. St. Nicholas [serial] . you keeping it? asked colored man has quite a history. This even-Fritz, who had beenrummaging in thedrawer of an old bu-reau sacred to relicsof bygone days. paused a mo-ment on her waythrough the room,and exclaimed : Oh,Fritz, what are youdoing in that drawer?Shut it up. There areall sorts of valuableand rubbishy thingsthere—things I shallnever have time tolook over until youchildren are grownup, and I am a grayold grandmother withnothing else to do. Mrs. Reed had takenthe photograph in herhand, and was utterlyoblivious of Fritzspresence. Her mindwas in the p
. St. Nicholas [serial] . you keeping it? asked colored man has quite a history. This even-Fritz, who had beenrummaging in thedrawer of an old bu-reau sacred to relicsof bygone days. paused a mo-ment on her waythrough the room,and exclaimed : Oh,Fritz, what are youdoing in that drawer?Shut it up. There areall sorts of valuableand rubbishy thingsthere—things I shallnever have time tolook over until youchildren are grownup, and I am a grayold grandmother withnothing else to do. Mrs. Reed had takenthe photograph in herhand, and was utterlyoblivious of Fritzspresence. Her mindwas in the past. Itwas not the photo-graph, but the glimpseshe had of the drawer,with its old letters,shoulder-straps, armybuttons, bits of Con-federate scrip that hadpapered a room shesaw in Vicksburg, andother odd relics. Sheeven wondered how she came by that battered and faded old ing ask your father to tell you How Mosespicture. was Emancipated. I remember this now, said mama, after When Mr. Reed opened the front door that 781. MOSES ARRIVES IN CAMP BY THE AIR LINE. 782 HOW MOSES WAS EMANCIPATED. [July, evening he was at once surrounded by a clam-orous group of children, all talking at once. Tell us about Moses precipitated! criedBettys shrill treble, a little higher than theothers. No, no, Betty; not precipitated, saidDan. Well, Moses anticipated, then, said she. They all laughed, and Miss Betty subsided. Her father picked her up and led the wayinto the sitting-room. Mr. Reed was a busy man, absorbed in thecares of a large business. He found little timeto think of the past, and the old Civil War dayswere sometimes almost like a dream to him, orseemed as if belonging to some previous exis-tence. He had served three years in an en-gineer regiment that was transferred from onearmy-corps to another as their work was needed,and as much of it was repairing and buildingbridges and railroads in the hostile country, hecould tell of many a skirmish with bushwhack-ers that belongs to the unwri
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