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Updated: June 4, 2025
It was the first time that he heard no joke or quip flash along the forming line to bring cheers or laughter. "Come, boys," said Si, kindly, "eat your breakfasts. You can't make no coffee nor fry no meat, but you'd better fill up on cold grub. You'll need all you can eat." The mention of something to eat seemed to remind Gid Mackall of his usual appetite.
Miss Mackall broke into a low, hysterical weeping. "Shut up!" said Bela. "Listen to w'at I say." "Let me go! Let me go!" wept the other woman. "I'll scream!" "No, you won't," said Bela coolly. "You not want Gilbert Beattie know you run out at night." "I won't be murdered in cold blood! I won't! I won't!" "Shut up!" said Bela. "I not goin' kill you jus' yet. Not if you do what I want."
"They've sneaked up in the storm to attack the mill," Si called out to Shorty. "Close up and prepare for action." "Goodness," gasped Gid Mackall, much of whose vim had been soaked out of him by the fearful downpour, and who was oppressed by fatigue, hunger, and the dense blackness of the night in the strange woods.
"Here," said Si, sternly, as he came back again. "What's all this row? Why don't you boys fall in 'cordin' to size, as I told you?" "Sargint," protested Harry, "Gid Mackall wants to stand at the head o' the class. I'm older'n him, I can spell him down, and I can throw him in " Si interrupted the appeal by taking Harry by the ear and marching him to his place.
The eager boys had already begun firing, entering into the spirit of the thing with the zest of a Fame of town-ball. Shorty took Gid Mackall and Harry Joslyn down to the cover of some large stones, behind which they could lie and command the approach to the other end of the bridge with their rifles.
Then Harry Joslyn and Gid Mackall, spreading their blankets apart for the first time since they had been in the service, sought rest from their fatigue and forgetfulness of their mutual anger. Si and Shorty kept sternly apart.
Even Monty Scruggs felt that the kink had gone out of his backbone, and the disturbance in his dietetic department had sufficiently subsided to allow him to enjoy a cup of coffee and piece of toasted meat on a hardtack. The Surgeon had reached Gid Mackall, and had put him in comfortable shape.
"What did I ever do to you?" she wailed. "You know," replied Bela grimly. "You tried tak' my man." "How r-ridiculous!" stuttered Miss Mackall. "He isn't yours." "Maybe," returned Bela. "Not yet. But no ot'er woman goin' get him from me." "It isn't my fault if he wants me." "Want you!" cried Bela scornfully. "An old woman! You try catch him lak he a fish!"
Turning these over to Colonel Buford, who commanded the land forces on the fleet, and who came over to shore from the island on a steamer, he joined the forces at Tiptonville. Lieutenant-Colonel Cook, commanding the Twelfth Arkansas, was appointed commandant of the island by General Mackall on the morning of the 7th.
A detachment of cavalry fled as the column came in sight. About nine miles from the landing, General Mackall was found well posted, with infantry, artillery, and cavalry. The leading regiment deployed in line, and General Mackall retired. Twice again he halted in line as if to make a stand, and retreated as the National troops approached.
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