Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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14 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE. stragglers and thieves of both armies. Can I leave everything to your care, trusting wholly in your devotion to me and to them?" Tears stood in his eyes, and his sobbing wife threw herself half-fainting and hysterical upon his shoulder. George's eyes were moistened, too, and as the big tears coursed down his black cheeks, he seized his beloved master by the hand and kist it reverently. "Massa Jack," said the slave, when he had regained his composure, "you has been my boy since you was a baby, and I has know'd mistress since you and her played t'gether in Winchester, as little boy and girl. I lubs you jest as if you was my own children, and I'se gwine to stand by dem, and be a gyardine to my blessed mistress and dat lovely baby 'slong as dere's a bref left in dis ole body." There was no distrusting the sincerity of this answer, and so, with a relieved anxiety, but a heavy heart, he held wife and baby in a long embrace, kist them both, mounted his horse, and, waving his hand to the assembled domestics, rode rapidly away toward Winchester, and there he rejoined his regi ment which was about to move to strengthen the forces at Martinsburg under the command of the brilliant Confederate General Johnston. They were soon to have their mettle tested in the horrible scourge of battle. The Valley first figures in the war by the presence in 1861 of a Union force under General Patterson, which the wiley General Johnston outwitted. Leaving the Union soldiers to enjoy the picturesque sight of deserted tents and abandoned camp fires, General Johnston had skipped blithely thru Manassas Gap just in time to turn the tide of battle at Bull Bun, and to send our raw recruits panic-stricken back to and thru Washington, some not halting until they reached their peaceful homes in Maine. Their excuse was that they received an order to retreat and that they never heard it countermanded. To make such concessions is frank, in view of the assurance that, according to some Southern accounts of the period, the Confederates never ran away, but invariably retired in good order in the face of superior numbers. For a beginning, this initial battle did very well, tho it dwindled into in 11 Ell HUSBANDS SWORD.