Category: HRB

  • Vol. I, No. 9

    Vol. I, No. 9

    IF someone had told Cate two weeks ago that she would be attending a friend’s wedding in St. Paul, she would have laughed in their face.

  • Vol. I, No. 8

    Vol. I, No. 8

    CATE held her breath and watched Schaefer carefully. Her throat felt like it was going to close as she waited for him to react.  His eyebrows knit together in confusion. Then, he laughed. “Nice one, but really —”  “I’m serious,” Cate said firmly. “I am a woman.”

  • Vol. I, No. 7

    Vol. I, No. 7

    THREE feet by six feet was really not enough space for two men. Additionally, a fifteen foot square room was not enough space for eighteen men to bed down in. The two new squads were full of eager recruits, one group from Hastings and another down from St. Cloud. They…

  • Vol. I, No. 6

    Vol. I, No. 6

    HENRY stood at attention with the rest of Company K as the Captain read off the Articles of War again for the benefit of fifty new recruits who mustered in that day. The rest of the troops had heard these before, when their squad underwent the inspection, but it was…

  • Vol. I, No. 5

    Vol. I, No. 5

    THE bugles sounded out, calling the men to their afternoon meal. Henry was just making his way to the mess for dinner when Jacob entered the parade ground, accompanied by a group of ladies he’d escorted from the ferry landing at the end of his guard duty. 

  • Vol. I, No. 4

    Vol. I, No. 4

    CATE was jolly as she made her way down the dark road to the ferry landing for guard duty in the lunging shadows of midnight. Finally, after three nights and days of guard duty, with only four hours of sleep at a time, she’d landed the post she needed to…

  • Vol. I, No. 3

    Vol. I, No. 3

    WHEN reveille sounded, Cate was already awake. Which would not have been a problem in the slightest, if she hadn’t been trying to sneak quietly out of the officer’s latrines. The sun hadn’t even peaked over the horizon, but it was already hot and had been for some days now.…

  • Vol. I, No. 2

    Vol. I, No. 2

    Fort Snelling, Minnesota Monday, July 22, 1861 HENRY heard the bugle sound reveille for the first time curled up in the prairie grass outside the walls of Fort Snelling and the tune swelled in his heart like a homecoming. Though he’d slept deeply, Henry was stiff and sore from the…

  • Vol. I, No. 1

    Vol. I, No. 1

    LIGHT from the lanterns outside licked against the windowpane, casting the dark attic room in long shadows. Cate held her little half-sister tight as she strained to hear what the mob outside was shouting. She couldn’t make out many words, but the volume, the guttural rage echoing against the glass,…