He leaped into the saddle, and away he dashed with his officers close
behind him.

"Whiz! whiz! whiz!"

He had done one good deed. He would do many more before the war was
over. "Boom! boom! boom!"

The cannon were roaring, the balls were flying, the battle was raging.
But amid all the turmoil and danger, the little birds chirped happily
in the safe shelter where the great general, Robert E. Lee, had placed
them. "He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and
small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all."




SPEAKING A PIECE



Two children, brother and sister, were on their way to school. Both
were very small. The boy was only four years old, and the girl was
not yet six. "Come, Edward, we must hurry," said the sister. "We must
not be late." With one hand the little boy clung to his sister's arm,
and with the other he held his primer.

This primer was his only book, and he loved it. It had a bright blue
cover, which he was careful not to soil. And in it were some odd little
pictures, which he never grew tired of looking at.