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THROUGH THE BLUEGRASS.
Dick's horse had had a good rest, and he was fighting for his head before they were clear of the outskirts of Pendleton.

When the road emerged once more into the deep woods the boy gave him the rein.

It was well past midnight now, and he wished to reach the army before dawn.
Soon the great horse was galloping, and Dick felt exhilaration as the cool air of early October rushed past.

The heat in both east and west had been so long and intense, that year, that the coming of autumn was full of tonic.