The Martial Adventures of Henry and Me by William Allen White
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"Come on! Let's go to the abri!"
So we went back--me holding those khaki trousers up by sheer force of will and both hands! He had some trouble lighting his cigarette and was irritated for a second at his inconvenience "Oh, yes," answered the Eager Soul to our enquiring eyes. "Mrs. Chessman--this is practically her hospital" He was a rare bird; this American going on a big drunk on water Henry puffed on his dreadnaught pipe and left the lady from Oklahoma City to me And he sat cross-legged As we sat in the car he came down the street beating a snare drum They were standing on the running board all this time with the train going forty miles an hour "What part of the States do you Canadians come from?" He told us what happened impersonally as one who is listening to another man's story in his own mouth A fat man can't wear the modern American army uniform without looking like a sack of meal |
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