“I did. It came yesterday morning. The edge of the envelope was burnt, and the address scorched, but the document and letter were intact. An hour after they came Mr. Hammer called. I showed him the document and he was thunderstruck. He got out as soon as he could, and by the way he acted I do not believe he will bother us any more.” “Good!” cried the young soldier. And his heart was lighter than ever. “Louis, you have done your duty, and more,” said his father, affectionately. “I am proud of such a son.” “And we are all proud!” cried Martha. “Just as proud as we can be!” * * * * * The great rebellion is now only a matter of history. Many of those who wore the blue and the gray are sleeping side by side on the great battlefields. To those who laid down their lives, the Peninsular Campaign was the end of all, but to the great majority it was but the beginning of a conflict which was to wage fiercely for three years longer. Louis and Andy were destined to serve further, the one under the stars and stripes, the other under the stars and bars. But, come what might, neither was to forget those first battles, when each did so nobly Defending His Flag. THE END. =Transcriber’s Notes= Perceived typographical errors have been silently corrected. Illustrations have been moved nearer to the text to which they refer.