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y life. I couldn't say a word. The Lieutenant abused me for being a partner in sellin' whisky to the soldiers me, Josiah Klegg, Patriarch of the Sons o' Temperance, and a Deacon. While I wuz tryin' to I'm doing it different from them, because I'm built different from them. I hope I'm doing it well. But I'm awfully hungry. Got anything to eat? Just a cup of coffee and a cracker? Don't care for any e an ax. You kin cut with half the work that way."He was discovering what so many of us have found out, that among the hardest things in life is that of getting people to give up clumsy ways for those

t done nothin' to be killed for!" shouted the white man, with more oaths. "Do ye call sneakin' off to jine the enemy and settin' an example to the other niggers nothin'? Git down on yer knees and say at tuh do, or wha tuh go," said the negro despairingly. "If yo' leab me here, I know dat ole mas'r 'll fin' me an' done kill me daid.""Niggers is like mules," remarked Groundhog savagely. "They only k

ell, let's hurry in. They want you at Headquarters as soon as possible.""Good night, boys," called out Mr. Rosenbaum as he disappeared; "see you again soon."CHAPTER III. THE DEACON GOES HOMESHORTY FAL lavery.""Shut up, you scalawag," roared the Lieutenant-Colonel. "If I hear another word out o' you I'll buck-and-gag you."They marched to Regimental Headquarters and halted, and the Lieutenant-Colonel e us yit. Deacon, jest take yer nigger and cut down around through the crick there until you come to the picket-line. Then wait. Me and Si'll go on in, and come around and find you.""All right," assen rns, you know. No time to fool with loafers who only look on and ask questions.""Strange way for a storekeeper to act," muttered the Deacon. "Must've bin brung up in a Land Office. He couldn't keep st got a good look at him. He was a young, slender man, below medium hight, with curly, coalblack hair, short whiskers, a hooked nose, and large, full eyes. He wore a gray suit of rather better make and lough had gathered up against him from Mizzouri, Arkansaw, Texas unt the plains. Holy Moses, I was scared when I saw the pile of them. The whole world seemed to be out there, yipping unt yelling for J

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