But oh, Dicky, won't this terrible war be over soon ?" "I don't think so, mother.

It's scarcely begun yet." Mrs.Mason said nothing, but stared into the coals.

The great negress, Juliana, standing at the window, did not move.
"I suppose you are right, Dick," she said at last with a sigh, "but it is awful that our people should be arrayed so against one another.

There is your cousin, Harry Kenton, a good boy, too, on the other side." "Yes, mother, I caught a glimpse of him at Bull Run.

We came almost face to face in the smoke.