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Updated: June 16, 2025
There was no moon up, but the starlight was bright and how big and glowing the stars are in the tropics! Marching at an easy route step over the firm, white road, it did not take the returning detachment more than twenty minutes to cover the distance to Fort Franklin. "Halt your prisoners here, Corporal, and watch 'em until Captain Cortland gives his orders about them," directed Hal.
During this discussion the two youngest officers of all, Lieutenants Prescott and Holmes, sat listening intently, and looking from face to face, though neither ventured any opinions. As "youngsters" it was their place to wait until they were asked to speak. So notable, in fact, did their silence become that at last Captain Cortland remarked: "Mr. Prescott, Mr.
He ``did things, and from that day to this I have most admired the men who ``do things. Yet another of these personages was the principal of Cortland Academy. As I saw him addressing his students, or sitting in the midst of them observing with a telescope the satellites of Jupiter, I was overawed. A sense of my littleness overcame me, and I hardly dared think of aspiring to duties so exalted.
Stages for the north originally started from Cortland Street; later the starting point was moved up to Broadway and Twenty-first Street, and as other means of conveyance improved and multiplied, the point for starting was moved north and further north until finally the railroad was finished through to Albany and the stage coach was a reminiscence of bygone times.
"And Jones is as honest, capable and energetic a man as we have in C Company," spoke up Captain Freeman, in defense of his sergeant. "Have there been any visitors at the guard house this morning, Ray?" demanded Captain Cortland. "Especially, any native visitors?" "Yes, sir; so Sergeant Jones informs me.
"Because, if you do, I'm satisfied that you're doing the sergeant an injustice." "I don't suspect your sergeant, Freeman. I am more to blame than any one else, for having allowed the old rule of my predecessor here to remain in force. Quite a group of natives came, eh, Ray?" "Seven or eight of them, sir." "Exactly," nodded Cortland, "and this wretched little half-price native was one of them.
Cortland L. Myers of Tremont Temple, Boston, in his sermon told of an incident of an old colored woman who had worked hard and saved up three hundred dollars in order that she might not at the end be buried in the paupers' field, but when she read that the United States wanted money, took all she had and carried it to the bank to the agent.
Nor did Ray keep his brother officers waiting more than a moment. Then his brisk step was heard on the shell road outside, followed by his sudden entrance into the office. But behind him came two soldiers of the guard, dragging between them an insignificant-looking little Filipino who seemed thoroughly terror stricken. "How's Tomba this morning, Ray?" inquired Captain Cortland, wheeling about.
Edwards had fallen back once more, lying with his eyes closed. The hospital steward, one hand on the wounded one's pulse, looked at Captain Cortland and shook his head. "Mr. Edwards," called the captain. There was no answer. "Is he dead?" asked the post commander in a low voice. "No, sir, but he is unconscious and there's only a feeble flutter at the pulse."
"I can walk but give me your arm," gasped the wounded man. "Take me to your commanding officer!" Hal started, but had not far to go, for Captain Cortland was coming forward on the run. "Take that man to the porch of barracks," called the captain, whose eye, practised in wounds, saw much. "Don't make him walk far." Kelly sprang to Hal's aid.
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