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This ain't." He paused under the daunting compulsion of Mr. Fant's eye. "You've signed on all right," said Mr. Fant. "Your name's John Smith an' you signed on yesterday. You don't want to make any mistake about that, Smith." He spoke as mildly as ever and yet was menacing and terrible. But Goodwin was insistent. "My name's Goodwin," he persisted. "Tom Mowbray drugged me and shoved me on board.
The lecture was absorbing; and absorbed in the book Lucretia still was, when she heard Dalibard's voice behind: he was looking over her shoulder. "A strange selection for so fair a student! En fant, play not with such weapons." "But is this all true?" "True, though scarce a fragment of the truth. The physician was a sorry chemist and a worse philosopher.
I recollect that poor Fant was with as very distinctly, and that he rendered very efficient service after we got to the 'Crater' in ferreting out hidden Federals, who had taken shelter there, and who, for the most part, seemed very loath to leave their biding places. I feel quite confident that Capt.
"Yes, sir," answered Goodwin again, watching him. "Ah!" Mr. Fant shook his head. "Well, you're all right now," he said. "Stick yer head in a bucket an' ye'll be ready to turn to." Mr. Fant had his share in the fame of the Etna; he was a part of her character.
He said nothing: the situation was beyond mere oaths, but wrath surged in him like a flood. Around the for'ard house, walking with measured steps, came Mr. Fant, the mate of the Etna, and accosted him. "Sobered up, have ye?" said Mr. Fant. "Yes, sir," said Goodwin. "That's right," said Mr. Fant, smiling, surveying him with an appearance of gentle interest. "Knock-out drops?" he inquired.
I want to go ashore." Mr. Fant turned to go aft. "You get yer head into a bucket," he counselled. "Hurry up, now. There's work waitin' to be done." "I won't!" shouted Goodwin. "Eh!" Mr. Fant's voice was still mild as he uttered the exclamation, but before Goodwin could repeat himself he had moved. As if some spring in him had been released from tension, the mild and prim Mr.
A good many of the Twenty-third joined in the charge, and Private W.H. Dunlap, Company C, Twenty-third Regiment, now of Columbia, was the first man who got in the "Crater" on the south side. While the men were piled up around the "Crater" Adjutant Fant heard some Alabama soldiers picking out the fine banners within, and he was lucky to get two of them.
By the Princess of Wagram, the marshal's widow, it was, after the Restoration, sold to the trustees of a national subscription which had been established for the purpose of presenting it to the in- fant Duke of Bordeaux, then prospective King of France.
One contract in particular required three thousand northern wintered cattle for the Fort Peck Indian Reservation in northeast Montana. Fant had wintered the cattle with which to fill this contract on his Salt Fork range in the Cherokee Strip. When the cowman cast about for a foreman on starting the herd for Fort Peck, the fact that Abner Taylor was a Texan was sufficient recommendation with Fant.
Adjutant Fant tells an amusing incident of Joe Free, a member of Company B. The Adjutant had gone In the afternoon to the wagon yard to be refreshed after the labors of the day. There was a group of men reciting incidents.
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