. The blue and the gray, or, The Civil War as seen by a boy : a story of patriotism and adventure in our war for the Union . CAPITOL AT RICHMOND. The boys face flushed with wounded pride, as he answeredscornfully: We call our old servants uncle and aunt. He is an oldcolored man, and lives on this side of the river—one of our oldslaves, whom my father freed. Well send you to the guard-house until more is knownabout you, was the stern retort. The boy was removed to the guard-house. To Ralph he 66 RALPH LIKES THE BOY. was an object of much interest. His sympathies went out to him and he longed to
. The blue and the gray, or, The Civil War as seen by a boy : a story of patriotism and adventure in our war for the Union . CAPITOL AT RICHMOND. The boys face flushed with wounded pride, as he answeredscornfully: We call our old servants uncle and aunt. He is an oldcolored man, and lives on this side of the river—one of our oldslaves, whom my father freed. Well send you to the guard-house until more is knownabout you, was the stern retort. The boy was removed to the guard-house. To Ralph he 66 RALPH LIKES THE BOY. was an object of much interest. His sympathies went out to him and he longed to say something comfort- invited TO camp *n&* ^nc* so wnen ^ came his turn to act as corporal of the guard, with the abrupt frank-ness of youth, he blurted out: What were you doing over here the other night?. REJOICING. I have given an account of myself to your superiors. Dont be so lofty. I dont mean to be inquisitive, but Ithought you might like to know that I am awful sorry I broughtyou into this trouble. The boys face softened. I dont know as you could do anything else under the A QUARREL. 67 circumstances. I suppose, in fact, I know, Id have done just asyou did. Perhaps worse, he muttered. I might have shotyou. Then you dont hold any grudge against me? Well, I cant pretend that Im grateful to you for mydetention in this hole, but I cant blame you, either. Were you really going to see the old slave you told thecolonel about? An indescribable expression flitted across the boys said so once. My word is usually taken, where I am do you ask? Oh, from curiosity, I suppose. You look too young to bevery dangerous. g Im as old as you are. You look too young to be carry-ing arms against your countrymen. Oh, Im going to help put down this rebellion. A hard job youve selected
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