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They're the best things for poor appetites ever invented yet, Major Hairston says, and he ought to know, being over seventy and never having missed taking two a day since he could fix them for himself. After breakfast we talked for a while on the porch, and then I took Father out to show him the town. I wouldn't have taken him out if the day had been hot, but it wasn't hot.
In the dream he fired, but before the smoke could clear so that he might know his luck the sound of the shot changed to clear trumpets, long and wailing. Steve turned on his side. "Reveille! O Gawd!" The men arose, the ranks were formed. No breakfast? Hairston Breckinridge explained the situation. "We're going to breakfast in Winchester, men!
"Des look at Wash, des look at Washington Mayo! Actin' lak he own er co'te house an' er stage line! O my Lawd! wish I wuz er gwine! An dat dar Tullius from Three Oaks he gwine march right behin' de captain, an' Marse Hairston Breckinridge's boy he gwine march right behin' him! Dar de big drum ag'in!" In Dixie land I'll take my stand, To live and die in Dixie! Look away! Look away!
The following were appointed non-commissioned Officers: George Little, Orderly Sergeant; John Snow, Quartermaster Sergeant; John A. Caldwell, Sergeant; A. Coleman Hargrove, Sergeant; Sam Hairston, Sergeant; Wiley G. W. Hester, Sergeant; Horace W. Martin, Sergeant; James L. Miller, Sergeant; Wm. B. Appling, Corporals; Wade Brooks, J. Wick Brown, James Cardwell, Thomas Owen, Alex T. Dearing, Wm.
Hairston Breckinridge spoke, walking in front of his company. "We're waiting for the artillery to get ahead. We're going to turn the enemy's right Shields's division, Kimball commanding. You see that wooded ridge away across there? That's our objective. That's Pritchard's Hill, where all the flags are How many men have they got? Oh, about nine thousand.
It surely wasn't very soldier-like to sleep even upon a sofa the night before marching away! The lieutenants weren't asleep. Hairston Breckinridge had a map spread out upon a bench before the post office, and was demonstrating to an eager dozen the indubitable fact that the big victory would be either at Harper's Ferry or Alexandria.
"Yes, he was killed Hairston Breckinridge was killed, fighting gallantly. He died, they say, before he knew the trap they were caught in. And Christianna's father was killed, and others of the Thunder Run men, and very many from the county and from other counties. I do not know how many. Fauquier called it slaughter, said no worse thing has happened to any single command.
She finished the letters and gave them to Julius. "Let Easter's Jim take them right away, in time for the evening train. Have you seen Miss Unity?" "Yaas, ma'am. Miss Unity am in de flower gyarden wid Marse Hairston Breckinridge. Dey're training roses." "Where is Miss Molly?" "Miss Molly am in er reverence over er big book in de library." The youngest Miss Cary's voice floated in from the hall.
His brother looked after him with troubled eyes, then with a sigh picked up the reins and followed Stafford toward the darkening east. The two going one way, the haggard regiments another, the line that seemed interminable came at last toward its end. The 65th held the rear. There were greetings from many throats, and from Company A a cheer. Hairston Breckinridge, now its captain, came across.
Hairston Breckinridge glanced down at the pressure upon his arm, recognized the hand, and pursued, half aloud, the current of his thought. "I don't believe I'll go back to the university. I don't believe any of us will go back to the university. Hello, Allan!" "I'm for the preservation of the Union," said Allan. "I can't help it. We made it, and we've loved it."
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