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Can't you see that I have got nothing to fight with? Seven on you to one wounded man! Nice, plucky lot, aren't you? Why, I'm about the youngest chap in my company, but give me my empty rifle and bay'net and fair-play, and I would take the lot on you." Then, placing his open hands on either side of his lips as if he were about to hail somebody at a distance, he whispered hoarsely: "Look at him.
The cheer that burst forth was only faint, but it was true as the British steel with which the men stood ready to deliver their final thrusts. "The last two, Mister Archie!" panted Peter in a low tone. "Let 'em have 'em, sir, and then be ready. I've got another rifle and bay'net. Fire, and chuck the Doctor's gun at them and hooroar! We will die game!"
"Shoulder o' goat," said the woman. "Yah! Don't care much for goat," said the boy. "Arn't half so good as mutton." "You must take what you can get, Tom. Two chickens." "Why, that they ain't. I see 'em: they was an old cock and hen as we chivied into that burnt house this mornin', and Corp'ral shot one, and Mick Toole run his bay'net through the other. Reg'lar stringies." "Never mind.
"Fix Bay'net!" yelled the ragged veterans. And he did, though it was more from the promptings of his own hostile feelings than in obedience to the orders. "Charge Bay'net!" Si had completely lost control of himself in his overpowering rage. With blood in his eye, he came to, a charge, glancing fiercely from one side of the road to the other, uncertain where to begin the assault.
"Unfix Bay'net!" came from half the regiment. Si concluded he had better get out of a bad scrape the best way he could. So he took off his bayonet and put it back in its place. He shouted words of defiance to his tormentors, but they could not be heard in the din. "Shoulder Arms!" "Right Face!" "Right shoulder shift Arms!" "Forward March!"
He had his gun and bay'net, and I had only an ax. Fifty of 'em saw it ay, and cheered me when I did it and I'd do it again, him, wouldn't I? I ain't afraid of any body; and I'd have the life of the man who split upon me. That's my maxim, and pass me the liquor You wouldn't turn on a man. I know you. You're an honest feller, and will stand by a feller, and have looked death in the face like a man.
If we could only get another, and a couple of them krises, we should be regular set up if it come to a scrimmage, as it shall, as sure as my name's Peter. We are going to escape somehow; and if anybody stops us it's a fight. We sha'n't be able to throw the spears like these Malay beggars do, but me and Mister Archie can do bay'net practice with them in a way that will open some of their eyes.
"Wouldn't hit be better ter bay'net him?" suggested one of the Rebels, entirely unmoved, as his comrades were, by Jake's piteous pleadings. "Ef we go ter shootin' 'round yere hit'll liekly bring the Yankees right onter us." "I 'spect hit would be better ter take him back a little ways, any way," said the man whom Jake had pursued. "Pick up his gun thar, Eph.
"'Ow abaht an inch or two o' the bay'net to loosen 'is tongue?"
Take your bay'net if you want to finish a fellow off." "Well, I don't," said Pen, laughing. "'Tain't anything to laugh at, comrade." "Yes, it is, when you talk nonsense. Now then, breakfast." "Don't gammon," said the poor fellow feebly. "My head isn't all swimmy now. Beginning to remember. Didn't you carry me down here?" "To be sure, and precious heavy you were!"
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