THREE:"YOU are the father of that boy in the far end of the tent," said the Surgeon coming up to the Deacon, who had stepped outside of the tent to get an opportunity to think clearly. "I'm very glad you have come, for his life hangs by a thread. That thread is his pluck, aided by a superb constitution. Most men would have died on the field from such a wound. Medicine can do but little for him; careful nursing much more; but his own will and your presence and encouragement will do far more than either."
19 August 2015, John Doe
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THREE:"Who is that man, Corpril?" asked Monty Scruggs, as the Orderly left.
THREE:"Hadn't we batter take our guns along?" suggested Monty, holding on to his with grim fearfulness.
THREE:"Orderly," said Si a little later, "we've got Jim Humphreys's grave dug. Will you take the things out of his pockets to send to his folks? and then we'll bury him.""I know this one," Albin said. "Greta Forzane, Johnny Dodd. Take good care of him, kiddohe needs it."