The Minute Boys of the Mohawk Valley by James Otis
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"Not above two miles, sir." "Then we shall remain here, unless matters get beyond my control, until having heard the signal." Having made this, to me, odd remark, the commander disappeared from view inside the shelter of boughs, and Sergeant Corney led me a dozen yards or more from what might by courtesy have been called "headquarters," when he halted to say, gravely: "It appears that things are not just as they should be in this camp, lad." "How do you mean?" I asked, in surprise. "You heard what the general said?" "Ay." "Well, who of his men are making the trouble?" Before I could so much as make a guess at the proper answer, I must needs be told that there was trouble, for, through having failed to understand exactly what the commander meant, I had not suspected that there was anything serious brewing. But Sergeant Corney, experienced as he was in such matters, seemed to know as if he had been informed in so many words that insubordination was rife in the camp, and at a time when it was in the highest degree necessary the men should move in harmony. Since I could not even so much as hazard a guess, the old man, forgetting |
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