Chapter 19 THE ACCURSED NIGHT

"If ever I were traitor, My name be blotted from the book of life, And I from heaven banished!"--SHAKESPEARE.

The night of my return was the 29th of May, 1862. I was very tired, although I had had a good rest the night before, and alternations of walking and riding in the day. Our supper was soon despatched, and the Doctor got his pipe.

"Now,