d. They now sat together and talked of the regiment as they had formerly sat around the campfire with the other boys and talked of their far-away homes, their fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters and sweethearts.
They had last seen their regiment in the fierce charge from the crest of Snodgrass Hill. The burning questions were who had survived that terrible day? Who had been so badly wounded as to lose his 杭州水磨服务会所 place on the rolls? Who commanded the regiment and the companies? Who filled the non-commissioned offices? What voices that once rang out in command on the drill-ground, in camp and battle, were now silent, and whose would be lifted instead? “I’m af eared the old rijimint will 杭州油压哪家好never fight agin as it did at Stone River and Chickamauga,” said Si mournfully. “Too many good men gone what made the rijimint what it is.”
“Well, I don’t know about that,” said Shorty more hopefully. “They got two mighty good non-commish when they promoted me and you. If they done as well in the rest o’ the promotions, the rijimint is all right. Lord knows I’d willingly give up my stripes to poor Jim Sanders, if he could come back; but I guess I kin yank around a squad as well as he done. This infant class that we’re takin’ down there ain’t up to some o’ 杭州龙凤酒店 the boys that’ve turned up their toes, but they average mighty well,
and after we git some o’ the coltishness drilled out o’ ’em they’ll be a credit to the rijimint.”
The train finally halted on a side-track in the outskirts of Chattanooga, under the gigantic shadow of Lookout 杭州足浴多少钱 Mountain, and in the midst of an ocean of turmoiling activity that made the eyes ache to look upon it, and awed every one, even Si and Shorty, with a sense of incomprehensible immensity. As far as they could see, in every direction, were camps, forts, intrenchments, flags, hordes of men, 杭州好的水疗会所推荐 trains of wagons, herds of cattle, innumerable horses, countless mules, mountains of boxes, barrels and bales. Immediately around them was a wilderness of trains, with noisy locomotives and shouting men. Regiments returning from veteran furlough, or entirely new ones, were 杭州水疗spa会所全套 disembarking with loud cheering, which was answered from the camps on the hillsides. On the river front steamboats were whistling and clanging their bells.
The boys, too much awed for speech, clustered around Si and Shorty and cast anxious glances at their faces.
“Great Jehosephat,杭州洗浴中心陪浴服务 ” murmured Shorty. “They seem to be all here.”
“No,” answered Si, as the cheers of a newly-arrived regiment rang out, “the back townships are still comin’ in.”
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“Where in time do you s’pose the 200th Injianny is in all this freshet of men and mules and bosses?” said Si, with an anxious brow. The look made the boys almost terror-stricken. They huddled together and turned their glances toward Shorty for hope. But Shorty looked as 杭州足疗价格puzzled as Si.
“Possibly,” he suggested to Si, “the conductor will take us further up into the town, where we kin find somebody that we know, who’ll tell