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Updated: June 29, 2025
And it's my plaid scarf I'll throw over all, iligant for the Highlanders, and I don't doubt but the drum-major will be conquist to it at my feet afore night and what will Mr. Gilbert say to that? And what matter what he says? I'm not bound to him, especially as he never popped me the question, being so preposterously bashful, as them Englishmen have the misfortune to be.
sounded the shiny horns. ter-loo ter-loo ter-loo Loo-loo-loo ter-loo-loo! gaily whistled the little fifes. Then they all sounded together in a grand crash of music that made all the people happy and excited, and they almost danced on the sidewalk. And all the time the tall Drum-Major kept twirling that baton with the gold knob on it till Jehosophat's eyes most popped out of his head.
The major of the battalion took lessons of French from me while at breakfast, and was sometimes so obliging as to have me join him at the meal. Chevenix was his name. He was stiff as a drum-major and selfish as an Englishman, but a fairly conscientious pupil and a fairly upright man.
Then you go on in a sort of rag-time metre. In the "Coon Drum-Major" style. Besides, you see, the beauty of it is that you administer a wholesome snub to the examiner right away. Makes him sit up at once. Put it down. Lorimer bit off another quarter of an inch of his pen. 'You needn't be an ass, he said shortly.
As all porters pull the gate-cord from their beds, Cerizet would be able to get away at the same time without notice. Powerful in advice, Cerizet was a very incapable hand in action; and, without the robust assistance of Mere Cardinal he could never have lifted what might almost be called the corpse of the former drum-major.
In this manner, sleeping and playing by turns, I managed to pass my time in the black-hole for one whole day and night, by no means unpleasantly; when, about nine o'clock the next morning, I heard the well-known voice of the drum-major asking for me, and desiring that I might be liberated.
Why I hard you just now, when my back was turned, singing like turtle-doves didn't I, Florry? Miss G. Indeed, sir, as to turtle-doves, I'm not sinsible; but Mr. Gilbert requisted of me to be favouring him with a song, which I was complying with, though I'm not used to be singing without my piano. Christy. Miss G. I wonder the drum-major isn't come yet.
Twice more the rifles ring out. The pipes cease their wailing, and there is an expectant silence. The drum-major crooks his little finger, and eight bugles come to the "ready." Then "Last Post," the requiem of every soldier of the King, swells out, sweet and true. The echoes lose themselves among the dripping pines. The chaplain closes his book, takes off his spectacles, and departs.
In the Museum of Madame Tussaud in London there is a wax figure of Loushkin, said to be the tallest man of his time. It measures 8 feet 5 inches, and is dressed in the military uniform of a drum-major of the Imperial Preobrajensky Regiment of Guards. To magnify his height there is a figure of the celebrated dwarf, "General Tom Thumb," in the palm of his hand.
Of all the deformities of nature, the hunchbacks are intellectual in proportion as the handsome men are not. Enquire of the army its opinion on its pre-eminently fine man, the drum-major.
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