, and about two o'clock in
the morning Powell and May led them through a dense wood to the edge of
a high hill.

"There's Frankfort below you," said May in a voice that trembled.

The night was brilliant, almost like day, and they saw the little city
clustered along the banks of the Kentucky which flowed, a dark ribbon of
blue. Their powerful glasses brought out everything distinctly. They saw
the old state house, its trees, and in the open spaces, tents standing
by the dozens and scores. It was the division of Kirby Smith that
occupied the town, and Bragg himself had made a triumphant entry. Dick
wondered which house sheltered him. It was undoubtedly that of some
prominent citizen, proud of the honor.

"Isn't it the snuggest and sweetest little place you ever saw?" said
May. "Lend me your glasses a minute, please, Dick."

Dick handed them to him, and May took a long look, Dick noticed that
the glasses remained directed toward a house among some trees near the
river.

"You're looking at your home, are you not?" he asked.

"I surely am. It's that cottage among the oaks. It's bigger than it
looks from here. Front porch and back porch, too. You go from the back
porch straight down to the river. I've swum across the Kentucky there
at night many and many a time. My father and mother are sure to be there
now, staying inside with the doors closed, because they're red hot for
the Union. Farther up the street, the low red brick house with the iron
fence around the yard is Jim Powell's home. You don't mind letting Jim
have a look through the glasses, do you?"

"Of course not."

The glasses were handed in turn to Powell, who, as May had done, took
a long, long look. He made no comment, when he gave the glasses back to
Dick, merely saying: "Thank you." But Dick knew that Powell was deeply
moved.

"It may be, lads," said Colonel Winchester, "that you will be able
to enter your homes by the front doors in a day or two. Evidently the
Southerners intend to make it a big day to-morrow when they inaugurate
Hawes, their governor."

"A governor who's a governor only when he is surrounded by an army,
won't be much of a governor," said Pennington. "This state refused to
secede, and I guess that stands."

"Beyond a doubt it does," said Colonel Winchester, "but they've made
great preparations, nevertheless. There are Confederate flags on the
Capitol and the buildings back of it, and I see scaffolding for seats
outside. Are there