10/12 But his face was clear, and his cheeks rosy, and he sat straight as an arrow in the saddle. I drew back my horse and ranged up beside him, inspired by curiosity. The eyes turned toward me undoubtedly betrayed negro blood. "Are you a new recruit ?" "I'se Col'nel Cochran's man," he answered, without salute, but with the accent of education oddly mixed with dialect. I was born down in Louisiana, sah." "Not so very long ago either," I ventured, feeling a peculiar interest in the fellow. |