. Adventures and reminiscences of a volunteer, or A drummer boy from Maine . rtful which he had so kindly given meafter I had robbed him. It would liehten the loadand I could return for the balance next day. I hadjust started to dig, when I looked up and saw himdriving back as hard as he could drive, Say,young fellow, I—I—I, in a wild, excited manner,reigning his mules up with a jerk and a Whoa,thar, loud enough to be heard in Petersburg, I—Ithought Id drive back and dig up that darned be a great curiosity. When I get home I canshow the folks the dangerous position I was placedin wh
. Adventures and reminiscences of a volunteer, or A drummer boy from Maine . rtful which he had so kindly given meafter I had robbed him. It would liehten the loadand I could return for the balance next day. I hadjust started to dig, when I looked up and saw himdriving back as hard as he could drive, Say,young fellow, I—I—I, in a wild, excited manner,reigning his mules up with a jerk and a Whoa,thar, loud enough to be heard in Petersburg, I—Ithought Id drive back and dig up that darned be a great curiosity. When I get home I canshow the folks the dangerous position I was placedin while distributing these things. I didnt stop to hear any more, but hurried awaywith my shirtful. I ran hard and fast, and didntdare to turn and look round. The shells began towhiz pretty thickly just at this time, and I prayed andhoped that the old man would get scared and not digfor that shell, for I wanted the boys to have it. 54 THE DRUMMER BOY FROM MAINE. This was on theday fixed for the greatmine explosion, everysoldier on the entireline was waiting with .vX ^(%.
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