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as a reward. Every nerve in her body seemed 

 touched by electric fire. She trembled so violently 

 that even the accoutrements of the saddle jingled. 

 Her nostrils were dilated, and her breath came pant- 

 ingly, but a single thought of revenge apparently 

 never entered her mind. She was the same gentle 

 high-bred creature that God had made her ; and how- 

 ever Satanic mankind might be around her, she was 

 true to her gentle nature. Gradually the trembling 

 ceased, her surprise and indignation passed away, and 

 she submitted quietly to the demands made upon her. 



' She 's no good,' exclaimed the man who had 

 exhausted himself with kicking her. ' I do n't risk 

 my life with no such brute as that. The best thing 

 we can do is to turn her over to the commissary 

 department. They need hosses, and we do n't. 

 They '11 take the devil out of her fast enough.' And 

 without further discussion Sally was led away to 

 where the long line of army wagons was moving 

 along the highway. 



Sallie had drawn a light break-cart in her Ken- 

 tucky home, and had often been driven singly to a 

 light wagon ; but no collar had ever encircled her 



