"'Tis a precious bit of paper, bedad--if it passes him through _me_." "It says: 'Pass Virginia Cary and escort through all Federal lines, and assist them as far as possible in reaching Richmond,'" read the Corporal.
Deep in thought he turned the paper over and studied the name on the back.

At the sight of the signature there his mouth fell open and he uttered a shout of surprise.

His eyes brightened and he stepped back from the group and threw up his head with a look of triumph on his dark face.

He struck the paper a slap with the back of his hand.
"Morrison on _one_ side--and 'Old Bob' on the _other_" he exclaimed.
"What luck! What a _find_." "How so--a find ?" The man who had had to put his own brother under arrest a few short weeks before and then had seen him shot through the heart by this same officer whose name was on the pass looked at the questioner with an ugly glitter in his eyes.

He was beginning to taste already the sweets of revenge.