled me. But perhaps it was your coinpanion." He looked around hastily for the other young lady. "Oh—oh—oh!" said she, and slipped behind two girls who were standing together. "This is a serious matter with me, young people. I am in search of my daughter, who, circumstances induce me to believe, has joined your party." "I am sure you are mistaken, sir," said the genrlemau who limped somewhat. "There is onlv one stranger with Uo;, and be is a volunteer on hi-s way to join the army. He stopped to share our fun for an hour or so. You see be wears his uniform." Ati-h-h I" said Mr Harris, looking sharply around. "The geritleman I see standing by the walnut tree "Y 88. But you said—" "I should not be surprised to find that girl dressed to represent anjpstage or form of exist- ence." Well, perhaps your surmise'about this stranger is correct. Now. if I were you, I would go up and ret into conversation with him." Yes," said Mr Harris. As be approached, the stranger suddenly re- membered that it was growing late. I must go," said he, with an energetic air, moving quickly away from Mr Harris. That was pretty fair evidence. Mr Harris ran quickly and caught hold ,f hia coat. Just wait a moment," said be. You flee at eight of me, it seems." I don't know you," replied the other. And I don't fear any man on the face of the earth," "I see. You are a different volunteer." By that time all were watching to see whom the queer stranger would attack next. But Mr Harris let them all alone, re-crossed the river in bi&i boat, and soon met his friend, with whom he journeyed kOOHJ. < t ..J> The next morning there was djrilhug, which Jean ¡ found ra.ther wearying. That afternoon, some Federal troops reaching that point, there was an I engagement. Jean was allowed to ride her horse I in the rear. ue clun vallautly to her Irightened steed, but only when a g-nn was pointed in her direction did she manage to raise hers at all. As the defeated began to retreat, and the field was gradually cleared ot the uninjured, Jean dis- mounted and stepped gentiv amoug the wounded. Soon she gave a iittle cry. Her only friend aniong those strange soldiers aId strange, wild !!cneg, lay wounded before her. She began to cry like a lost; child. Just then someone touched her shoulder. It was a detective. Jean luok.I.! up in a startled way. "Jenny Harris' I suppose you are ready to go home uow, Miss?" This is my frieud, Mr Lester. He is wouuded, and will be taken home. I will wait and go with him that far," she said. The detective, who was anxious to leave, tried to hasten on Lester's departure. Soon the young soldier's father had him carefully placed in a light w,,goii, with comforts for the journey, the driver promising to be careful. Jean having borrowed of her hostess a dress and side saddle, rode besido the wagon the detective beside her. So they journeyed t" Mrs Lester's. A few moments after they left, the sergeant, calling the roll, said, Je;-t,i Harris But there was no one to answer "Here!" A little while after a small Jarksy approached the sergeant aud announced— De soldier gal is gone." Jenny reached home in safety, much to her parents' relief. She soon received a letter from Mrs Lester, saying that her son was convalescing. Jean enjoyed tiie peace of her home the more for hiving experienced the clamour of the battle-field while uice girls, who stayed at home and miuded their business, read with horror of thili escapad- of Jenny Harris. Mr Lesser announced his restoration in person before returning to the army, and bade Jenny good-bye. The good-bye was not for very long, however for not loiig afterward, when Jenny Harris changed her uame it became Mrs Lester. And Jenny was coutent to be a homo soldier.

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