The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great StandAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
History
The Shades of the Wilderness: A Story of Lee's Great Stand
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Juvenile fiction
"Because you're so full of life. You're so keen about everything. You
must have a heart and lungs of extra steam power."
"But I notice you don't say anything about brain power. Maybe you
think it's the quiet, rather silent fellows like yourself, George, who
have an excess of that."
"None of your irony. Am I not looking forward to this ball as much as
you are? I was a boy when I entered the war, Harry, but two years of
fighting day and night age one terribly. I feel as if I could
patronize any woman under twenty-five, and treat her as quite a simple
young thing."
"Try it, George, and see what happens to you."
"Oh, no! I merely said I felt that way. I've too much sense to put it
into action."
"Do you know, George, that when this war is over it will be really time
for us to be thinking about girls. We'll be quite old enough. They
say that many of the Yankee maidens in Philadelphia and New York are
fine for looks. I wonder if they'll cast a favoring eye on young
Southern officers as our conquering armies go marching down their
streets!"
"It's too remote. Don't think about it, Harry. Richmond will do us
for the present."
"But you can let a fellow project his mind into the future."
"Not so far that we'll be marching as conquerors through Philadelphia
and New York. Let's deal with realities."
"I've always thought there was something of the Yankee about you,
George, not in political principles--I never question your devotion to
the cause--but in calculating, weighing everything and deciding in
favor of the one that weighs an ounce the most."
"Are you about through dressing? You've taken a minute longer than the
regular time."
There was a knock at the door, and, when Dalton opened it a few inches,
a black head announced through the crack that breakfast was ready.
"See what a disgrace you're bringing upon us," said Dalton. "Delaying
everything. Mrs. Lanham will say that we're two impostors, that such
malingerers cannot possibly belong to the Army of Northern Virginia."
"Lead on," said Harry. "I'm ready, and I'm hungry as every soldier in
the Southern army always is."
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