41/54 He hummed joyously as he rode along, and the refrain of his song was: "Old Joe Hooker, won't you come out of the Wilderness ?" Harry and Dalton had gone back to the big mess tent and were already arraying themselves with the utmost care for Jeb Stuart's ball. Their clothes were in good condition now. After the long rest they had been able to brush and furbish up their best uniforms, until they were both neat and bright. They had no thought of rivalling St.Clair, who undoubtedly would be there, but they were satisfied--they never expected to rival St.Clair in that respect. But they were splendid youths, fine, tall, upstanding, and with frank eyes and tanned faces. |