Chapter 37 AN UNEXPECTED RENCONTRE.

Into a ward of the white-washed walls,

Where the dead and the dying lay,

Wounded by bayonets, shells, and balls,

Somebody's darling was borne one day.

Song.

Mrs. Rolleston completely sank under this dreadful blow. Bertie had been her darling and pride from his infancy, and her own misery was redoubled, in anticipation of the even gre