human
Only there didn't seem much purple and gold about them. Seemed mostly brown rags and slouch hats and long swords. Gracious, did you ever see anything as long and wicked as them swords! Seemed that every one was pointing directly at me, and they'd reach me the very next jump.
gpt
Of course, you thought they were all looking at you, said Alf Russell.
human
That's your idea, always, wherever you are. You think you're spouting on the platform, and the center of attraction. But I knew that they were all looking at me, as folks generally do.
gpt
More self-conceit, sneered Harry Joslyn.
human
Just because you're so good looking, Alf. I knew that they weren't bothering about any boy orator, who does most of his shooting with his mouth, nor any young pill-peddler, who sings in the choir, and goes home with the prettiest girl. They were making a dead set on the best shot in the crowd, the young feller who'd come into the war for business, and told his folks at home before he started that he was going to shoot Jeff Davis with his own hand before he got back. That was me, I saw the Colonel of one o' the regiments point his sword straight at me as they came across the run, and tell his men to be sure and get me of all others.
gpt
Why didn't you shoot him, if you're such a deadshot?
human
Why, I was just loading my gun, when I saw him, and as I went to put on the cap you were shaking so that it jarred the cap out of my hand, and before I could get another, the smoke became so thick I couldn't see anything.
gpt
I shaking? said Gib, with deep anger.
human
Now, Harry Josyn--
gpt
Come, boys; don't have a scrap, now, pleaded the serious-minded Alf.
human
Just think how many dead men are lying around. It looks like raising a disturbance at a funeral.
gpt
That's so, said Jake Humphreys.
human
I don't think any of us is in shape to throw up anything to another about shaking. I own up that I was never so scared in all my life, and I feel now as if I ought to get down on my knees before everybody, and thank God Almighty that my life was spared. I ain't ashamed to say so.
gpt
Bully for you, Jake, said Monty Scruggs, heartily.
human
We all feel that way, but hain't the nerve to say so. I wish the Chaplain would come around and open a meeting of thanksgiving and prayer.
gpt
I tell you what's the next best thing, suggested Jake Humphreys.
human
Let Alf Russell sing one of those good old hymns they used to sing in the meetings back at home.
gpt
Home!