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His careless deliberation calmed the overwrought nerves of the boys, and when he returned they had their canteens filled, and walked back composedly to the fires, when they suddenly remembered that they were as hungry as Si and Shorty, and fell to work cooking their suppers. "Is that the way with the rebel cavalry?" asked Monty Scruggs, with his mouthful of crackers and meat.
Monty Scruggs asked, at which the other boys laughed, which did not improve Si's temper. It was long, hard work before he got the restless, talkative young fellows so that they would form a fairly straight line, and maintain it for a minute or two. He looked at them, wiped his perspiring brow, and remarked internally: "Well, I thought them was bright boys, that it'd be no trouble to drill.
That's the reason so many o' our letters from home, and the good things they send us, never reach us. He ought to keep a regler directory, same as in the other companies." "Then some o' them smarties found out that Scruggs was stuck on his spouting. Seems that he was the star declaimer in his school.
Monty Scruggs, the incipient lawyer, who was proud of his elocutionary talents, had vociferated at the woods they were passing, "Rienzi's Address to the Romans," "The Last Sigh of the Moor," "Absalom," "The Battle of Waterloo," and similar staples of Friday afternoon recitations.
I ain't ashamed to say so." "Bully for you, Jake," said Monty Scruggs, heartily. "We all feel that way, but hain't the nerve to say so. I wish the Chaplain would come around and open a meeting of thanksgiving and prayer." "I tell you what's the next best thing," suggested Jake Humphreys. "Let Alf Russell sing one of those good old hymns they used to sing in the meetings back at home." "Home!"
"Looks like Judgment morn or the fall of Babylon," muttered the religious-minded Alf Russell, the first to break their awed silence. "Or the destruction of Sennacherib," suggested Monty Scruggs "For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed." "I should say he had a mighty strong breath, Monty," Shorty interrupted.
No language can fittingly describe the way Elder Butts delivered his discourse. The sentences were whined, howled or sung, ending always in the vocal expletive "ah ah." When the elder had finished and sat down, Archie B. was sitting demurely on the platform steps. Then the latest Scruggs baby was brought forward to be baptised. There were already ten in the family.
The wearied boys had nearly all fallen asleep on their blankets. Even the noisy artillery duel had not kept Jim Humphreys awake, and Monty Scruggs and Alf Russell followed his example soon after the firing ceased.
Cap McGillicuddy orders the Orderly-Sarjint, the Orderly-Sarjint orders me, and I command you." "Why, it's worse'n 'The-House-That-Jack-Built," said Monty Scruggs. "Well, you needn't learn all of it," said Si. "It's enough for you to know that I command you. That's the A B C of the business, and all you need know. A man in the army gits into trouble offen by knowin' too much.
My boss, de man dat I b'long to, wuz Ole Man Vol Scruggs. He wuz a race hoss man. He had a colod boy faw evy hoss dem days and a white man faw evy hoss, too. I wuz bawn rite here in Murry. My boss carrid me away frum here. I thought a heap uv him and he though a heap uv me. I'd rub de legs uv dem hosses and rode dem round to gib em excise.
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