Molly McDonald - A Tale of the Old Frontier by Randall Parrish
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"You mean to a commission?"
"Yes. You see, I did not understand then the impossibility, the great gulf fixed. I dreamed that good fortune might give me something to do worth while." "And fate has been unkind?" "In a way, yes," and he laughed rather grimly. "I had my chance--twice; honorable mention, and all that, but that ended it. There is no bridge across the chasm. An enlisted man is not held fit for any higher position; if that was not sufficient to bar me, the fact that I had fought for the South would." "You were in the Confederate army? You must have been very young." "Oh, no; little more than a boy, of course, but so were the majority of my comrades. I was in my senior college year when the war broke out. But, Miss McDonald, this will never do! See how light it is growing. There, they have begun firing already. We must get back out of sight behind the sand-dunes." CHAPTER X THE RIPENING OF ACQUAINTANCE They needed to retire but a few steps to be entirely concealed, yet so |
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