Crisis, the — Volume 05 by Winston Churchill
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orders while his troopers dragged the canvas from the wagons, and
staggered under it to the line. Alas! that the girls were there! The Captain lost his temper, his troopers, perspiring over Gordian knots in the ropes, uttered strange soldier oaths, while the mad wind which blew that day played a hundred pranks. To the discomfiture of the young ladies, Colonel Carvel pulled his goatee and guffawed. Virginia was for moving away. "How mean, Pa," she said indignantly. "How car, you expect them to do it right the first day, and in this wind?" "Oh! Jinny, look at Maurice!" exclaimed Maude, giggling. "He is pulled over on his head." The Colonel roared. And the gentlemen and ladies who were standing by laughed, too. Virginia did not laugh. It was all too serious for her. "You will see that they can fight," she said. "They can beat the Yankees and Dutch." This speech made the Colonel glance around him: Then he smiled,--in response to other smiles. "My dear," he said, "you must remember that this is a peaceable camp of instruction of the state militia. There fly the Stars and Stripes from the general's tent. Do you see that they are above the state flag? Jinny; you forget yourself." Jinny stamped her foot |
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