A gentleman vagabond -- A knight of the legion of honor -- John Sanders, laborer -- Baeader -- The lady of Lucerne -- Jonathan -- Along the Bronx -- Another dog -- Brockway's hulk.
od was one of his best. "That's been a good many years ago, colonel, but I can see him now just as plain as if he stood before me, with his white cotton gloves, white vest, and green coat with brass buttons, standin' behind Mrs. Slocomb's chair. I can see the old sidebo'd, suh, covered with George III. silver, heirlooms of a century,"--this with a trance-like movement of his hand across his eyes. "I can see the great Italian marble mantels suppo'ted on lions' heads, the inlaid floor and wainscotin'."--Here the major sank upon the divan again, shutting both eyes reverently, as if these memories of the past were a sort of religion with him.
"And the way those niggers loved us! And the many holes they helped us out of. Sit down there, and let me tell you what Anthony did for me once." I obeyed cheerfully. "Some years ago I received a telegram from a very intimate friend of mine, a distinguished Baltimorean,--the Nestor of the Maryland bar, suh,--informin' me that he was on his way South, and that he would