TWO:He warmed some water, and tenderly as he could command his strong, stubby hands, washed Si's face, hands and feet, and combed his hair. The overworked hospital attendants had had no time for this much-needed ministration. It was all that they could do to get the wounded under some sort of shelter, to dress their wounds, and prepare food. No well man could be spared from the trenches for hospital service, for the sadly-diminished Army of the Cumberland needed every man who could carry a musket to man the long lines to repel the constantly-threatened assaults."But what're you goin' to do with the gang?" Groundhog inquired.
"Very well, mum. Knowed him almost as well as if he was my own brother.""Give him a wad, Si," said Shorty, reloading his own gun. "We haint no time to lose. They need us over there.""Attention, 200th Indiana," shouted Capt. McGillicuddy. "Dress on the colors. Fix bayonets." When beat the drums at dead of night,"Si," said Shorty, "didn't you say that it was a squad o' the Maumee Muskrats in the mill, and that we wuz goin' to relieve 'em."