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In the fork of a tree I found a Testament, with the words, 'Charles Durrale, Corporal of Company G, written on the fly-leaf. The guns and the gunners, have disappeared. Some of the latter are now with the column moving in pursuit of the enemy, others are suffering in the hospitals, and still others are resting where the bugle's reveille shall never wake them.
He told her, "I wouldn't have hurt em for anything!" There was a little silence. "Well, good-bye!" he said at last. "Good-bye!" He walked toward the door past the old man, who was scolding at the vanishing figure of the corporal. The captain looked back. She had remained there watching him. At the bugle's order, the troopers standing beside their horses swung briskly into the saddle.
Farewell to the morning drum-beats, taps, roll-calls, drills, marches, battles, and all the other incidents and events of a soldier's life. "The serried ranks, with flags displayed, The bugle's thrilling blast, The charge, the thund'rous cannonade, The din and shout were past." The scattering-out process promptly began after we received our pay and discharges.
On the day alluded to Colonel Rutherford martialed his men by the beating of drums and the bugle's blast; officers headed their companies, regiments formed, with flags flying, then when all was ready the troops were marched to the brow of a hill, or rather half way down the hill, and formed line of battle, there to await the coming of the Georgians.
I'll bet you'll be in it before you are many years older." "I'd like to," glowed the lad. "Ask the boss." "No, he wouldn't want me. There is nothing I could do now, I guess." Further conversation was interrupted by the bugle's song announcing the disbanding of the parade, the right of the line having already reached the circus lot.
George, leaning heavily on Sir Henry's arm, succeeded in gaining the summit: and they looked down from thence, on that wonderful city. They saw the parade dismissed they heard the bugle's fitful blast proclaim the hour of sunset.
There was certainly some hidden motive in his actions, as he had, each time, made an attack on some one connected with the Bugle's business, and the men quickly concluded his intentions had to do with an attempt to stop the Liquor Crusade. Miles Burlock also figured in the case they decided, although how this stranger was mixed up in matters relating to Burlock, and what connection Mrs.
He claimed to be the Wandering Jew, and that But here I fell asleep, for my editorial duties had not been light that day. Judge Hoover was the Bugle's candidate for congress. Having to confer with him, I sought his home early the next morning; and we walked together down town through a little street with which I was unfamiliar. "Did you ever hear of Michob Ader?" I asked him, smiling.
They think for 'emselves, an they steal for 'emselves, an' they never ask what's to do, But they're camped an fed an' they're up an' fed before our bugle's blew. Ho! they ain't no limpin procrastitutes soldier an' sailor too!
But suppose not pathos confined to the "bugle's wailing sound," and the sad subdued bursts of well-modulated military music to the long files of slow-pacing troops with reversed arms, and the riderless steed, vainly caparisoned for the battle, that proclaim the obsequies of a chief.
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