There was no need for the concern that all four felt for the moment. The problem was not answered, either by the continued gain in elevation or by the later change of plan. "Yes," she told him, "they are, and it is that makes me think that the fault may be ours. She is so patient with them." So the captain and the first sergeant took up the money and the loose papers, together with a couple of rings from the hands, and wrapping them in a poncho, carried them off to serve as possible means of identification, for it had got beyond all question of features. Then two men moved the bodies from the[Pg 137] trail, with long sticks, and covered them with a pile of stones. Landor found a piece of board by the mouth of the claim and drew on it, with an end of charred stick, a skull and cross bones with a bow and arrow, and stood it up among the stones, in sign to all who might chance to pass thereby that since men had here died at the hands of the Apaches, other men might yet meet a like fate. [16] By the time the second round was fired the "deadening" was clear of all the rebels but those who had been struck. The others were re-forming on the knoll beyond, and a field-piece was hurried up to their assistance, which threw a shell over at the line. "Just a note from the Sergeant of the Guard about an Orderly," answered the clerk. "Sich ignorance," groaned Si. "Can't they read? Don't they git the papers?" Specification III.—That said Corp'l William L. Elliott, Co. Q, 200th Ind. Vol. Inf., did insult with many opprobrious words, the said Adolph Steigermeyer, Second Corps, U. S. Engr's, his superior officer, in the presence of many enlisted men, in violation of the 6th Article of War and of the discipline of the Armies of the United States. This on the march of the army from Dalton, Ga., to Calhoun, Ga., and on the 16th day of May, 1864. Dodd frowned. "But some of them have escaped." "Let's go away," she whispered, half nervously and half angrily, "I hate standing here." Naomi felt bored and sick; twice she yawned, and she stretched her tired shoulders under her dress. At last Reuben noticed her discomfort. Chapter 9 "Ah, that's it. Your reason mightn't be my reason." "Oh, Stephen," she said, "how I wished you would return—for our child is dying!" "No," said Holgrave. "Now you speak of the boy, I will not leave this place. Let him live and toil, and suffer, and——" HoME亚洲骑妹妹
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