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His forces, and those of Marshal Stonewall Cogswell, were on the march but as yet their main bodies had not come in contact. Save for skirmishes between cavalry units, there had been no action. The ruined farm house had been a victim of an earlier fracas in this reservation which had seen in its comparatively brief time more combat than Belgium, that cockpit of Europe.
"Suppose you didn't know I was born into Category Mining?" "No, sir." "Well, I was. But even as a boy this new industrial revolution was cutting the number of employees involved in the category each year that went by." "That's happened in every field, sir. Including my original one." Joe Mauser was thinking, so what? "Of course," Cogswell rapped. "My objection is what happened to the union.
Something thin, white, glancing, shot at Berne. He ducked, escaping the ball by a smaller margin than appeared good for his confidence. He spoke low to the Rube, and what he said was probably not flavored with the milk of friendly sweetness. "Wild! What'd you look for?" called out Cogswell scornfully. "He's from the woods!"
Then he lowered his glass and swept the assembled officers of his staff with an indignant glare. "Ten Eyck!" he grunted. An infantry colonel came to attention. "Yes, sir." Cogswell said heavily, deliberately. "Under a white flag. A dispatch to Baron Haer. My compliments and request for his terms. While you're at it, my compliments also to Captain Joseph Mauser." Zwerdling was bug-eyeing him.
Balt Haer finished for him, amusement in his voice. "That's what I'm gambling on," Joe said evenly. The younger Haer grinned at his father superciliously. "So our captain says he will defeat Stonewall Cogswell in return for you sponsoring his becoming a member of the nation's elite." "Good Heavens, is the supposed cream of the nation now selected on no higher a level than this?"
In battles past, it had become a tradition that Haer's morale was worth a thousand men; the energy he expended was the despair of his doctors who had been warning him for a decade. But now, something was missing. A forefinger traced over the military chart before them. "So far as we know, Marshal Cogswell has established his command here in Saugerties. Anybody have any suggestions as to why?"
The number of librarians who have united great learning to a love of books, is the best practical answer to all sneers about the two being incompatible. Nor, while we count among us such names as Panizzi, Birch, Halkett, Naudet, Laing, Cogswell, Jones, Pertz, and Todd, is the race of learned librarians likely to decay.
"Be you yet alive? I have been infinitely distressed for you; but I hope it is now as safe with you as glorious. Doctor Jim Cogswell has left the army. A few days ago I received a letter from him. 'I doubt not, he says, 'you have most sensible pleasure in the applauses bestowed on our friend Burr; when I hear of his gallant behaviour, I feel exquisite delight.
The marshal frowned, as though unhappy and possibly surprised at Joe's words, however, he sat down again and repeated his question by merely looking at the other. "No, sir, I'm free," Joe said. "However, frankly, I wasn't looking for a commission right at this time." Cogswell stared at him.
Mauser was a good junior officer and they'd been through half a dozen fracases together over the years, not always on the same side. "Why not?" Cogswell barked. "Are you convalescing, major? Surely you didn't manage to cop one in that last farce?" "Personal reasons, sir." "Very well," Cogswell growled. "However, I'm going to attempt to sway you, major.
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