FORE:No matter what Norma had told him, death was what he wanted.
FORE:
FORE:"Nary a pie. If I ketch a boy eatin' a pie after we cross the river I'll buck-and-gag him. Stick to plain hardtack and pork. You'll git to like it better'n cake by and by. I eat it right along in preference to the finest cake ever baked.""Hold your fire till we are across," shouted the Colonel. "ForwardGuide centerDouble-quickMarch!"
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THREE:"Look into this matter. If the Surgeon thinks they can be moved, have furloughs and transportation made out for them and the father. Good-by, Mr. Klegg. Take good care of those boys, and send them back to me as soon as they are well.""Say, my friend," said the officer, "who brought that cow in?"
