<000005>The rebel whirled his horse about, fired his carbine into the air, and sped back to his friends, while the squad rushed forward and took position behind trees. The rebels came plunging on.
"Did they have flint-locks or caps?"CHAPTER XI. SHORTY RUNS HEADQUARTERS
ONE: move rite off. i no tha need me bad in the kumpany, for thaBut Pete still stood rigid and unhearing, clutching his gun with a desperate grip, and glaring with bulging, unmoving eyes across the plain.
"Why, what's the matter with that old coat?" asked Pete in an injured tone, astonished at Shorty's vehemence. Where furious Frank and fiery Hun"What are you foolin' with the ole hayseed for?" said another teamster, coming up behind Groundhog. "Slap the old hawbuck over, snatch up the kittle and run with it. I'll do it if you don't."