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+Project Gutenberg's Red, White, Blue Socks, Part First, by Sarah L Barrow
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+Title: Red, White, Blue Socks, Part First
+       Being the First Book
+
+Author: Sarah L Barrow
+
+Release Date: August 3, 2009 [EBook #29593]
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+[Illustration: "COLONEL TAKE YOUR COLORS!"]
+
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+
+
+THE SOCK STORIES,
+
+BY "AUNT FANNY'S" DAUGHTER.
+
+RED, WHITE, AND BLUE
+
+SOCKS.
+
+Part First.
+
+BEING
+
+THE FIRST BOOK OF THE SERIES.
+
+BY
+
+"AUNT FANNY'S" DAUGHTER,
+
+THE AUTHOR OF "THE LITTLE WHITE ANGEL."
+
+WITH AN INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER,
+
+BY "AUNT FANNY" HERSELF.
+
+          NEW YORK:
+          LEAVITT & ALLEN, 21 & 23 MERCER ST.
+          1863.
+
+
+
+
+   Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1862, by
+
+  S. L. BARROW,
+
+   In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States
+     for the Southern District of New York.
+
+  JOHN F. TROW,
+  Printer, Stereotyper, and Electrotyper,
+  60 Greene Street, New York.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS OF VOL. I.
+
+
+                                           PAGE
+
+  INTRODUCTION--THE STORY OF THE SOCKS,      7
+
+
+  COLONEL FREDDY; OR, THE MARCH AND
+    ENCAMPMENT OF THE DASHAHED ZOUAVES,
+
+  CHAP. I.--RAISING A REGIMENT,             35
+       II.--"MARCHING ALONG,"               55
+      III.--CAMP LIFE,                      76
+
+
+
+
+DEDICATION.
+
+
+MY DEAR LITTLE COOLEY AND GEORGIE:
+
+WHEN you see that this book is dedicated to you, I hope your bright eyes
+will sparkle with pleasure; but I am afraid your pretty curly heads will
+hardly retain a recollection of a little personage who once lived close
+to your beautiful home on Staten Island. She remembers _you_, however,
+and sends you this soldier story with her very best love--the love she
+bears in her inmost heart for God and little children. And now she asks
+you to hunt in every corner of those same precious little heads for a
+kindly remembrance of your affectionate friend,
+
+                                           "AUNT FANNY'S" DAUGHTER.
+
+
+
+
+THE STORY OF THE SOCKS.
+
+BY AUNT FANNY.
+
+
+"OH dear! what _shall_ I do?" cried George, fretfully, one rainy
+afternoon. "Mamma, do tell me what to do."
+
+"And I'm _so_ tired!" echoed Helen, who was lazily playing with a kitten
+in her lap. "I don't see why it should rain on a Friday afternoon, when
+we have no lessons to learn. We can't go out, and no one can come to see
+us. It's too bad, there!"
+
+"Helen, do _you_ know better than _God_?" asked her mother, speaking
+very gravely. "You forget that He sends the rain."
+
+"I suppose I was thoughtless, mamma," answered the child; "I did not
+mean to be wicked, but, dear me, the time passes _so_ slowly, with
+nothing to do."
+
+"Have you and George read all your books?"
+
+"Oh yes! two or three times over," they both answered; "and oh, mamma,"
+continued Helen, "if the one who wrote 'Two Little Heaps,' or the
+'Rollo' book writer, or the author of 'The Little White Angel,' would
+only write some more books, I, for one, would not care how hard it
+rained. If I was grown up and rich, I wouldn't mind giving a dollar a
+letter for those stories."
+
+"Nor I," shouted George in an animated tone, quite different from the
+discontented whine he had favored his mother with a few moments before;
+"the best thing is to have them read aloud to you; that makes you
+understand all about it so much better. I say, mamma, couldn't you write
+a letter to one of those delightful people and beg them to hurry up with
+more stories, especially some about bad children;--not exactly wicked,
+you know, but full of mischief. _Then I am sure that they are all true._
+Only wait till I'm a man! I'll just write the history of some jolly
+fellows I know who are always getting into scrapes, but haven't a scrap
+of meanness about them. That's the kind of book I like! I'll write
+dozens of them, and give them to all the Sunday school libraries."
+
+His mother smiled at this speech, and then said quietly, "I know a
+gentleman who likes the story of 'The Little White Angel,' as much as
+you do, and he has written a letter to request the author to write six
+books for him."
