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WAR "Oh!"

And a whole lot of "ohs" echoed from the men.

"What was his business there?"

"School—he was going to college."

"There are colleges all about you here—Baltimore, Philadelphia, Washington—better ones than any in Virginia. Why was he sent there?"

"Goshens," says I, "that's the first time I ever been asked that question and the first time I ever thought about it. I don't know—oh—I expect it's because all the Vonners which got educated, went to William and Mary College. Mebby that's it. We all do as our fathers done."

"Shrewd!" says the officer to the man behind him, who nods yes.

Well, that's the first—and, be goshens,—the last—time any one ever called me that!

"Sure he has come just now? All Union men left Virginia long ago. Had to."

"Man!" says I, "why he's, why he's just a 112