THREE:"Can't say that I do," answered Billings, pretending to examine them while he could recover his wits sufficiently for a fine of defense."You're wearin' a military saloot, which you have no business to. You've got no right to show that you ever was in the army, or so much as seen a regiment. You salooted the General jest now. Don't you ever let me see you do it to him agin, or to no other officer. You musn't do nothin' but take off your hat and bow. You hear me?"
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THREE:CHAPTER XXI. CHATTANOOGA AT LAST"I don't understand," said Harry.
THREE:In the far-off days before the age of Confederation, war had, perhaps, been an affair of grinding, constant attack and defense. No one could say for sure: many records were gone, much had been destroyed. But now there was waiting, preparation, linked batteries of armaments and calculators for predictionand then the brief rush and flurry of battle, followed by the immense waiting once more.
THREE:"Bad Ax, Wis., Nov. 10.