+
+"Six! hurrah!" shouted George, "how glad I am!" and he skipped up to
+Helen, caught her by the hands, and the two danced round the room,
+upsetting a chair, till Helen, catching her foot in the skirt of her
+mother's dress, they both tumbled down on the carpet together.
+
+"If you cut up such violent capers," said the kind mother, laughing,
+"at the first part of my information, it may be dangerous to tell you
+what the author replied."
+
+"Oh no, do tell us!" cried the children. "We'll be as still as our
+shadows;" and while they made violent efforts to look grave and stand
+quiet, their mother told them that the author had consented, the six
+books were to be written, and she would buy them the very first day they
+were published. "Perhaps," she continued, "mind, only perhaps, I may get
+them for you _before_ they are ever printed."
+
+"Why, how, mamma?" they both asked.
+
+"Well, suppose you make some very good resolutions--let me see," and
+she took a pencil out of her pocket, and drawing a sheet of paper toward
+her, began to write:
+
+"1st. To endeavor to say your prayers morning and evening without a
+_wandering thought_.
+
+"2d. To try to keep faithfully 'the Golden Rule.'
+
+"3d. To obey your parents immediately, without asking 'why?'
+
+"4th. (A little rule, but very important.) To keep your teeth, nails,
+and hair scrupulously clean and neat.
+
+"5th. To bear disappointments cheerfully.
+
+"There, I think that will do. They are all hard rules except the fourth.
+I do not keep them well myself, my dear children. No one can, without
+constant watchfulness and prayer for help from above; but you can try,
+will you?"
+
+"I will, mamma," said Helen, in a low, earnest tone, her blue eyes
+filling with tears.
+
+"And you, George, will you?"
+
+"Yes, mamma, I will try. I can't be a very good boy, as you know. I get
+so tired of being good sometimes, that I feel like jumping over the
+house to get the badness out of me, instead of sitting down quietly and
+thinking about my duty, as papa says I must. When papa locked me up in
+his dressing room last summer, and I kicked the door as hard as ever I
+could, which made him call out that I should stay there two hours
+longer, I was mad enough, I tell you! but I did not cut my name with a
+knife on his rosewood bureau _because_ I was angry. It was because I was
+almost crazy with doing nothing but think what a bad boy I was. That
+made me worse, you see. The best way to punish me is to see you crying
+about my conduct. I can't stand that," and the boy put his arms round
+his mother's neck, and kissed her fondly.
+
+"My dear boy," said his mother, returning the caress, "there is One whom
+you grieve more than me. I wish you would think oftener of that. I know
+that different children require different sorts of punishment, and as
+neither your father nor I approve of beating you like a dog, and you
+say that shutting you up with nothing to do only makes you worse, I
+shall advise him the next time you are naughty, to send immediately for
+a load of wood, and make you saw it all up into small pieces, or take
+you where some house is building and order you to run up and down a long
+ladder all day with a hod of bricks on your shoulder, or hire you out to
+blow the big bellows for a blacksmith. How do you think you would like
+that?"
+
+"I had a great deal rather run after the fire engines, to put the fire
+out. That's the kind of work I would like. Every body screaming, and
+pumping, and playing streams of water--twenty firemen rushing up
+ladders, pulling old women and cats out of the windows, and somebody
+inside pitching out the looking glasses and crockery to save them! I
+wish our house was on fire this very minute, so I could pull you and
+Helen out, and save all the furniture. That would be the greatest fun in
+the world!"
+
+"Please don't set fire to the house," cried his mother, laughing, "for
+the fun of saving our lives. I prefer to keep it just as it is, and
+walking quietly out at the door." As she spoke, the sun suddenly burst
+forth from the clouds, and his bright rays darting into the room, the
+children sprang joyfully up, and, with their mother's consent, were soon
+out of the house with jumping-rope and hoop, to join their little
+companions in a neighboring park.
+
+George and Helen were two charming, ingenuous children. George was full
+of frolic, mischief, and fun, with generous impulses and excellent
+intentions, which only required peculiar and careful training and
+encouragement to develop him into a steady, high-principled man. Locking
+him up with nothing to do, as he truly said, did him more harm than
+good; he required active punishment, and his mother wisely intended to
+take the hint for his future benefit. Her little Helen, though just as
+full of play and fun, was more easily managed. A present of a book so
+won upon her love and gratitude, that her mother had only to hold out
+the prospect of a new one, and a loving kiss (Helen prized the kiss even
+more than the book) as a reward for good behavior, to make her quite a
+pattern of a dear, amiable little girl.
