CHAPTER VI. SI KLEGG PUTS HIS AWKWARD SQUAD THROUGH ITS FIRST DRILL
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"You don't know any nice young men.""Shan't I shoot him?" asked the nervous little Pete, lifting his gun to his face."Where in time do you s'pose the 200th Injianny is in all this freshet of men and mules and bosses?" said Si, with an anxious brow. The look made the boys almost terror-stricken. They huddled together and turned their glances toward Shorty for hope. But Shorty looked as puzzled as Si.
ONE:Chapter 12"But we haven't had any hardtack yet," complained Albert Russell, a youth somewhat finicky as to dress, and who had ambitions of becoming a doctor. "They've only given us baker's bread, same as we got on the other side of the river, only better-tasting. Why don't they give us real soldier bread? I've heard Uncle Bob laugh at the 'soft-bread snoozers,' who never got near enough the front to know the taste of hardtack."
TWO:"I find about 10 or 15 birds in the flock," said the Deputy Provost, who was also Deputy Sheriff, when they looked over the prisoners in the morning, "that we have warrants and complaints for, for everything from plain assault and battery to horse-stealing. It would save the military much trouble and serve the ends of justice better if we could send them over to the County seat and put them in jail, where the civil authorities could get a whack at them. I'd go there myself if I could walk, but this bullet in my shin disables me."
"You're too all-fired smart with your tongue, Scruggs. If you were only half as smart learnin' your business""Here, I kin drive two horses, anyway," said Abel Waite, climbing into the saddle. "I've done that much on the farm.""What in the world are we goin' to do for grub, Si?" asked Shorty, as soon as he got his eyes fairly open."No; you let him alone," snapped Shorty impatiently. "He'll keep. Lay down and git some sleep, I tell you. What need you bother about a dead rebel? He ain't makin' no trouble. It's the livin' ones that need lookin' out for."
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THREE: Deer Sol: put yore thinkin' cap on, and understand just what"Nothing is predicated on necessity but action," Dr. Haenlingen said. "Certainly not success."
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