When were the Rifles to march? I did not know. Sitting there in the sun, moodily stripping a daisy of its petals, I thought of Lois, troubled, wondering how her security and well-being might be established.

The hour could not be very distant now before our corps marched to the lake. What would she do? What would become of her if she still refused to be advised by me?

As for her silly desire to go to Catharines-town, the more I thought about it the less serious consideration did I give it. The thing was, of course, impossible. No soldiers’ wives were to be permitted to go as far as Wyalusing or Wyoming. Even here, at this encampment, the officers’ ladies had left, although perhaps many of them might have remained longer with their husbands had it been known that the departure