Si Klegg: Si and Shorty meet MrRosenbaum, the spy, who relates his adventures . ck and fulfilling his long-delayed purposeof thrashing Groundhog, but on reflection thisscarcely commended itself as a fitting prelude. He heard voices approaching—one sympatheticand encouraging, the other weak, pain-breathing, al-most despairing. He looked out and saw the Chap-lain helping back to the hospital a sick man who hadover-estimated his strength and tried to reach hiscompany. The man sat down on a rock, in utterexhaustion. Shorty thrust the letter back into his blouse-pocket, sprang forward, picked the m
Si Klegg: Si and Shorty meet MrRosenbaum, the spy, who relates his adventures . ck and fulfilling his long-delayed purposeof thrashing Groundhog, but on reflection thisscarcely commended itself as a fitting prelude. He heard voices approaching—one sympatheticand encouraging, the other weak, pain-breathing, al-most despairing. He looked out and saw the Chap-lain helping back to the hospital a sick man who hadover-estimated his strength and tried to reach hiscompany. The man sat down on a rock, in utterexhaustion. Shorty thrust the letter back into his blouse-pocket, sprang forward, picked the man up in hisstrong arms, and carried him bodily to the taxed his strength to the utmost, but it soberedhim and cleared his brain. He returned to his covert, took out his letter, andagain scanned its exterior carefully. He actuallyfeared to open it, but at last drew his knife and care-fully slit one side. He unfolded the inclosure as 160 SI KLEGG. carefully as if it had been a rare flower, and withpalpitating heart slowly spelled out the words, oneafter another:. SHORTY READING THE LETTER. Bad Ax, Wisconsin, April the Twenty-First, 1863. Mister Daniel Elliott, Company Q, 200th Indiana Volunteer Infantry. Respected Sir: I taik my pen in hand toe inform you tliat 1 am wol, and hoap that you aire in joying SHORTYS CORRESPONDENT. 161 the saim blessing. For this, God be prazed and mag-nified forever. Goodness, how religious she is, said he, stoppingto ruminate. How much nicer it makes a woman tobe pious. It dont hurt a man much to be a cuss—atleast while hes young—but I want a woman to beawfully religious. It sets her off moren anythingelse. He continued his spelling exercise: I am verry glad that my sox reached you all rite,that they fell into the hands of a braiv, pious Unionsoldier, and he found them nice. Brave, pious Union soldier, he repeated to him-self, with a whistle. Jewhilikins, Im glad Bad Ax,Wis., is so fur away that she never heard me makinremarks when
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