had never had the fourth
article and doubted if any of the local doctors used it.

"Well, I will have to take your word for it," replied Deck. "Now I want
these. What are you going to ask me for them?"

The storekeeper hemmed and hawed and finally said five dollars in gold.
As this was not so unreasonable, Deck paid over the amount, and a moment
later he and Life left the store. Before they could be molested, they
were off at full speed for Chattanooga. Here they took the drugs to the
doctor who had been attending Colonel Lyon and Artie.

"It was a clever haul," said the physician, after listening to Deck's
story. "The drugs will do much good, I think. I am sorry, however, you
could not obtain that fourth article, since it is the most important of
the lot. These will help your brother, but the poor colonel will still
have a hard time of it."

"But he will live--and so will Artie?" pleaded the major.

"While there is life there is hope," answered the doctor, and that was
the only consolation Deck could get. As a matter of fact, both the lives
of the colonel and the youthful captain hung upon a thread.

General Sherman having come up, and Bragg having weakened his forces by
letting Longstreet's command leave him, to do battle elsewhere, Grant
lost no time in moving forward. Hooker, holding Lookout Valley, faced
the enemy occupying the heights, while Thomas was stationed before
Missionary Ridge. Sherman was now commanded to take position on the
right bank of the river above the city, with the idea that he could
afterward cross and seize another portion of the ridge beyond, as yet
unfortified. A portion of the cavalry, under Long, was assigned to aid
him, and the Riverlawns went with this body, all of the other horsemen
remaining in camp.

The advance of the cavalry was made in a violent thunderstorm, such as
had not struck the command for many a day, and this delayed operations
for twenty-four hours or more. When the pontoon bridge over the river
was reached, it was found that the wind and the rush of the current had
parted it, and no troops could cross until repairs were made. The
Riverlawns went into temporary camp under the shelter of a long hill,
but everybody was wet to the skin.

Lieutenant-Colonel Gordon was now in command, and he and Deck went off
in the rain to take a survey of the situation. On the return, they
stumbled across a camp of a dozen or more Confederate guerillas. Shots
were exchanged and the