+
+The next morning the kind mother called upon her friend Aunt Fanny,
+bringing George and Helen with her, as it was Saturday. First she told
+all the conversation of the afternoon before, which amused Aunt Fanny
+very much, and then she continued, "You told me the other day that your
+daughter was very busy writing six books for Mr. Leavitt the publisher.
+I know you love my children."
+
+"Yes, indeed!" cried Aunt Fanny. "I love children from my heart,
+straight out to the ends of my fingers; and when a pen is in my hands,
+the love runs into it, and then out again, as fast as it can scratch all
+over ever so many sheets of paper. My thumb aches so sometimes with
+writing, that I often wish I had half a dozen extra ones, so I could
+take the tired one off and screw another on, and even then I am afraid I
+could never exhaust my love for my darlings;" and she looked at the
+children and held out her hand with such an affectionate smile, that
+Helen came timidly up and gave her a little winning kiss immediately,
+while George, blushing all over his face, showed two great dimples in
+his cheeks, but had not the courage to leave his chair.
+
+You may be sure that Aunt Fanny, after Helen's kiss, was quite ready to
+grant any favor the mother might ask for her children. She was perfectly
+willing to catch a comet for them to play with, or jump down a volcano
+to find out who lived in the bottom of it, if anybody would only show
+her how. Helen's mother knew this, but she hesitated a little before she
+made this strange request:
+
+"My dear friend, my two children have made me the promises I have told
+you of, in regard to keeping my little rules and resolutions, and now I
+think it will be the most wonderful and delightful reward possible, if
+they were to be permitted to see and read your daughter's stories in
+manuscript."
+
+"Manuscript! what does that mean, mamma?"
+
+"In her own handwriting, dear."
+
+"Oh yes! yes! how very strange and delightful! And then to see the very
+same stories printed! that would be so astonishing! We should like that
+better than anything, Aunt Fanny!"
+
+"Very well," continued their mamma; "now I have come to beg you to lend
+me the stories as fast as they are written. I will take the greatest
+care of them, and return them to your daughter quickly and punctually. I
+have a plan in my head which will make my children very happy, if you
+consent."
+
+"To be sure I will," said Aunt Fanny, "but what is your plan?"
+
+Thereupon commenced a great whispering between the two ladies, while the
+children looked pleased, puzzled, and eagerly curious all at once; but
+they were not to know. Aunt Fanny and their mother, after a great deal
+of nodding of heads together, and laughing and whispering, got this
+mysterious affair settled to their satisfaction, and then took leave of
+each other. Aunt Fanny kissed Helen, and George, too, in spite of his
+blushes, and told them to bottle up their patience so that it would last
+for one whole week, observing that she was thankful that curiosity was
+not made of gunpowder, and there was no danger of their blowing up
+before the great secret came out.
+
+It is very seldom that you hear of such remarkably good children as
+George and Helen were for the next few days. They were really something
+astonishing! George did not slam the door more than once or twice in a
+whole day; and one morning when he was going to ride on the bannisters
+as usual, he said "Oh, I forgot!" and immediately walked down stairs as
+slowly and gravely as a grandfather.
+
+As for Helen, she was, if possible, still more wonderful, for she
+learned "six times" in the multiplication table, and said it straight
+on, and skipping, and even backward, in a way that surprised her
+teacher. Helen could say "twice one" up to "five times twelve," very
+glibly, but "six times" never would stay in her head, she said;
+especially "six times nine." She always said it was "seventy-two," or
+"sixty-three," or "eighty-one," at a desperate venture, and was always
+wrong. Now she knew, and meant to remember; and would pack away the fact
+that "six times nine are fifty-four," in a comfortable place in the very
+middle of her head, to be ready for any one that wanted to know it.
+
+At last the next Friday came, and just before the children retired for
+the night, their mother said:
+
+"Something came for you to-day. Guess what it is?"
+
+Up they both sprang, exclaiming, "Something for us? Oh, that is so very
+delightful! What can it be?"
+
+"My instructions are, to put it either in George's sock or in Helen's
+stocking, after you are fast asleep. It is for both of you, and I leave
+you to decide where it shall be put."
+
+"In my sock!" shouted George.
+
+"In my stocking!" cried Helen.
+
+"Oh certainly, I forgot!" exclaimed George, generously; "in Helen's
+stocking."
