Glance once at Huger Shepley and once at Clay, And then toss the colored knot to the guidon-bearer Who grinned and tied the ribbons around the staff While some of them cheered again. Then the horses moved. They went by Lucy. Lucy was waving her hand. She had tears in her eyes and was saying brave words to the soldiers. Sally watched a back and a horse go out of sight. She was tired, then. When the troop had quite disappeared Lucy rode up to the house. The two women kissed And talked for a while about riding-habits and war. “I just naturally love every boy in the Black Horse Troop, Don’t you, Sally darling? They’re all so nice and polite, Quite like our Virginia boys, and the Major’s a dear, And that nice little one with the guidon is perfectly sweet. You ought to have heard what he said when I gave him the knot.