recrooted

Updated: June 29, 2025

""Which thar's about thirty minutes last evenin'," says my serjeant, "when I shorely thinks they're recrooted in hell," an' my serjeant shakes his head. "'While I'm linin' up my battery mighty discontented an' disgruntled, an orderly pulls my sleeve. ""Look thar, Major!" he says. "'I turns, an' thar over on our right, all alone, goes Captain Edson an' his lancers.

Alfred Henry Lewis - Wolfville Nights