+
+"No, mamma," said Helen, "in George's sock."
+
+"Stocking!" cried George.
+
+"Sock!" cried Helen.
+
+They kept this up about a dozen times, laughing and jumping about the
+room like two crazy monkeys, their mamma and papa laughing too, till
+all their faces were in a perfect glow, which made them look like a very
+handsome family--for, let me tell you, that good humor and innocent
+merriment are very becoming to everybody, while ill-temper makes one
+look like a fright.
+
+But how was this difficult matter of sock and stocking to be settled?
+Why, by the children's papa, to be sure! for he was a lawyer, and did
+nothing all day long but settle difficulties, or make them worse, I
+don't know which.
+
+He took two long slips of paper, and wrote "Socks" on one and
+"Stockings" on the other. These he put in his hat, which George brought
+out of the hall. Then he rang the bell, and told the waiter who answered
+it to request Mrs. Custard, the cook, to come up to the parlor for a
+moment.
+
+Mrs. Custard, who was very fat, and, besides, had the rheumatism, came
+into the room quite breathless, looking very much surprised and a little
+frightened. She had dropped her thimble that day, when she was sewing up
+the stuffing in the turkey, and had not had time to look for it; and she
+was panic struck lest her master had found it roasted in the very middle
+of the turkey, and was going to ask her if she thought she was cooking
+for an ostrich, which, as everybody knows, prefers a dinner of iron
+spikes, pebble stones, and oyster shells to roast beef.
+
+But nothing of the kind happened. The children's papa only said, "Good
+evening, Mrs. Custard, you gave us a very nice dinner to-day. I want you
+to put your hand in this hat and draw out one piece of paper."
+
+"Laws me, sir!" exclaimed the cook, "I hopes you don't mean to play no
+trick on me; will it bite?"
+
+The children fairly screamed with laughter at the idea of a piece of
+paper biting; and the cook made them laugh still harder, when she put
+her hand in very cautiously, and twitched it out three times, before she
+ventured to feel for the paper.
+
+At last one piece was caught, and on it was written "SOCKS," which made
+George first jump up and down in an ecstacy of delight, and then run to
+Helen and tell her he was really sorry that it had not been the other.
+
+This decided the momentous question, and Mrs. Custard hobbled down
+stairs, and the children hopped, skipped, and jumped up stairs, both
+wondering what would come of this magical word "socks."
+
+Helen had a pretty little room opening out of her mother's, but George's
+was in an upper story. When they were both asleep, the mother took out
+of her son's bureau a clean white sock, sewed a tape loop on the edge,
+put a small parcel inside, and hung it on a neat brass nail, which was
+driven in a door directly opposite his bed, where it would catch his eye
+as soon as he awoke.
+
+You may be sure both the children were up bright and early the next
+morning. Helen dressed herself quickly and ran down stairs into the
+dining-room to wait for her brother.
+
+George opened his eyes upon the sock the very first thing. He sprang out
+of bed and made but two steps to the door, raised his hand eagerly, and
+then the generous little fellow stopped.
+
+"No!" he cried aloud, "I will not even squeeze the outside to guess what
+it is, till I am with Helen."
+
+[Illustration: GEORGE AND HELEN READING "SOCKS"]
+
+He did not stop to count his toes or fingers, though he did manage to
+clean his teeth, wash his face, neck, and hands, and brush his hair
+in about five minutes, then taking hold of the precious sock by the loop
+at the top, he carried it down stairs very much as if he had hold of a
+mouse by the tail. He was met by Helen at the door with an "Oh, George,
+what is it?"
+
+They both stared with all their eyes, while George told Helen she might
+take the wonderful thing out. She gladly obeyed, and drew out a compact
+roll of letter paper neatly tied with sky-blue ribbon. Helen untied the
+little bow, her fingers trembling with eagerness, and unrolled the
+paper. It seemed to be a great many pages covered with writing, and they
+were all fastened together at the top with another bit of blue ribbon.
+The fair and clear handwriting was delightful to look at.
+
+"Oh, mamma! Oh papa! do come and look!" cried George. "I do believe this
+is a story before it is printed. See! on the top of the page is written
+'Colonel Freddy; or, the March and Encampment of the Dashahed Zouaves.'"
+
+"Yes; Aunt Fanny sent it to me yesterday; and her daughter hopes her
+little story about soldiers will please you."
