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_ ing fires. In the rear the horses were picketed, close to _ claimed the voice of Lieutenant Blair, the officer on duty. : gered wearily into the tent, hatless, exhausted, and coy- __ ered with dirt and briars. He dropped his heavy rifle in’ _ the corner, and sank down on a camp-stool. a _ poured a small glass of liquor from a bottle and put it ~ to Linn’s lips. | 4 ON AW gee Sg PN Aa ea A caer cng Ia oa ee an "Safe in Camp. a minute the major stared in speechless astonishment at - forms of the Spec pees sineiberin becidé the fan ee several supply wagons which had safely made their way to che column through a hostile country. Here also stood _ the hospital tent, containing a dozen patients who were convalescing from wounds received in the recent fight. _ Along the banks of the river, and to right and left of the camp, paced the watchful sentries. In his tent near the middle of the camp sat Major Dal- as, frequently rubbing his drowsy eyes as he wrote dis- patches by the feeble light of a swinging lamp. At a quarter past two, just as he was ready to put aside pen and paper, he heard a challenge from a distant sentry ring clearly on the still air. A faint response followed, and then came a call for the officer of the night. “i wonder what that means,’ muttered the major, as he instinctively rose to his feet and reached for his cap and : pistols. F The question was answered a minute later. Footsteps — approached the tent, and the glow of the lamp revealed two figures outside the door. “Major, here is Corporal Osborne, just arrived,’ ex- “Yes, I’m here, Major Dallas,” said Linn, as he stag- Lieutenant Blair saluted and turned away, and for half the bedraggled figure of his visitor. Then he hastily “Drink that, Osborne,” he said. ‘Don’t hesitate—you need it badly. So it’s really you, alive and well! Why, _ _ man, we had given you up for dead. You are officially -