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FORE: But trust Him for His grace.

FORE:"Major," said Lieut. Bowersox, coming in, "I understand that two of my men were brought in here wounded. The report which was sent North this morning gave them as killed. If you have them here I want to correct it and save their people sorrow."

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FORE:"You can go," said Lieut. Bowersox to the Lieutenant. "Sergeant, bring in Orderly-Sergeant Jacob Whitelaw.""Well, what is it?" Shorty called back, crustily.

FORE:"There's a h��l's mint of deviling, tormenting rebel cavalry out there beyond the hills," they called out to the regiment. "drop onto 'em, and mash 'em. We'll be out there to help, if you need it."

FORE:"Of course, our rijimint's goin' too��goin' to have the advance," Si said to Shorty, more than anything else to quiet a little disturbing fear that would creep in. "They wouldn't leave it behind to guard one o' these mud-piles they call forts, would they?"

FORE:"What, a thousand?"

FORE:"There's the 'assembly' now," said Si, as the first streak of dawn on the mountain-top was greeted by the bugler at the 200th Ind.'s Headquarters, filling the chill air with stirring notes."Well, ain't you goin' to shake hands with me? What are you mad about?"

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