Think I heard some of our officers speak of seeing you a month ago at Detroit,--McBain or Ramsey, I have forgotten which." "I recall a game of cards with a Lieutenant Ramsey, a rather choleric Scotchman, with a magnificent capacity for strong whiskey." The Captain turned inquiringly toward me, and I hastened to name myself.
"Wayland, did you say ?" he asked, with deepened interest.

"'T is not a common appellation, yet I once knew a Major by that name in Wayne's command." "My father, sir," I asserted proudly.
With quick impulsiveness he extended his hand.
"As noble a soldier as I have ever known," he exclaimed heartily.

"I served with him in two campaigns.

But what are you two young fellows doing here?
for it would be hard to conceive of a more disheartening place of residence.

Surely, De Croix, you are not permanently located in this delightful spot ?" "The saints forbid!" ejaculated the other, with an expression of horror that caused the younger officer to smile.