Category: HRB

  • Vol. II, No. 15

    Vol. II, No. 15

    IN WHICH Elias Hower finds himself back at the Sterling House, in the hole with no funds to pay up, and is unwittingly roped into an elaborate Christmas game between the ladies of the house.

  • Vol. II, No. 14

    Vol. II, No. 14

    “Charley!”  Henry was shouting in her ear, his hand on her shoulder. He wasn’t holding her back, though, and his voice carried a thread of encouragement that bolstered her, made her brace one boot on the lower rail of the fence as she drove the butt of her weapon into…

  • Vol. II, No. 13

    Vol. II, No. 13

    “Is that…sun?” Jacob said as he approached, squinting up at the sky.  “Couldn’t say,” Henry replied. “I can’t remember what it looks like.”  Henry had his boots off and propped up near the fire to to dry out. He had a hole in one of his mud-stained stockings.

  • Vol. II, No. 12

    Vol. II, No. 12

    HOWER was right about one thing—the Hastings boys had made first rate work of that still. Perhaps that was giving them too much credit. Other squads rolled barrels out of the building with abandon, the rain and muck forgotten in the joy of striking gold. The applejack was flowing deeply…

  • Vol. II, No. 11

    Vol. II, No. 11

    THE next day, the sick were sent back to Lebanon in the wagons. They laid over for two days, taking some much deserved rest after building the bridge, but it was cramped and damp because the rain kept coming. By Friday, the cold had cut to Henry’s bones, and he…

  • Vol. II, No. 10

    Vol. II, No. 10

    “MY feet are liable to fall off,” Jacob moaned, collapsing next to Henry by the campfire and digging in his haversack for his rations. On the morning of January 1st, the whole brigade had folded up the tents, loaded the baggage train, and, with bands playing and colors displayed, marched…

  • Vol. II, No. 9

    Vol. II, No. 9

    CHARLEY felt like her limbs might just melt right off the edge of the bed. She had anticipated a singularly enjoyable time with Henry, of course. Her only previous experience having been with Richard, she’d expected at least an elevated level of enjoyment by virtue of the fact that Henry…

  • Vol. II, No. 8

    Vol. II, No. 8

    BRIGADE drill went better than ever, entire regiments maneuvering in support of one another without any major collisions. And dress parade after supper was encouraging as they marched through Lebanon proper in their full uniform. The boys were all trying their best, thinking that he was the particular object of…

  • Vol. II, No. 7

    Vol. II, No. 7

    THE fire in the Sibley stove had gone out, as it usually did by dawn, and Henry was shivering. Cracking an eye open, he saw Charley’s dark curls peeking out from the edge of her wool blanket. Beyond her, Osborn and Webster were tucked up tight together, sharing blankets and…

  • Vol. II, No. 6

    Vol. II, No. 6

    CATE pushed open the door and a small brass bell chimed. The pharmacy was small, with tiled floors, tin ceiling panels, and a large counter at the back, under which a glass case displayed small, uniform bottles of tinctures, salves, and all manner of medical aids. Behind the counter stood…