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"I'll make you one for nothing," said Frank. "Come, by darn!" exclaimed Seth; "none o' that, now!" "None of what?" "You're a-trying my disposition!" And, indeed, Tucket was visibly moved; there was a tear in his eye a bona fide tear. "I've a good disposition, nat'rally; but I shall git riled ef you say much more. I've got your watch, and that's all right.
Frank shivered with strange sensations as he gazed upon that immense and powerful stronghold of force; trying to realize that, dreaming so quietly there in the sunset, those gilded walls, which seemed those of an ancient city of peace, meant horrible, deadly war. "By hooky!" said Seth Tucket, coming to his side, "that old Fortress Monroe's a stunner ain't she?
Wreaths of vines, beards of moss, trailed their long fringes and graceful drapery from the boughs. The breeze shook down large shining drops, and every bush a soldier touched threw off its dancing shower. "'And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass," remarked Seth Tucket. "Come, none o' your solemncholy poetry to-day," said Jack Winch.
"There's a good time coming, and near, boys! there's a good time coming, and near!" sings out Tucket, holding his head high as he strides along, for he has caught a sight of fires beyond, and the company are now emerging upon a tract of sandy barrens, thinly covered with pines. A road runs through the island. The advance of the column has already taken possession of it.
So Jack, throwing away the stopper, took a cartridge. But his hand shook around the muzzle of the gun so that it was some time before he could insert the charge. He had already dodged behind a tree, the men being allowed to shelter themselves when they could. "Dry ground is scarce as hen's teeth!" remarked Seth Tucket, droll as ever, looking for a good place to stand while he was loading.
The officers of the boat land safely, and reconnoitre. As they are reëmbarking, however, up spring from the tall grass a company of rebels, and flash, flash, goes a volley of musketry. "I wish somebody had took me up on my bet," says Tucket; "'twould have been a dollar in my pocket." "They're off; nobody left behind; nobody hurt, I hope," says Gray, watching the boat.
"Thank ye, boy," said Tucket; indulging him in the ludicrous notion that he was helping his friends. "Much obliged." "Nod tall!" "Bully fellels like youme mushellpitchuthth." "Yes, I understand you. But keep quiet now, and come along with me." So saying, the athletic soldier threw his arm affectionately around Frank, hurried him away to his bunk, and tumbled him into it without much ceremony.
He recognized the voice of his friend Tucket. "It's too bad to leave him here, boys. We must get him to his berth 'fore he's any worse." "Zhue, Sef?" "No, I don' breeve I'm drung; I be bernaliddlewile;" meaning to say he did not believe he was intoxicated, and to express his conviction that he would be better in a little while. Seth repeated his first inquiry. "Izzindee! I kung wong!"
Then the Colonel took to annotating his book at the side with such remarks as, "Enter Saloonio," or "A tucket sounds; enter Saloonio, on the arm of the Prince of Morocco." When there was no reasonable excuse for bringing Saloonio on the stage the Colonel swore that he was concealed behind the arras, or feasting within with the doge. But he got satisfaction at last.
A tucket of trumpets sounded, silvery and thin through the cold grey air: a page came running with his sallete-helmet. 'Why, I will lace it for him, Cicely cried, and ran, pushing away the boy. She laced it under the chin and laughed. 'Now you may kiss my cheek so that I know what it is to be kissed by a man in potlids!
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