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fought, and the bloodiest battle that ever I saw, and Hans n and I were in the thickest of it, where the bullets were hailing.  Our regiment suffered a good deal in the way of losing men, and I saw many an old friend fall near me.  But at dusk, when most of the Americans were ordered to camp, I and Hanson were unhurt.  Colonel Brooks kept the field when the other officers retired with their forces.  Some of the men of his regiment were tired and grumbled, but he wanted to show the enemy that they had gained no advantage over us, and that our spirits were as strong as when the day’s work commenced.  This conduct you might have expected from what you have heard of Brooks’ character.  He was all game—­Brooks was.  One of those whip or die men, that are not to be found everywhere.  Well, as I said, our regiment remained on the field, and finally got into a skirmish with some of the German riflemen.  We knew they were German riflemen by the brass match-cases on their breasts.  In this skirmish, a ball struck me on the hand, went through it, and knocked my fife clear away beyond our flank.  Well, I couldn’t part with my Yankee Doodle pipe in that way, without trying to get hold of it again.  So I told Hanson, and he put down his drum, and proposed that we should go and get it; and we did go out together, while the balls were whizzing round our ears, and got the pipe.”

“Hold on, Brown,” interrupted Kinnison.  “Wasn’t it a dark night?”

“Yes,” replied Brown; “but we saw where the fife lay, by the quick flashes of the guns.  Didn’t we, Hanson?”

“Yes; it’s a fact,” replied the drummer; “and when we returned, I found a couple of balls had passed through the heads of my drum.”

“I told you I thought you wouldn’t swallow it,” observed Brown; “but here’s the fife, and here’s the mark where the ball passed through my hand.”  Brown exhibited the scar, and doubt seemed to be set at rest.  Kinnison, however, shook his head, as if unsatisfied.

“There wasn’t a great deal in the mere going after the fife at such a time,” continued the fifer, “but I thought I’d mention it, to give you an idea of Hanson’s spirit.”

“Very well,” remarked Hand, “we are satisfied now that both Mr. Brown and Mr. Hanson are really men of spirit.”


“Mr. Davenport,” said one of the young men, “won’t you entertain us with an account of something you saw or joined in, or did yourself, during the war?”

“Were any of you at Quebec, with Arnold and Montgomery?” inquired one of the veterans who had been an attentive and silent listener to the preceding narratives.

“I accompanied Colonel Arnold on the expedition up the Kennebec,” replied Davenport.

“Then tell us about it, won’t you?” eagerly exclaimed one of the young men.

“Ay, Davenport, tell us about it,” added Kinnison.  “I’ve never heard anything I could depend on about that march through the wilderness.  Old Joe Weston tried to give me an account of it; but his memory was very weak, and he hadn’t the knack of talking so that a person could understand him.”

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