THREE:"What'll we do now?" he called out to the others in his boyish treble. "I can't git these plugs out of a walk. If we go ahead the fire'll bust the ammunition, and send us all sky-huntin'. If we stop here them rebels 'll git us, sure."
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THREE:"Come, boys, fall in here."And remember those servants, friends. Maybe the greenies like their life, too. It's their world and their metalthey have a right to help send it along.
THREE:"What'll happen if they shoot the head-light out?"
THREE:"Great Jehosephat," gasped Shorty, "was that Gen. Tecumseh Sherman?"