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Then he set us doin' all sorts of things, carryin' dishes, bringin' his terbaker, and I had to carry water; and finally he made me wipe dishes which a girl was washin'. And such a lot of swearin' you never heard in your life.
Sometimes they're seldomer than a chaw of terbaker in a Sunday school. You can't find one in a whole County. Then, the first thing you know, they're thicker'n fleas on a dog's back. But we won't likely see no rebels to-morrow. There ain't no great passel o' them this side o' Duck River. Still, we'll take our guns along, jest like a man wears a breast-pin on a dark night, because he's used to it."
This time he was in the large majority. All of McCook's men were with him. A general hunt was instituted through the train, and one by one his possessions were recovered and brought back to him. "Thankee, gentlemen; thankee very kindly. Will any o' you gentlemen have a chaw of terbaker? It's all I have to offer you, but it's good."
Klegg did not like the tone nor the manner, but he produced his tobacco, and began prudently clipping off a fair-sized chew for his companion him self. "O, the devil, that ain't no chaw," said the other, pulling the tobacco and knife from his hand. "Don't be stingy with your terbaker, old Hawbuck. You kin git plenty more."
He sliced a strip off clear across the plug, and stuffed it into his mouth. "You don't chaw terbaker. You jest eat it," remonstrated the long-suffering Mr. Klegg. "Here, I'll take some o' that, too," said another soldier on the seat in front, snatching at the knife and tobacco. "No you won't, you sardine," angrily responded the first soldier. "This gentleman's a friend o' mine.
"If he has, I won't rest a minute till I've yanked him up before Gen. Rosecrans and made him take the pledge. Gen. Rosecrans can't afford to have officers around him who drink. 'Tain't right to trust men's lives to 'em." "Say, ole Sorrel-top," said the soldier, turning to ward him, "give us another bite o' that terbaker o' yours, will you?" Mr.
Klegg; "but mebbe the soldier's not had a chance to git any terbaker for a long time." He chewed meditatively for some minutes, and then made another friendly advance toward his seat-partner. "S'pose we'll start purty soon, won't we, stranger?" "The devil you do," responded the other surlily, and sending over a strong whisky breath.
Ther's that New York chap ez bought up them damaged boxes of plug terbaker for fifty dollars a thousand, and sold 'em for foundations for that new building in Sansome Street at a thousand clear profit. It's all luck, Rosey." The girl's eyes had wandered again to the pages of her book. Perhaps she was already familiar with the text of her father's monologue.
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