take it through if any one can. He is the one for a tight place."
"Who is he?" asked the general in surprise. For it astonished him to have a messenger appear so suddenly from nowhere to take a message at such risk.
For answer the captain stooped down and patted Pierre's head. But he could not speak, for a great lump was in his throat. Tears were coursing down his rough, sun-tanned, powder-stained face. Tears of which he was not ashamed.
He and Pierre were all there was left of the original outfit, and he had come to love the dog as his brother. The lieutenant had "gone west" the day before.
"Who is it?" inquired the general again, thinking the captain had not heard him.
"It's this dog," replied the captain be-
