Uncle Daniel's Story of ''Tom'' Anderson

"His wife, with the stateliness of a queen, as she was, her black hair clustering about her temples and falling around her shoulders and neck, her bosom heaving, her eyes flashing fire, on her tip-toes arose to her utmost height. All gazed upon her with admiration, her husband looking at her with a wildness almost of frenzy. She clenched both hands and held them straight down by her side, and exclaimed in a tone that would have made a lion cower:

"'Would that I were a man! I would not stop until the last traitor begged for quarter!'

"Tom flew to her and embraced her, exclaiming:

"'I was only waiting for that word.'

"She murmured:

"'My heavens, can it be that there are any of my blood traitors to this country?'

"The household were by this time much affected. A long silence ensued, which was broken by David, saying:

"'Father, Harvey and I having agreed to go to Washington to enter the army, I wish to make some arrangements for my family.