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"They do not! When a scout's round the house like you are, helping his mother, perhaps, he puts on an apron if he's smart. Remember that thrifty law? Well, a boy mustn't ruin his clothes. Out on the hike, of course, where there aren't any aprons, he generally uses a piece of sacking especially when he's washing dishes."
A gleam of intelligence was in the scout's eyes. It was a time when there was much professional jealousy rife in the various branches of the service, and he had been cleverly induced to fancy that here was a case in point.
"Macgreg, him go," declared one of the Haussas, Macgreg being the name by which the Rhodesian was known to the black troops. Wilmshurst was astonished. He had heard nothing of the scout's movements, yet the sentry, fifty yards away, had declared quite blandly that MacGregor had passed the outlying post. "How do you know that, Brass Pot?" asked the subaltern.
Nevertheless with the same quiet courage which had ever been the great scout's strong reliance, he struck out for the Ohio River. Through the deep forests, over the high crags and rocks, across the creeks and following the courses of the river, by day and by night, he forced his tireless way. Success crowned his efforts at last, and he gained the shores of the Ohio.
The scout's blood was up now, and she knew quite well that he would shoot the villains as fast as they showed themselves. Ten minutes passed by, and no one showed up. Charlie was waiting patiently, however. He was confident that one of the outlaws would want to get out to see what had happened to the fellow that followed in pursuit of the escaping girl.
Now it was the scout's turn to hang, breathless, upon the interrogation as he too jumped to his feet. "Because oh! because I'd be be ever so much more comfortable without him enjoy myself more." Pem caught her breath wildly. "Then 'twill be A. W. O. L. for him! ... A. W. O. L. for him if I perish for it!" "What what does that mean?" "Absent With-Out Leave, as they set it down in the Army!"
Solomon returned with a great and growing influence among the common soldiers. He had spent a week in Newport and many of his comrades had reached the camp of Washington in advance of the scout's arrival. When Solomon a worn and ragged veteran gained the foot of the Highlands, late in October, he learned to his joy that Stony Point and King's Ferry had been abandoned by the British.
"Don't offend him by refusing, Paul; he means well, and perhaps you can buy something with it that will serve as a reminder," said the doctor, always trying to avoid hurting other people's feelings. "Why, sure, what's to hinder you buying your scout's uniform with it?" declared William at this juncture.
All dry vegetation was buried beneath the deep snow, and everywhere they saw this white-robed creature of the prairie coming down to the woods. Now the air was full of the wolf and coyote game call, and they were seen in great numbers upon the ice. "See, see! the hungry wolves are dragging the carcasses away! Harken to the war-cries of the scout's Shunka!
He expected every instant to hear the crack of some Northern scout's rifle and his shout of alarm, but the incredible not only happened it kept on happening. There was not a single Northern skirmisher in the bushes. The only sounds that came from their camp to the Southern scouts were the clatter of dishes and the laughter of youths who knew that no danger was near.
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