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THE GIRL AT THE HALFWAY HOUSE

A Story of the Plains

by

EMERSON HOUGH

Author of The Covered Wagon, 54-40 or Fight, North of 36, etc.

Grosset & Dunlap
Publishers New York

1900

TO EDWARD KEMEYS,

SOLDIER, HUNTER, AND SCULPTOR,
WHO KNEW AND LOVED THE WEST,
AND WHO HAS PRESERVED ITS SPIRIT IMPERISHABLY,

THIS BOOK IS INSCRIBED WITH MANY GRATEFUL ACKNOWLEDGMENTS.

CONTENTS

BOOK I

THE DAY OF WAR
CHAPTER
I. THE BRAZEN TONGUES II. THE PLAYERS OF THE GAME III. THE VICTORY

BOOK II

THE DAY OF THE BUFFALO
IV. BATTERSLEIGH OF THE RILE IRISH V. THE TURNING OF THE ROAD VI. EDWARD FRANKLIN, LAWYER VII. THE NEW WORLD VIII. THE BEGINNING IX. THE NEW MOVERS X. THE CHASE XI. THE BATTLE XII. WHAT THE HAND HAD TO DO XIII. PIE AND ETHICS XIV. THE FIRST BALL AT ELLISVILLE XV. ANOTHER DAY XVI. ANOTHER HOUR

BOOK III

THE DAY OF THE CATTLE
XVII. ELLISVILLE THE RED XVIII. STILL A REBEL XIX. THAT WHICH HE WOULD XX. THE HALFWAY HOUSE XXI. THE ADVICE OF AUNT LUCY XXII. EN VOYAGE XXIII. MARY ELLEN XXIV. THE WAY OF A MAID XXV. BILL WATSON XXVI. IKE ANDERSON XXVII. THE BODY OF THE CRIME XXVIII. THE TRIAL XXIX. THE VERDICT

BOOK IV

THE DAY OF THE PLOUGH
XXX. THE END OF THE TRAIL XXXI. THE SUCCESS OF BATTERSLEIGH XXXII. THE CALLING XXXIII. THE GREAT COLD XXXIV. THE ARTFULNESS OF SAM XXXV. THE HILL OF DREAMS XXXVI. AT THE GATEWAY

BOOK I

THE DAY OF WAR

CHAPTER I

THE BRAZEN TONGUES

The band major was a poet. His name is lost to history, but itdeserves a place among the titles of the great. Only in the soul of apoet, a great man, could there have been conceived that thought bywhich the music of triumph should pass the little pinnacle of humanexultation, and reach the higher plane of human sympathy.

Forty black horses, keeping step; forty trumpeters, keeping unison;this procession, headed by a mere musician, who none the less was apoet, a great man, crossed the field of Louisburg as it lay dotted withthe heaps of slain, and dotted also with the groups of those who soughttheir slain; crossed that field of woe, meeting only hatred anddespair, yet leaving behind only tears and grief. Tears and grief, itis true, yet grief that knew of sympathy, and tears that recked ofother tears.

For a long time the lines of invasion had tightened about the old cityof Louisburg, and Louisburg grew weaker in the coil. When the clank ofthe Southern cavalry advancing to the front rang in the streets, manywere the men swept away with the troops asked to go forward to silencethe eternally throbbing guns. Only the very old and the very youngwere left to care for the homes of Louisburg, and the number of thesegrew steadily less as the need increased for more material at thefront. Then c

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