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Oh, we forgot to tell you, Aunt Mary, said Malcolm, noting the surprised glance,
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It's a regiment of the State Guard, in camp over by Calkin's Cliff. We boys were over there this morning. They made a big fuss over us when they found that Ranald was General Walton's son and we were his nephews. They wanted us to stay to dinner, and when they found out that you were coming to camp here, the Colonel said be wanted to come over here and call. He used to know you out West.
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Colonel Wayne, repeated Mrs. Walton, when Malcolm finally remembered the name.
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We knew him when he was only a young cadet at West Point. The General was very fond of him, and I shall be glad to see him again.
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They'll be interested in Hero, said Ranald.
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Maybe they'll want to train some war dogs for our army if they set him at work. Do you suppose he has forgotten his training, Lloyd? Let's try him in the morning.
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You can make a great game of it, suggested Mrs. Walton.
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Rig up one of the tents for a hospital. Some of the boys can be wounded soldiers and some of the girls nurses.
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All but me, said Lloyd.
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I'll have to be an officer to give the ordahs. He only knows the French words for that, and the Majah taught them to me.
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What can we use for the brassards and costumes?
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Elise has an old red apron in the clothes-hamper that we can cut up for crosses, said Mrs. Walton, always ready for emergencies.
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But now to your tents, every man of you, or you'll never be ready to get up in the morning.