. Bullet and shell. War as the soldier saw it; camp, march, and picket; battlefield and bivouac; prison and hospital. the estate extending from the river tothe main road leading to Winchester. Thehouse itself, like most old Virginia mansions,was irregular in plan and outline. A widepiazza ran along the entire front of the quaintold building, which, being of unpainted wood,had acquired a pure gray tinge that softenedthe otherwise rude aspect of the ramblingstructure, and made it harmonize delightfullywith the foliage of the giant walnut-trees which dotted thelawn and shaded the road. The doors
. Bullet and shell. War as the soldier saw it; camp, march, and picket; battlefield and bivouac; prison and hospital. the estate extending from the river tothe main road leading to Winchester. Thehouse itself, like most old Virginia mansions,was irregular in plan and outline. A widepiazza ran along the entire front of the quaintold building, which, being of unpainted wood,had acquired a pure gray tinge that softenedthe otherwise rude aspect of the ramblingstructure, and made it harmonize delightfullywith the foliage of the giant walnut-trees which dotted thelawn and shaded the road. The doors and windows in the old house appeared to havebeen pierced at random, as though each successive generationhad striven to increase their number, regardless of the lack ofsymmetry which was the result. This impression was, however,dispelled on gaining the interior, for then it was seen that eachhad its proper use; though tlie new-comer found himself non-plused by the confused arrangement of the various rooms andI)assages, for they were a perfect labyrinth. That the house was of great age, was shown by a bit of bare. TAKING SIDES. 25 log wall visible through the broken plaster at the back of thewide hall. In fact, the mansion had gradually grown fromrude beginnings to its present dimensions, as the ancestors ofthe Marshalls increased in wealth and importance. It hadalways been a house famous for generous hospitality in theolden days, when the Marshalls had served their king incolonial times, or taken an active part in the subsequent revoltagainst him. Indeed, Tom usually grew eloquent whenever herelated any of the romantic traditions clinging to the historyof the family. The old spirit of hospitality still reigned in themansion, and guests were entertained with a heartiness thatwas delightful for its simplicity. Down in a hollow behind the house stood the immense barns ;while beyond these were the negro-quarters, now vocal with thesound of many voices, as the field-laborers came tr
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