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Updated: May 20, 2025
Julius walled his eyes at his tormentor and ran for the body. It happened to be the sleeping form of a tired guard who had been up three nights. The negro grabbed his legs and rushed toward the lights and the trenches. He had almost reached the grave when the corpse gave a vicious kick and yelled: "Here what'ell!" Julius didn't stop to look or to answer. What he felt in his hands was enough.
She crouched low and fixed the light's ray slowly on the bag that her hand might not err the slightest in its touch. She laid her bony fingers on it with a slow, imperceptible movement, held them there a moment and moved the bag the slightest bit to test the sleeper's wakefulness. To her surprise he stirred instantly. "What'ell!" he growled sleepily.
To do this she would give all without reservation pride must be cast to the winds. Her voice suddenly changed to tears. "Oh, Jim, you do love me, don't you?" His body slowly relaxed, his eyes shifted, and he shrugged his square shoulders. "What'ell did I marry you for?" "Tell me do you?" she demanded. "You know that I love you. What do you ask me such a fool question for?
From the darkness of the hall, in a quick, tiger leap, Ella threw herself on him and grappled for his throat. "What are you doing at that door, you dirty thief?" she growled. "Here! Here! What'ell what's the matter with you?" he gasped, gripping her hands and tearing them from his neck. "I'm no thief!" "You are! You are, too!" she shrieked.
The men glanced uneasily toward the woods but could see nothing. "What'ell ye reckon that means?" "What ails the poor birds?" "And the rabbits?" They were not long in doubt. The sudden shrill note of a bugle rang from the woods and Jackson's yelling grey lines of death swept down on their unprotected rear. The first regiments in sight were blown into atoms and driven as chaff before a whirlwind.
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