Uncle Sam's Boys in the Ranks; or, Two Recruits in the United States Army — John Shaqi
Uncle Sam's Boys in the Ranks; or, Two Recruits in the United States ArmyHancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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Uncle Sam's Boys in the Ranks; or, Two Recruits in the United States Army
Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
United States. Army -- Juvenile fiction
"'I'm Colonel Blank,' says the man in the carriage. 'Corporal of the
guard,' calls the sentry. 'I'm Colonel Blank,' says the man in the
carriage to the corporal of the guard. Now, the corporal didn't know the
colonel either. So the corporal bawls, 'Sergeant of the guard.' That was
I, that night, and I didn't know the colonel, either. So I asked: 'Beg
your pardon, sir, but do you know any of the officers of this command?'
"'Name the officers,' says the man in the carriage. So I named them.
"'I don't know one of your officers,' says the man in the carriage.
"'Then I'm sorry, sir,' says I, 'but I'll have to ask you, sir, to step
into our guard-house until some officer of your regiment comes over in
uniform and identifies you.'
"At that the man in the carriage puts on an awful scowl, draws himself
up very stiff, and answers, 'I'll do nothing of the sort, Sergeant.'
"'I beg your pardon, sir,' says I, 'but if you are Colonel Blank, then
you know very well, sir, that you'll have to step inside the guard-house
and wait.'"
Sergeant Brimmer chuckled heartily over the recollection.
"And did Colonel Blank obey you, and go inside and wait?" asked Hal.
"Did he?" asked Brimmer, looking surprised. "Of course he did. What's a
guard for in the Army, if it can't enforce its orders? And it was past
midnight when we finally got an officer, by telephone, to come over and
go bail for his colonel's identity. Then, of course, we turned the
colonel loose."
"Did he complain against you?" queried Private Hal.
"Who? Colonel Blank? He's too good a soldier," laughed Sergeant Brimmer.
"And he's General Blank, now. Before he left, the colonel complimented
me on my fitness for guard duty."
"A sentry, or a corporal or sergeant of the guard is a pretty big
soldier, isn't he?" smiled Hal.
"In some ways," nodded the sergeant, "he's a bigger man than the
President. The President is only the head of the nation, while the
sentry on post is the whole nation itself!"
Noll had the last two hours before daylight on post that night, but
nothing happened to him except the arrival of the corporal with the
relief just as dawn was breaking.
The days and the weeks sped by rapidly now. There were always new duties
to be learned, but our young rookies had now picked up the habit of
learning so easily and quickly that everything seemed a matter of
course.
"How do you like Army life now, Noll?" Hal asked one day.
"I wouldn't swap this life for any other," exclaimed Private Noll Terry,
his eyes shining. "Hal, have you never suspected that they're making men
out of us here? We're learning to obey without asking why, and we're
being trained in a way that will fit us to lead other men one of these
days. And look how strong all the gymnastics with a rifle is making us.
We sleep as we never slept before, and it takes a heap to make us
tired."
"We're eating everything in sight, if that's a sign of good physical
condition," laughed Hal.
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