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As he mused thus he heard the rustle of grass, and, upon turning his head, discovered the loud soldier. He called out, Oh, Wilson! The latter approached and looked down. Why, hello, Henry; is it you? What you doing here? Oh, thinking, said the youth. The other sat down and carefully lighted his pipe. Youre getting blue, my boy. Youre looking thundering peeked. What the dickens is wrong with you? Oh, nothing, said the youth. The loud soldier launched then into the subject of the anticipated fight. Oh, weve got em now! As he spoke his boyish face was wreathed in a gleeful smile, and his voice had an exultant ring. Weve got em now. At last, by the eternal thunders, well lick em good! If the truth was known, he added, more soberly, theyve licked us about every clip up to now; but this timethis timewell lick em good! I thought you was objecting to this march a little while ago, said the youth coldly. Oh, it wasnt that, explained the other. I dont mind marching, if theres going to be fighting at the end of it. What I hate is this getting moved here and moved there, with no good coming of it, as far as I can see, excepting sore feet and damned short rations. Well, Jim Conklin says well get a plenty of fighting this time. Hes right for once, I guess, though I cant see how it come. This time were in for a big battle, and weve got the best end of it, certain sure. Gee rod! how we will thump em! He arose and began to pace to and fro excitedly. The thrill of his enthusiasm made him walk with an elastic step. He was sprightly, vigorous, fiery in his belief in success. He looked into the future with clear, proud eye, and he swore with the air of an old soldier. The youth watched him for a moment in silence. When he finally spoke his voice was as bitter as dregs. Oh, youre going to do great things, I spose! The loud soldier blew a thoughtful cloud of smoke from his pipe. Oh, I dont know, he remarked with dignity; I dont know. I spose Ill do as well as the rest. Im going to try like thunder. He evidently complimented himself upon the modesty of this statement. How do you know you wont run when the time comes? asked the youth. Run? said the loud one; run?of course not! He laughed. Well, continued the youth, lots of good-a-nough men have thought they was going to do great things before the fight, but when the time come they skedaddled. Oh, thats all true, I spose, replied the other; but Im not going to skedaddle. The man that bets on my running will lose his money, thats all. He nodded confidently. Oh, shucks! said the youth. You aint the bravest man in the world, are you? No, I aint, exclaimed the loud soldier indignantly; and I didnt say I was the bravest man in the world, neither. I said I was going to do my share of fightingthats what I said. And I am, too. Who are you, |
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