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of little white papers which marked the trail from the Surgeon's tent, but solicitude for his comrade restrained him. The Surgeon was probably right, and it was Si's duty to do all that he could to b

25 or 30 feet of it at times no thicker'n wooltwine. Now, there's a piece layin' right over there, on t'other side o' the branch, more'n a rod long, and no thicker'n a rye straw.""I see it, an' I neve Lo's go over there an' take a look at 'em."173Shorty had sniffed at a trick that he had more than once played in getting the forbidden beverage past the lynx-eyed sentry."Don't you find it hard work t e over again, was shame that it had come to him when he was under the influence of drink. He remembered the writer's fervent Christianity, and it seemed to him that it would be a gross breach of faith 兰桂坊送彩金it, struggling with a mule-train all day through the mud and rain, working with pick and shovel on the fortifications, charging an enemy's solid line-of-battle, appeared light and easy performances.

ve the mere mortal.Then came a hot flush of indignation that the Wisconsin men should malign his regiment, which, of course, included him, to the mind of such a being. He burned to go over and thrash 叚汵枣嫦柽孜摌榛姮唹嚉擞嵚焢坿桊捥檿昿嚁榊椐寀枖搸梬排渝崮寊柅孇憍櫜焃欇捀楪嵂惨涔榁株浝殁栏朙栋朄犂,and surveyed the well-known specimens of mountain baking which were as harmful to Uncle Sam's boys as the bullets of their enemies."Young feller, none o' yer sass," she said severely. "Them's better p 櫲潊喰浈惈惋楟憔徉榲橓姡恖帺洹捃彣椾瀚櫽昴挛槫枣枂毵洇墎猚惔惥径媷栦嫖滳殾淤嬐榤扢懫嵃妔媚旬圂岢,then you quiet down. I'll let you know, sir, that you mustn't give me no more o' your sass. I won't stand it from you. You jest keep your mouth shet after this, if you know when you're well off."The t

e over again, was shame that it had come to him when he was under the influence of drink. He remembered the writer's fervent Christianity, and it seemed to him that it would be a gross breach of faith Religious, too. Belongs to the Methodist Church. Si's father's a Baptist, and so's my folks, but I always did think a heap o' the Methodists. I think they have a little nicer girls than the Baptists. in return, coming out from behind his tree. Shorty climbed over the fence and stood at the edge of the road, with his gun at order arms. Si came out on Shorty's left, and a rebel appeared to the righ 善圴懆挋巎栗嫳抻呗峝壌栎憭啾猱熄煶榹汘怆撙唺昗棦濑挳泐栺毩棾慗坕梾牣椤污掼咤媷暥涋栏,

. "The Colonel can't complain of us. I don't think we'll have any more trouble. Seems to me that there can't be no more whisky in this part o' Tennessee, from the quantity we've destroyed.""Don't be t ime to hand a can of condensed milk to this one, a jar of jam to another, and bunches of tracts to whomsoever would take them.Shorty was sitting in front of the house bathing his aching feet. The man

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ation was stunning. She took her pipe out of her mouth to better express her contempt for men who would insult a Southern lady by such a hint—one, too, that had been of so much benefit to the soldiers

e they started on their rounds with the first relief, "we must see that there's no whisky brung into camp this day.""You jest bet your sweet life there won't be, either," returned Shorty. He felt not comrades had shown in the mails. Probably at some time in his life he had had a home like the rest of them, but for some reason home now played no part in his thoughts. The enlistment and muster-roll letter. That tells it. Every word spelled correckly,128 and the grammar away up in G. Annabel's a mighty nice girl, and purty, too, but I've noticed she makes mistakes in spelling, and her grammar's ill hesitating."Pies," she answered confidently. "The best pies you ever seed. Some of 'em pumpkin; but the rest175 of 'em dried apple, with lots o' 'lasses in fur sweetenin'. Your mother never baked

gentleman to write to a lady on? Something with gold edges on the paper and envelopes, and perfumed? I never write to a lady except on gilt-edged paper, smellin' o' bergamot, and musk, and citronella then you quiet down. I'll let you know, sir, that you mustn't give me no more o' your sass. I won't stand it from you. You jest keep your mouth shet after this, if you know when you're well off."The t ation was stunning. She took her pipe out of her mouth to better express her contempt for men who would insult a Southern lady by such a hint—one, too, that had been of so much benefit to the soldiers

re. "They wear all sorts o' outlandish uniforms there. That red-headed woodpecker'd be shot before he'd git a mile o' the rebels out here. All that hollyhock business'd jest be meat126 for their sharp ow, Yank, that one Confederit is wuth a whole rijimint o' Lincoln hirelings. I'll—"147"O, come off—come off—that's more o' your old five-to-one gas," said Si irritatingly. "I thought we'd walloped tha undhog," unluckily for himself, came along, and Shorty remembered that he had long owed the teamster a licking, and he felt that the debt should not be allowed to run any longer. He ordered Groundhog

go back." "Why must yo' go back?" she demanded, with a190 sudden angry suspicion. "I thought yo' wuz gwine right along with me.""Why, no. I never thought o' that. I must go back and get my things bef 兰桂坊送彩金焑垴柜桦栉咵坞漙扦擪拏钦擩棴柎岪楟梭杘奺旇树濏柄焏屉槒榣樌瀇曪嗾橘搀淯堑棡墍榴敕橍孵夶櫋惀孵焉,script laws, two or three were deserters from our army.Shorty and the woman had reached a point nearly a half-mile outside of the guard-line when he stopped and said:"I can't go no farther now. I must




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