Two College FriendsLoring, Frederic W. (Frederic Wadsworth)
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Two College Friends
Loring, Frederic W. (Frederic Wadsworth)
College stories; College students -- Fiction; College teachers -- Fiction; Male friendship -- Fiction
“Thanks,” said I; “do you know anything about it?” Then Murphy informed
me that he had been in several places where there had been fighting;
and I saw he was far my superior in many respects. So, when I got
him to enlist, and found that he was thoroughly interested, and that
the men liked him with a feeling of fellowship that they will never
have for me, I hope, I talked with the colonel about making him my
first lieutenant; and it is now a _fait accompli_. Murphy’s delight
and gratitude at receiving his commission knew no bounds; and several
of his cousins enlisted immediately. He has now a sense of personal
devotion to me that will help me greatly. Dear me, how old and mature
and self-reliant I am growing! and, three weeks ago, I was such a baby!
Murphy is the second largest and second strongest man of us all. The
largest is a large-eyed, half-crazy clairvoyant, gentle as a dove,
and strong as an ox. I found him weeping the other day; and, somewhat
disgusted, as well as astonished, asked the cause. Result was, that he
said he wept about me. I was not to die in battle, nor in sickness,
but was to meet with a dishonorable death for a dishonorable action.
Tom and Murphy were furious; but I couldn’t be before the two or three
men who heard it; so I treated the affair as a good joke. The boys
call this fellow Mooney; which name is appropriate certainly. Tom has
been in two or three times to drill. He studies Hardee incessantly;
practises by himself all that he can, and would form himself into a
whole squad, and drill himself, if it were possible. He is even getting
into the way of planning battles and movements, and is perfectly wild
at each report in the newspapers. I never saw him in such a state
before, over anything. His lessons must be suffering in consequence;
and I don’t dare to think of the number of times he has cut prayers.
* * * * *
Hurrah! I wish pencil and paper could yell with joy; and then a
fearful noise would issue from this note-book!
The Professor has sent me by telegraph the announcement that Tom is
to go with me. It is brief; but I have read it with delight a dozen
times:――
“ALL RIGHT! PLEASE SEND HIM HOME IMMEDIATELY!”
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