ce for my daughter. I desire again to express my thanks to you
for the signal service you have rendered to my daughter."

Our hero blushed again, and stammered out some deprecatory remark.

"When you are in Washington, you must call and see me. You must promise
this for Emmie's sake, if not for mine," added the Senator.

"I should be very happy to call," replied the young officer.

"My friend Lieutenant Somers is as bashful as a maiden of sweet sixteen,"
interposed Captain de Banyan. "I beg your pardon, Mr. Guilford; though
your name and fame are familiar to me, I have not the honor of your
personal acquaintance; but, under the circumstances, I shall make it part
of my duty to see that my friend does not neglect your reasonable
request."

"Thank you, sir," replied the Senator.

"Captain de Banyan, at your service," added the modest officer who had
served in Italy and the Crimea.

"Thank you, Captain de Banyan. I see you are in the same regiment with
Lieutenant Somers."

"Yes, sir, I have that honor; and I assure you there is not a nobler and
braver young officer in the Army of the Potomac. He reminds me very much
of a splendid fellow I served with in the Crimea."

"Ah! you were in the Crimea?"

"I was, sir; and he looks very much like Captain de Waite, whom I saw
made a major on the field of Magenta, for the most daring bravery, by the
Emperor of France."

"You have seen service, captain," added the Senator.

"A little, sir."

"You must speak with my daughter, lieutenant, before we part," continued
Mr. Guilford. "Her gratitude has no limit."

Lieutenant Somers was astounded by the effrontery of his military
companion, who had claimed to be his friend, and forced himself upon the
acquaintance of the powerful man on the strength of that intimacy; had
even brought to his notice the fact--if it was a fact--that he had been
at Magenta and in the Crimea. The simple-minded young man had seen no
such diplomacy in Pinchbrook, or in the course of his travels in Maryland
and Virginia; and he was fearful that the audacious fellow would dare to
address the daughter as he had the father.

"Be seated," said the Senator, as he pointed to the seat in front of Miss
Emmie.

She was pale, and appeared to be suffering from the pain of her broken
arm; but she bestowed a sweet smile upon him as he took the proffered
seat.

"Lieutenant Somers, after what I have heard from Mr. Holman"--that was
the gentleman who had spoken