will render all assistance in their power.

"Quartermasters will furnish all necessary transportation.

"By Command of the President.

"Description

"Age--21
Stature--5 ft. 7-1/2 in.
Forehead--Broad
Eyes--Hazel
Nose--Rather short and straight
Mouth--Medium size
Chin--Round, with deep dimple
Hair--Red-golden
Complexion--Fair
Face--Oval

"JAMES A. SEDDON,
_Sec'y of War_."

Silently the presiding officer accepted the paper, inspected it, then
passed it over to the members of the court.

"Have you any questions to ask the witness, Mr. Senator?" asked the
judge advocate.

"Who was present when you found that paper, Colonel Baker?"

"The provost marshal and two of his men," answered Baker; then added:
"The leather case is stamped with the prisoner's initials."

"That is all. I have no further questions to ask," said Warren, and
Baker departed.

"Do you desire to present argument, Mr. Senator?" asked the judge
advocate.

Warren glanced at Nancy's averted face.

"The case rests on its merits," he said slowly. "The evidence is before
the court; but I must plead that in reviewing it the court will
remember the youth of the prisoner and her sex."

"Stop!" Nancy was on her feet in an instant, her slender form drawn to
her full height. "It is my right to make a statement in my own behalf.
I desire no such plea entered. My sex prevented my taking arms in the
field for the cause I love; so I strove to aid the Confederacy in the
only way I could, by woman's wit. Like the Cause," her voice trembled,
"I have failed.

"Gentlemen, I am a spy; that most despicable of characters. You are
soldiers. You fight in the open and die, honored; I fight in the dark
and die--dishonored. You fought for love of the Stars and Stripes; I
for love of the Stars and Bars."

A brief pause followed as Nancy's clear, unfaltering voice ceased; then
Colonel Andrews rose.

"The court is closed," he announced solemnly. "The findings will be
sent to the proper authorities."

Nancy swayed slightly, recovered herself, bowed to the court, then
turned blindly and followed the corporal of the guard out of the room.
Silently the crowd dispersed; the shadow of coming tragedy stilling all
desire for light chatter.

* * * * *

Nancy rose and paced the small prison room restlessly.