human
I hope you ain't hurt, Orderly, said Si, dropping the butt of his musket on the ground, and wiping his flushed face.
gpt
I thought that officer was goin' to git you, sure.
human
He would, if it hadn't been for you, Si. He got in one slash on me, but it ain't much, I think. But Shorty helped you out of a tight box.
gpt
Yes; Shorty generally does that, said Si, with a beaming look on his partner.
human
He's the best soldier in the regiment, and kin always be trusted to git in on time anywhere.
gpt
Well, I'm afraid it 'll be a short roll I'll have to call this evening, said the Orderly, with a sorrowful expression.
human
I suppose we'd better go back through that brush and look up the boys that were dropped.
gpt
HOORAY for Injianny. Injianny gits there every time, roared Si, joining the yelling, exultant throng crowding around the Colonel.
human
The old 200th wuz the first to cross the works, and miles ahead o' any other rejimint.
gpt
Bully for the Wild Wanderers of the Wabash, Shorty joined in.
human
They're the boss regiment in the army o' the Cumberland, and the Army o' the Cumberland's the boss army on earth. Hooray for US Co. Le's have a speech. Where's Monty Scruggs?
gpt
Yes, Where's Monty?
human
Well, le's have a song, then, said Shorty, as Si was looking around.
gpt
Where's Alf Russell?
human
Yes, Where's Alf Russell? echoed Si, with a new pang clutching at his heart, for he then recalled that he had not seen Alf since he had helped him up the embankment, immediately after which Si's thoughts, had been engrossed by the struggle for the flag.
gpt
Did any of you boys see either Alf or Monty?
human
And has anybody seen Pete Skidmore? chimed in Shorty, his voice suddenly changing from a tone of exultation to one of deepest concern.
gpt
Why don't some o' you speak? Are you all dumb?
human
All of Co. Q step this way, called out the Orderly-Sergeant. All of the usual
gpt
had left the strong, rough voice. There was a mournful tremor in it.
human
Fall in, Co. Q, over there by this pile of picks and shovels.