ONE:But the boys could not calm themselves.Left alone, the tongues of the excited boys became loosened, and ran like the vibrations of a cicada's rattle.
TWO:Marvor shook his head, looking very much like a master himself. "What is important?" he said.
TWO:"Si," said Shorty, "we thought old Rosecrans had heaped up the measure when we started out from Nashville for Stone River. But that was only the beginning for the gang he got together for the Tullyhomy campaign, and 'taint more than onct to what old Sherman's goin' to begin business with. I like it. I like to see any man start into a game with a full hand and a big stack o' chips.""Okay," Dodd said without opening his eyes. His voice became more distant, dreamlike. "Okay," he said again. "Ithere isn't one job, but maybe a kind of job. Something to do with growing things." There was a pause. "I'd like to work somewhere growing things. I'd like to work with plants. They're all right, plants. They don't make you feel anything." The voice stopped.
THREE:An impalpable something in the tones and words stilled everybody into seriousness. This was deepened by the look they saw on Si's face."Don't be impatient," said a soldier on the sidewalk; "you'll see 'em soon enough, and more'n you want to. You'll have to go a little further, but you'll find the woods full of 'em. You'll be wishin' you was back home in your little trundle-beds, where they ought've kept you."
