Love stories; Reconstruction (U.S. history, 1865-1877) -- Fiction; Southern States -- History -- 1865-1877 -- Fiction
They had been on guard all night there at the station. What for they
could not exactly tell. It seems that one faction of the Legislature
occupied the temporary State-House; another had its headquarters over a
prominent bar-room in Royal Street; and a large concourse of citizens
had organized with military formalities and the avowed intention of
dislodging the factional Legislature from the house; installing a
Governor of their own choice; and subduing the police force of the city,
now enrolled as a uniformed and fully-equipped battalion of infantry,
with a battery of field-guns and a squadron of cavalry as assistants.
The police held the various stations, and no encounter had taken place;
but the citizens had turned out in great numbers, and the chances were
that they would prove too powerful for the mixed array of the police
force; and trouble had been anticipated for that very night, but it had
not come. A strong battalion of infantry was posted here at the railway
station. Another, after a day of weary marching, was resting at a large
cotton-press up the levee; two companies of cavalry were stationed at
the quartermaster's warehouse up in Magazine Street, near the
headquarters of the commanding general, and two foot batteries from an
artillery regiment had spent the night in the State-House itself.
Cavalry patrols had been scouting through the city all night, promptly
reporting any unusual gathering, but in no case interfering. Verily
these were strange accompaniments to the times of piping peace.
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