fish for breakfast, as Mammy would have nothing to do with it. She
obeyed with alacrity, pleased to have something to do. As she looked
upon the speckled beauty she thought how like an arrow it appeared; its
long, lithe body resembling the smooth shaft; the head and gills the
barbed point; and the spreading tail the feathered end. She wondered
if there was a meaning in all this, or was it merely her own foolish
imagination?

She thought much about this during the days that followed, although she
mentioned it to no one, not even to Old Mammy. For several nights a
number of the younger men had kept watch, with their special attention
directed to the big pine. This, however, soon proved very irksome, and
as nothing further happened, the watch was discontinued. The men
worked hard by day erecting their rude log cabins, so they could ill
afford to sit up all night. A feeling of security gradually pervaded
the camp, and all became cheerful and hopeful.

At a meeting held one night they decided upon the name "Loyal" for
their little community.

"I feel we could not choose a better one," the Colonel said. "Every
one here is an outcast for loyalty to the King, and when we get our
flag-staff erected, the Union Jack floating above the trees will be a
reminder to friend and foe alike of our unswerving devotion."

No one had interfered with the arrow embedded in the pine, and that
lordly tree had been left standing while most of its nearby companions
had fallen beneath the axe. Not a day passed that Jean did not glance
toward the arrow, and each time she thought of him who had become so
real to her. But for two weeks no further sign was vouchsafed, until