CHAPTER V.

ATTEMPT AT MURDER. The fair dawn slid with crimson ray under the yellow mist; the breath of morning stirred the pendant leaves, and on its wings it bore the tramp of a host. In a moment the loud _reveille_ was sounding, the thundering camp was alive with voices, every man was on his feet. "A surprise!" shouted St. Udo, marshaling his company. "Be ready to meet them! Form, men!" The soldiers under Colonel Brand's command had come straight from their pleasant homes among the Green Mountains. Untried and but freshly t…