"There are some other letters, but they are hardly decipherable.

I cannot read the first line at all, but the second is somewhat plainer--'Fourth Texas Infantry.'" Hamlin reached out his hand swiftly, and grasped the haversack, forgetting everything else in suddenly aroused interest.

The girl, surprised, stared up into his face, as he closely studied the faded inscription, his face expressing unconcealed amazement.
"Good God!" he ejaculated breathlessly.

"It was Gene's.

What can this mean ?" "You--you knew the soldier ?" "Knew him?
Yes," speaking almost unconsciously, his incredulous eyes still on the inscription, as though fearful it might vanish.