major. "I ordered Dunning to be here tonight."
"He rode forward, sir," the man replied. "There was a little firing afterward, but it was a long way to the front."
"It was against orders and against sense for Dunning to do that," said the officer, obviously vexed. "Why did he ride forward?"
"Don't know, sir; he seemed mighty restless. Guess he was skeered."
When this remarkable reasoner and his companion had been absorbed into the expeditionary force, it resumed its advance. Conversation, was forbidden; arms and accouterments were denied the right to rattle. The horses' tramping was all that could be heard and the movement was slow in order to have as little as possible of that. It was after midnight and pretty dark, although there was a bit of moon somewhere behind the masses of cloud.
Two or three miles along, the head of the column approached a dense forest of cedars bordering the road on both sides. The major commanded a halt by merely halting, and, evidently himself a bit "skeered," rode on alone to reconnoiter. He was followed, how-
