The Guns of Bull Run - A story of the civil war's eve by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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his son here, when we go upon errands which are, perhaps, similar in
nature. I infer that your destination is Charleston!" "Yes," said Harry impulsively, and he was not sorry that he had obeyed the impulse. "Then we shall go together," said Colonel Talbot. "I take it that many other people are now on their way to this same city of Charleston, which since the secession of South Carolina has become the most famous in the Union." "I shall be glad if you will take me with you," said Harry. "I know little of Charleston and the lower South, and I need company." "Then we will go to a hotel," said Colonel Talbot. "On a journey like this two together are better than one alone. I know Nashville fairly well, and while it is of the undoubted South, it will be best for us, while we are here, to keep quiet tongues in our heads. We cannot get a train out of the city until the afternoon." They were now in the station and everybody was going out. It was not much past midnight, and a cold wind blowing across the hills and the Cumberland River made Harry shiver in his overcoat. Once more he was glad of his new comradeship with a man so much his superior in years and worldly wisdom. Snow lay on the ground, but not so deep as in Kentucky. Houses, mostly of wood, and low, showed dimly through the dusk. No carriages met the train, and the people were melting away already to their destinations. |
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