+
+"Please us! I guess it will! I'd rather hear about soldiers than anybody
+else in the world, even giants! because, you know, mamma, Uncle Charley
+has gone to fight, and if the Southerners had only put off the war a few
+years longer, I would have gone to fight them too; so Hurrah for the
+Dashahed Zouaves!"
+
+"Three cheers for the Dashahed Zouaves!" cried Helen, and they were
+given with a will.
+
+The children could hardly eat their breakfast in their eagerness to hear
+the story which was sent to them before it was printed. This latter fact
+gave it an extraordinary interest which they could not explain. It
+seemed to be such a remarkable honor to be singled out in this way;
+particularly as their mother told them, before she began to read, that
+Aunt Fanny had requested them to be sure to let her know if they thought
+any part stupid or too long, and her daughter would improve and shorten
+it immediately.
+
+How extremely complimentary! to be asked to sit and listen as critics
+and judges, and they only children! Really, it was almost too much to
+believe!
+
+But it added tremendously to the charm, and George and Helen took their
+seats after breakfast, invested with this new and important dignity,
+with such an expression of solemn delight on their faces, that their
+mother had to run out of the room and have a good laugh by herself in
+the hall, after which she returned, and, with as serious a face as she
+could call up with those two little figures so stiff and stark before
+her, smoothed out the manuscript, and began as follows:
+
+
+
+
+COLONEL FREDDY;
+
+OR,
+
+THE MARCH AND ENCAMPMENT OF THE DASHAHED ZOUAVES.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+RAISING A REGIMENT.
+
+
+ONE bright afternoon last summer, about two weeks after the dreadful
+battle of Bull Run, Freddy Jourdain burst open the door of his mother's
+room and rushed in, exclaiming: "Jolly, mother! such fun! What _do_ you
+think the boys in our school are going to do?"
+
+"Why what?" asked his mother.
+
+"Yes, I should really like to know why you come tearing up stairs
+yelling like forty steam engines!" added his sister Bella, who was
+rather a particular young lady.
+
+"Well," began Freddy, looking very important, "I'll _try_ to explain,
+but I don't believe _you women_ can understand about _us boys_!"
+
+"After that speech I think you had better explain," said Bella, "if
+you're not in want of a thimble pie on your knuckles."
+
+"Well, then," cried Freddy, with sparkling eyes, "the boys at our school
+are all _square_ against that old Jeff. Davis, and in recess yesterday,
+we concluded that we ought to go and help shoot the Southerners. So
+we've organized a regiment, and I'm chosen Colonel; and I'm going to
+take my regiment to camp on Monday, that is, if you'll let me. Mayn't I,
+mother? It's such fun, and Tom Pringle's given me such a jolly popgun!
+Hurrah for Jackson and the Stars and Stripes!" So saying, Freddy cut a
+caper in the air, that made about forty "chaney alleys," "stony alleys,"
+"glass agates," and "middles," pop out of his satchel, which was slung
+over one shoulder, and roll into all the corners of the room.
+
+"Where is your encampment to be?" said his mother, as gravely as she
+could.
+
+"Oh, down on Mr. Schermerhorn's place at Astoria. Peter Schermerhorn
+told us to-day that his father was willing we should have it there, and
+has invited us all to come and stay a whole week. We're to live in _real
+tents_!" (here Freddy couldn't help cutting another caper,) "and cook
+our own dinners, and--oh, mother, mayn't I go? say!"
+
+"I do not think of any objection at present," replied Mrs. Jourdain,
+"but you must wait until your father comes home, and hear what he has to
+say. It was very kind of Mr. Schermerhorn to invite you all, but I am
+afraid he will be driven distracted with such a number of harem-scarem
+boys running about his place."
+
+At this moment Joseph, the black waiter, knocked at the door, and
+announced, with an air of high-flown elegance, that "Major Schermerhorn
+was in the _drawing salon_ (which he considered the purest Parisian
+French for front parlor), and desired to see Col. Jourdain;" and our
+young friend was off like a shot, Joseph following at a dignified pace.
+
+Joseph, like most other colored servants in New York, was a person of
+the highest fashion, according to his own notions. No short words for
+_him_, I can tell you. I remember well the first time I called upon his
+mistress, I inquired, "Does Mrs. Jourdain live here?" and Joseph,
+drawing himself up with an air of superior refinement, replied, "Mrs.
