"What?"

"You have heard of the famous ball at Brussells, broken up by the guns
of Waterloo?"

"Certainly."

"Well, I think that this one will prove similar--that cannon are going
to thunder before the music stops."

Stuart had scarcely spoken when rapid hoof-strokes were heard in front,
and a horseman shot by.

"Have you seen General Stuart?" said a voice in the darkness.

"Here I am--what news, Stringfellow?"

The horseman drew rein so suddenly that his horse was thrown upon his
haunches. "You will be attacked at daylight, general."

"Well,--what force?"

"The whole Yankee cavalry, with infantry and artillery supports."

"All right; ride back with me, and tell me every thing, Stringfellow."

In half an hour we were at head-quarters. Stuart dismounted and entered
his tent.