The partners started in to rouse their boys. As soon as these were fairly awake they became greatly excited. They had gone to sleep bubbling over with the momentousness of the coming day, and now that day had opened.
FORE:"Here, Pete," continued Shorty, as he broke off some splinters from the rails and started a little fire, "take my canteen and Si's and yours, and run down there and find a spring, and fill 'em, before the others make a rush. Be spry about it, for there'll be a rush there in a minute, and you won't have no chance."
ONE:"Corpril Elliott," Shorty corrected him, mindful of the presence of Sergeant Bob Ramsey.
TWO:Shorty had stopped for an instant to turn over into an easier position the rebel he had shot.But the Psych division knew a lot they weren't supposed to know. Maybe she would even....
"I tell you, you're crazy," said the Deacon with rising indignation. "You can't have that pass for no amount o' money. I'm goin' to see my wounded son.""I'm so glad to hear it," murmured the woman.But the guilt remained, and the guilt demanded."Looks like a political primary just before the vote's called," remarked Shorty. "Better git red rags to tie around their right hands, so's they'll know 'em."
