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There Herman Dodley prepared another telegraphic report for General Shafter, that aroused that irascible warrior to profanity, and resulted in the speedy transference of his offending aide to New Orleans on recruiting service. So our hero was at length fairly started on his momentous mission, with its secret yet undivulged.
"If it were not for the presence of ladies, I would call you to account for that remark," muttered Dodley. "As it is, I shall not forget it. Ladies, I have the honor to wish you a very good-morning." With this the speaker, who had not dismounted, turned his horse's head and rode away.
The sight of Ike, however, made me forget the looks of Mrs Dodley, and I was soon busy with him in the stable that is to say, I held the lantern while he harnessed "Basket," the great gaunt old horse whom I had so nicknamed on account of the way in which his ribs stuck out through his skin. "You don't give him enough to eat, Ike," I said. "Not give him enough to eat!" he replied.
Major Dodley reported in New Orleans that you had been placed under arrest for desertion of course no one who knew you believed that for a moment but had escaped and run away. Your father was so furious that he gave the Major a horse-whipping in front of the St. Charles, and made him take back every word.
"That's a great scheme," replied Ridge, with a sorrowful little smile, "but I am afraid it wouldn't work, and so there is nothing left for me but submission to the inevitable. I do hate to go with Dodley, though." Just here Ensign Comly appeared on the scene with his brother, whom he was bidding farewell. "I say, Comly!" cried Rollo, who knew him, "why can't you set my friend Norris here ashore?
It seemed that he had been a widower for many years, and Mrs Dodley, the housekeeper and general servant all in one, confided to me one day that "Missus's" bonnets and shawls and gowns were all hanging up in their places just as they had been left by Mrs Brownsmith.
"Is Dodley going into the army?" "Yes. He is to be a major." "And would you help to send such a man to the Legislature?" "If you wanted to be a lieutenant badly enough to have me do so, I would." "Father, you know I wouldn't have you do such a thing even to make me President of the United States!" "Yes, son, I know it." And the two, gazing into each other's eyes, understood each other perfectly.
Mr Solomon heard it, but he said nothing as we went on, while I felt very low-spirited again, and was thinking whether I had not better give up learning how to grow fruit and go back to Old Brownsmith, and Ike, and Shock, and Mrs Dodley, when my new guide said to me kindly: "Don't you take any notice of them, my lad." "Them?" I said in dismay. "Yes, there's a pair of 'em nice pair too.
He won't do nothing." Ike was right, for the matter was soon forgotten, and Mrs Dodley his housekeeper used the pillow-case as a bag for clothes-pegs. Those were bright and pleasant days, for though now and then some trouble came like a cloud over my life there was more often plenty of sunshine to clear that cloud away.
Then there was a sense as of resentment as I thought of how calmly everybody seemed to take my departure, making me think that I had done nothing to win people's liking, and that I must be a very unpleasant, disagreeable kind of lad, since, with the exception of Mrs Dodley and the cat, nobody seemed to care whether I went away or stayed.
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