ired the woman with some show of spirit.
"Hit ain't sech a beauty that you kin brag on it. An' who made your two
han's? You made 'em, I reckon, an' nobody else could 'a' done it."

The man made a gesture as though he could in that way weaken the force
of the woman's words, and he evidently knew when to speak, for he said
no more. On the contrary, sympathy shone in his eyes when he looked at
the wounded man. "Don't you worry, Bill; ef ther's any worryin' to be
done, leave it to me. It takes a 'oman to know how to worry right; an'
ever'thing oughter be done right."

"Can you get a boat across the river?" inquired General Forrest,
turning to the man. He was somewhat doubtful until he caught the
General's eye, and then he thought that nothing would be easier.
"Well," said the General, "go across and tell the Yankees that there's
a wounded officer at your house and that he needs attention. Tell 'em
that General Forrest says they can get him whenever they send after
him."

"Is this General Forrest?" inquired Jack Bledsoe. "General, I hardly
know how to thank you. I had just been dreaming of prison."

The General made a deprecatory gesture, and was on the point of saying
something, when the man of the house spoke up. "Ef you're Gener'l
Forrest," he said, "you'll be more than pleased to know that the
Yankees ain't never took time for to cook supper. After they hit the
furder bank they jest kep' on a-humpin', an' I don't blame 'em myself,
bekaze 'twuz the only way wet men could keep warm."

"It's up to you, Herndon; he's your prisoner. He ought to be in a
hospital where he could be looked after, but I reckon he'll have to
stay where he is for a while."

"He won't put me out a mite ef he stays," said the woman. "He'll be
company fer me when Bill is pirootin' 'roun'."

General Forrest gave us permission to remain where we were for the
night. "We move at five," said he. "Bill here will put you across and
show you which way to go when he has found your horses for you." Just
how Bill would do that was a mystery, but we asked no questions.

We called for Whistling Jim when General Forrest had gone, but he was
nowhere to be found. He had shown us the way to the cabin and then
disappeared. I judged that he was afraid Jack Bledsoe would upbraid him
or that Harry would give him a scolding; but, whatever his reasons, he
disappeared when we went in the cabin, and we saw him no more till the
next morning.

Harry and Jack talked of