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Before withdrawing he begged pardon again, this time for the short notice he was compelled to give a concession apparently to Miss Conklin's appearance and encouraging smiles. "Oh, pappa!" cried Loo, as he disappeared, "why didn't you ask him to have some dinner? He jest looked splendid, and that uniform's too lovely." The Elder made no answer.
But, added she, it was the uniform's fault; all the lads who donned the uniform became sad dolts. The fact is, his change of life had quite muddled Zephyrin, who, with his staring round eyes and solemn swagger, looked like a goose.
"It's a novelty thing, and you can wear whatever you please," answered Mary. "How about all going as a troop? We would advertise the scouts, and it's lovely and cool now after that shower." "Oh, that would be splendid!" enthused Mary. "Since all the war work has moved off the earth nothing seems to have really taken the uniform's place. And as you say, it will be wonderfully cool to-night."
She had an over-supply of cockroaches, but this is also the rule with ships doing business in the summer seas at least such as have been long in service. Our young captain was a very handsome man, tall and perfectly formed, the very figure to show up a smart uniform's finest effects. He was a man of the best intentions and was polite and courteous even to courtliness.
She had an over-supply of cockroaches, but this is also the rule with ships doing business in the summer seas at least such as have been long in service. Our young captain was a very handsome man, tall and perfectly formed, the very figure to show up a smart uniform's best effects. He was a man of the best intentions and was polite and courteous even to courtliness.
But while, after giving vent to her feelings, she stood there with a smile on her face, thinking that she knew one who would have been quite as capable as Van Spyck of such an exploit the man, namely, who was then standing behind her to him the picture had become a hateful thing; and he could have shot Van Spyck through the heart for his uniform's sake.
Within the parlour there were explanations, ejaculations, questions, and answers. "So short a furlough when we have not seen you for almost a year! Never mind of course, you must get back. We'll have a little party for you to-morrow night. Oh, how brown you are, and your uniform's so ragged! Never mind we've got a bolt of Confederate cloth and Johnny Bates shall come out to-morrow.... All well.
"A chap who doesn't do his bit at a time like this is just a skunk, that's all; and I made up my mind that I would learn what a private soldier's life was like before I took a commission." "Well, you know now," said Tom, "and you will be an officer soon, I expect." "My uniform's ordered," said Penrose. Tom was silent for some time.
"I haven't my robes with me, and not even a decent suit of clothes." "Don't ye worry about yer robes an' clothes. The uniform's all right on parade, an' starched collars, an' sich like, but the b'ys'll take it better if they see ye in yer rough togs. They'll feel yer one of themselves. I'll trim yer hair an' whiskers a bit, so ye won't look too savage, an' frighten 'em away."
"Come on, then, gen'lemen. You'll get a bit wet, but there's a long climb arterwards up the hot rocks in the sunshine, and you'll be 'most dry 'fore you get home." "Oh, never mind the water," cried the middy. "My uniform's spoilt. I'm ready to do anything to get out of here." "Will you go first, sir?" cried Tom Bodger. "No, you found the way in," was the reply, "so lead the way out." "Right, sir.
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