She was so unwontedly quiet and subdued that he stopped at the brow of the hill, and said, half in alarm, "Katharine, why so silent ?" She looked at him gravely; a new light, not of laughter, in her brown eyes, saying in answer to his unspoken thought: "I was thinking of what you said about your orders.

Oh, if they should come to-day, and you should go away on your ship and be shot at again and perhaps wounded, what should I do ?" "Nonsense, Katharine dear, I am not going to be wounded any more.

I 've something to live for now, you see," he replied, smiling, taking both of her hands in his own.
"You always had something to live for, even before--you had me." "And what was that, pray ?" "Your country." "Yes," he replied proudly, taking off his laced hat, "and liberty; but you go together in my heart now, Kate,--you and country." "Don't say that, John--well, Seymour, then--say 'country and you.' I would give you up for that, but only for that." "You would do well, Katharine; our country first.

Since we have engaged in this war, we must succeed.

I fancy that more depends, and I only agree with your father there, upon the issue of this war than men dream of, and that the battle of liberty for the future man is being fought right here and now.