The Devil's Own - A Romance of the Black Hawk War by Randall Parrish
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shall part from you with regret. I have letters for Governor Clark of
Missouri, and Governor Reynolds of Illinois; also one to General Atkinson at Jefferson Barracks, detailing my views on the present Indian situation. These are confidential, and I hesitate to entrust them to the regular mail service. I had intended sending them down river in charge of a non-commissioned officer, but shall now utilize your services instead--that is, if you are willing to assume their care?" "Very gladly, of course." "I thought as much. Each of these is to be delivered in person. Captain Thockmorton informs me that he will be prepared to depart within an hour. You can be ready in that time?" I smiled. "In much less. I have little with me but a field kit, sir. It will not require long to pack that." "Then return here at the first whistle, and the letters will be ready for you. That will be all now." I turned toward the door, but paused irresolutely. The major was already bent over his task, and writing rapidly. "I beg your pardon, sir, but as I am still to remain on duty, I presume I must travel in uniform?" He glanced up, his eyes quizzical, the pen still grasped in his fingers. |
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