United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Juvenile fiction
Having given his comrades plenty of time to vote upon the last
proposition submitted to them that they should offer themselves as a
company to the Confederate States Rodney got upon his horse again and
rode back to see if they had determined upon any particular course of
action, but from all he could learn the matter was far from being
settled. Some wanted to do one thing and some were in favor of doing
another; but finding at last that they could not agree, they began
drawing away by twos and threes, and finally Rodney Gray was left alone
with the commissioned officers.
"I am at my wit's end," declared Captain Hubbard, whose face wore a most
dejected look. "We don't want to remain at home, and neither do we
desire to put ourselves under the control of such a man as General
Lacey; but there's nothing else we can do, unless we go up to Missouri.
Were you really in earnest when you said you intended to start oft
tomorrow?" he added, addressing himself to Rodney. "Your decision was
made on the spur of the moment, wasn't it?"
"Well, no. I made up my mind some time ago that there was going to be a
hitch of some sort in our arrangements, and laid my plans accordingly."
"How are you going to work it to reach Price's army?" inquired
Lieutenant Percy. "Don't you know that there have been rioting and
bloodshed in St. Louis, and that the Dutchmen have got control of the
city?"
"Of course; but that's all over now. I shall telegraph to Dick Graham's
father that I am coming, and trust to luck when I reach St. Louis.
Perhaps he can make it convenient to meet me there; if not, I have a
tongue in my head and a good horse to ride, and I have no fears but that
I shall get through."
"Well, I'll tell you what's a fact," said Lieutenant Odell. "You can go
alone for all of me. There's altogether too much danger in the step.
You'll never get through the lines without a pass, and how are you going
to get it? The first thing you know you will be arrested and shoved into
jail."
"I have thought of that," answered Rodney, calmly, "but I'll take my
chances on it. It's go there or stay home, and I have decided to go.
Good-by, if I don't see you again, and if you hear any of the boys say
that they would like to go with me, send them up to the house."
This was said in the most matter of fact way, as if Rodney were going to
ride to Baton Rouge one day and come back the next; but they all knew
that the parting was for a longer time than that, and each officer
thrust his hand into his pocket to find something that would do for a
keepsake. Odell handed over a big jack-knife with the remark that the
sergeant might find it useful in cutting bacon or breaking up his
hard-tack, so that he could crumb it into his coffee. Percy gave him a
ring which he drew from his own finger, and the captain presented him
with a twenty-dollar gold piece. Then they shook hands with him once
more and saw him ride away.
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