. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. generally ragged and dirty. A companyof the 33d Michigan is keeping watch andward over them, but their task seems to bean easy one, and the sentries yawn drowsilyas they pace to and fro. There may be somein the lounging, hopeless-looking crowd whowould like to make a bold dash for liberty,but it is doubtful if there are. They seemto regard the stalwart proportions of the Michigan men with simple wonder. It is nomarvel that you succeed, they tell them;you are so big. So, too, they compare theAmeri
. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. generally ragged and dirty. A companyof the 33d Michigan is keeping watch andward over them, but their task seems to bean easy one, and the sentries yawn drowsilyas they pace to and fro. There may be somein the lounging, hopeless-looking crowd whowould like to make a bold dash for liberty,but it is doubtful if there are. They seemto regard the stalwart proportions of the Michigan men with simple wonder. It is nomarvel that you succeed, they tell them;you are so big. So, too, they compare theAmerican horses with the little fox-terrierstheir own cavalry bestride, and again theyfind justification for their position. Generally the prisoners seem content to liebasking in the sun, though that is hardlya matter of choice, for there is no shade intheir 100 feet square of space for them tolie in. Some of them are stretched out ontheir backs, their hats tilted over their eyes,sleeping so soundly that the long-bodied,agile ants, scurrying and dodging about over THE CHICAGO RECORDS WAR STORIES 24. RUINS OF ANCIENT SPANISH FORT—SIBONEY, CUBA. their faces, hardly make the muscles or two groups have packs of cards—quaint, gayly painted pasteboards of unrec-ognizable suits, with full-length figures inbaggy breeches and flowing gowns for thepictures. They play for coffee beans, andsome of the lucky gamblers have won enoughfor a brewing—veritable pots—but thereare apparently no funny situations in thegame and no exaltation over a are little circles standing or loungingabout as they talk, and their conversationsor discussions are usually animated—fiercelyso at times—and there is abundance of ve-hement gesticulation, but there is never alaugh. Near the gate a sturdy, dark-skinnedBasque is washing a shirt, which he pullsdripping from the old gunpowder can thatserves him for a washtub and surveys witha bitterly vindictive expression as a shirt re-sponsib
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