It is hard to see fellows suffer too, that one cannot help." Daisy hardly knew what to think of Capt.Drummond.His handsome pleasant face looked not less gentle than usual, and _did_ look somewhat more sober.

Daisy concluded it must be something about a soldier's life that she could not understand, all this coolness with which he spoke of dreadful things.

A deep sigh was the testimony of the different feelings of her little breast.Capt.Drummond looked up at her.
"Daisy, women are not called to be soldiers." Daisy passed that.
"Have you told me all you can tell me, Capt.

Drummond ?" "I should not like to tell you all I could tell you." "Why?
Please do! I want to know all about soldiers." He looked curiously at her.

"After all," he said, "it is not so bad as you think, Daisy.