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He replied, "Shipp, to be candid with you, I admire your proper spirit in not begging the situation, nor does your commanding officer think the worse of you for it: you will immediately move into the sergeant-major's bungalow, and assume the duties of that office. I need not, I am sure, inform you what they are." On the following morning I moved into my new house, and published my own appointment.
It couldn't do me any harm." "Did you see its face?" inquired Mrs. Ward, nervously. Mr. Farrer shook his head. "What sort of a body had it got?" said her daughter. "So far as I could see, very good," said Mr. Farrer. "Very good figure not tall, but well made." An incredible suspicion that had been forming in the sergeant-major's mind began to take shape.
How Officers managed to rear a healthy and promising family upon less than a pound a week: how The General's own granddaughters "made six shillings a week do" for their personal support, for months, because their Corps could not afford more: how the Sergeant-Major's wife did her washing during the night "before Self-Denial Week came on," so as to be able to stand all day long outside the station, in the cold, collecting: how widow Weak "keeps up her cartridges"; that is to say, goes on giving the Corps a regular subscription of sixpence a week since her husband's death, as before, "lest the Corps should go down."
From time to time our tasks were interrupted by the notes of a bugle or the shrilling of the Sergeant-Major's whistle demanding our presence for an intake of new patients. A party of orderlies was wanted to go to the railway-station to help to remove stretcher-cases from the ambulance train.
"Then the Sergeant-Major's turn came. He didn't come out our way. Judging by the roaring, Old Pepper must have eaten him. "When the door opened, and the General beckoned to me, my knees started to play Home, Sweet Home against each other. "My interview was very short. "Old Pepper glared at me when I entered, and then let loose. "'Of course you don't know anything about it.
Now if you shake a leg and somebody doesn't get in ahead of you, you'll be in Paris before you know it." "That's damn decent of you to come and tell me." "Here's your application," said Walters, drawing a paper out of his pocket. "Take it to the colonel; get him to O. K. it and then rush it up to the sergeant-major's office yourself. They are making out travel orders now. So long."
Moreover he was rather proud of having won such a beautiful girl; he enjoyed seeing the sergeant-major's envious eyes; and finally he said he would take him to Grundmann's the following Monday. Grundmann was the name of the landlord of the tavern in which Albina was barmaid; and as on Monday business there was at its slackest, they might hope to exchange a few quiet words with the girl.
Back in the Battery the telephone wires ran into a dug-out that was the brain-centre of the guns, and from here the Forward Officer's directions emerged and were translated to the gunners through the Battery Commander and the Battery Sergeant-Major's megaphone.
According to the sergeant-major's version, and who could venture to contradict him? "L'Homme Rouge" was not the confidential adviser and friendly counsellor of the Emperor; but, on the contrary, his evil genius, perpetually employed in thwarting his plans and opposing his views. Each seemed to have his hour of triumph alternately. Now it was the Bed Man, now Napoleon, who stood in the ascendant.
The girl departed, taking with her the money; and five years later Cobbett obtained his discharge. On reaching London, he made haste to call upon the sergeant-major's daughter. Admiration of her conduct was now added to love of her person, and Cobbett shortly after married the girl, who proved an excellent wife.
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