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THE FRENZY OF EVELYN

VELYN got as white as the wall when she heard it, and choked up and couldn't speak for a while. But, when speech came it made up for halting. She looks Jon straight in the eye, with the horrors in her face and voice, and says:

"Do you mean to say that you enlisted under Lincoln?"

Jon looks just as straight back at her.

"Yes," says he, soft and smiling.

"And you're proud—glad?"

"Yes," again from Jon. "Why not?"

"Why not? You bring down upon us destruction—destruction—destruction! Oh, the ruin, the ruin you have wrought this night!"

"Dear sister," says Jon, soft and fine. "I 198