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"Think o' the awkward squads that used to be continually fallin' over their own feet, and stabbing theirselves with their own bayonets." "Seems so," answered Shorty, "but I don't know that they've growed any faster'n we have. Walt Slusser, who's bin Orderly at Headquarters, says that he heard Capt. McGillicuddy tell Col.
The Sergeant begged to be allowed to tell the chaplain about it; to this Colonel Fortescue consented, and McGillicuddy had a long conversation with the chaplain. "The Colonel says, sir," McGillicuddy declared mournfully to the chaplain, "as it is the damned climate, excuse me, sir, that makes everybody queer."
Shorty fired the remaining shots out of the rebel's revolver. "What regiment do you belong to, boys?" asked Bolivar calmly. "The 200th Ind.," answered Si, without being able to control his surprise. "A very good regiment," said the rebel. "What's your company?" "Co. Q," answered Si. "Who's your Colonel?" "Col. Duckworth." "Who's your Captain?" "Capt. McGillicuddy."
McGillicuddy's majestic figure was seen approaching from the region back of the dining-room, and she had heard the Sergeant's remark about the C. O.'s office being a day nursery. "And it's you, Patrick McGillicuddy," cried Mrs. McGillicuddy, sailing into the office, "the father of eight children, complaining of this sweet blessed lamb." "D' ye mean the naygur?" asked McGillicuddy. Mrs.
This the Colonel did, warning McGillicuddy not to repeat what had occurred on the aviation plain. The Sergeant got his leave, and another two days, all spent in hunting for Lawrence. There was nowhere for him to go except to the little collection of houses at the railway station.
He pressed a button by the side of the gate, and a lodgekeeper came out, and Peter, according to orders, gave the name "Arthur G. McGillicuddy." The lodge-keeper went inside and telephoned, and then came back and opened the gate, just enough to admit Peter.
Anita, of course, sided with her father, and declared he had done perfectly right about Kettle, as he did about everything. Sergeant McGillicuddy was also a faithful adherent of the Colonel's in the wordless warfare that prevailed in the commanding officer's house for the three days in which Kettle enjoyed the hospitality of the guardhouse.
Both the chaplain and the surgeon had seen such cases, and nothing in the pharmacopoeia could cure them. Mrs. Fortescue, whose heart was not less tender from long dwelling on the airy heights of happiness and perfect love, was full of sympathy for Lawrence's unfortunate wife, and would have gone to see her, but Mrs. McGillicuddy, who delivered the message, brought back a discouraging reply.
Fortescue trusted their innocent lamb, and when they are peacefully watchin' the show you take this pore baby out of his warm bed and brings him out here to catch his death of cold, and Patrick McGillicuddy, you'll laugh on the wrong side of your face when I get you home, and the Colonel shall know this, if my name is Araminta McGillicuddy." With that Mrs.
McGillicuddy's iron rule, did not approve of Kettle's breach of discipline and hatched a scheme to catch him. With a countenance as inscrutable as the Sphinx, he stepped to the telephone booth, shut the door carefully, and held a short conversation over the wire with Mrs. McGillicuddy.
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