In Barracks and Wigwam — page 92: what you’re looking at

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cae, CHAPTER XIII. WHAT THE TROOPERS FOUND. Out through the main gate of the fort, past the saluting Se riries, dashed Troop A—by long odds the finest and eek disciplined troop of that regiment of horse, the Sev- : -enth Cavalry. Swiftly had the call to service been 2 ~ obeyed, and now the men went pounding rapidly over the plain in the direction of the town of Chamberlain, their repeating rifles and Colt’s revolvers glistening under _ the starry. sky. - with the Indians, most likely, from what I heard this _ evening. If this was another troop, or if it was com- “T wonder what’s up?” said Linn, to himself. “A row : manded by any officer but Captain Norman, I might stand - a chance of getting special mention—and that would mean promotion. But as things are now, I can’t even hope. aie s hard luck.” “Don’t look so blue, Osborne,” whispered Private OReilly. who divined what was passing in the lad’s mind. * “There’s a row ahead of us, and if you distinguish your- ‘t. paren > - : a come home ina fit of anger, and he and his braves are ae do you suppose is the trouble? Indians: 539 | self it’s the major or the colonel who will hear of it—in spite of Captain Norman.” _ “Do you think so?” said Linn, brightening up. “And _“That’s about it, Osborne,” was the reply. “Not that : ht will be much of a row, though. Gray Fox has likely. 7 _ trying to carry things with a high hand in ties aE | They'll wilt at the first ent of our blue-coats- are eo ame ie AI crsoiecon - < ee yO Et, YW eT e, CA ce ea Sy sand Y Rae a, Pog Meee y.