+Jourdain _resides_ here, madam." At dinner parties, when he waited upon
+table, he was the most dignified person present, and held his head up so
+high that he looked as if it would shortly go through the chandelier. He
+was always dressed in the finest broadcloth and patent leather, his
+black face and white necktie presenting an admirable contrast, while he
+used all the five cornered words in the dictionary in replying to any
+question, and always handed the dishes to the ladies with a flourish of
+the most astonishing character.
+
+Now, if I tell you a secret, you must promise not to let any one know
+it. Freddy's parents live in the Fifth avenue above Madison Square, in
+the city of New York. His father is a rich man, and Freddy, a bright,
+manly lad, between thirteen and fourteen at the time I am writing
+about, and the only son, is a good deal indulged. But don't think he
+ever abuses the kindness of his loving papa and mamma; no--although he
+is full of noise, fun, and innocent mischief, he is a good, obedient
+little fellow--and that is why they love to do all they can to make him
+happy. But you must not tell that I said where he lives.
+
+When Mr. Jourdain came home that evening, Freddy, of course, began to
+tell him the first thing, about the regiment and Mr. Schermerhorn's
+delightful invitation. You may be sure he gave a full-length description
+of the pleasures of camp life, as retailed by Peter to an enthusiastic
+audience at recess; and backed up his request to go by such powerful
+pleas of sparkling, eager eyes, flushed, happy face, and irresistible,
+dimpling smile, that the hardest-hearted papa in existence would have
+said "yes." Mr. Jourdain, being anything but hard-hearted, readily
+consented, as he was intimately acquainted with Mr. Schermerhorn and
+family, and knew there was no fear on a private place of their meeting
+with danger, or getting into trouble.
+
+Then his father went on to ask a great many questions about the
+regiment, how many boys belonged to it, what their sizes were, and where
+they lived; all of which Freddy delightedly answered, and kept up a
+continuous chattering until a quarter past nine, which, being his bed
+time, he was reluctantly obliged to trot up stairs.
+
+After he was fairly out of the room, his father and mother had a long
+consultation, which resulted next day in Mr. Jourdain's paying a visit
+to "Brooks Brothers," the tailors in Broadway, and afterward going to a
+certain store in Maiden Lane, which had all manner of toy knapsacks and
+guns in the window. What could he have gone there for, I wonder? and
+then betaken himself to the police station in B---- street? Really, it
+seems very mysterious, but wait a little, and you'll see.
+
+Meanwhile Freddy, with his satchel hanging down his back to look as
+much like a knapsack as possible, marched off to school bright and
+early; whistling the "Star-spangled Banner" as he went along, and
+looking with the utmost pity upon strange boys, who hadn't the honor of
+belonging to his glorious regiment, the "Dashahed Zouaves," as his
+father had advised him to name it.
+
+He reached Dr. Larned's academy just as Peter, Harry, and half a dozen
+others were going in. They greeted him directly with a shout of "Well,
+Fred, what does your father say?"
+
+"Oh, I'm to go!" cried Freddy, "I say, fellows, what do you think of the
+Dashahed Zouaves for a name?"
+
+"That's splendid! capital!" was the cry of the party. I am afraid I
+must add that Peter said "that's _gay_!"
+
+There was no time to talk now, however, for it was full nine o'clock; so
+the boys, hanging up their hats in the hall, entered the school room,
+and prayers over, the lessons began.
+
+But who could be very attentive to his _ante_-cedents, or
+_uncle_-cedents either, when, in three days, the _se_-cedents were to be
+utterly routed by the Dashahed Zouaves? The boys were so full of chuckle
+and bounce, that, I'm afraid, poor Dr. Larned would have become cracked
+and crazy, if he hadn't reflected that the holidays and Fourth of July,
+or, as Peter called it, "the Fourth of Ju-New Year's" were coming, and
+that probably the state of things was owing to those important facts.
+
+The recitations on that memorable Friday, however, were something
+wonderful, sure enough. For instance, the lesson in geography was about
+China. The doctor asked a boy, "Where is Shanghai situated?" and he
+replied, "On Long Island, about two miles from Astoria landing!--that
+is," and there he stopped, looking as awkward and silly as a Shanghai
+chicken.
+
+"Won't do, sir," said the doctor, in a grave tone, "you must study the
+lesson over again, and go down one;" and down he had to go, feeling
+rather flat.
+
+Then the doctor asked Freddy what the principal manufactures were, and
+he answered, "Tea, porcelain, silk, and Zouave drill--no, no, the other
+kind of drill! dear me, what do I mean?"
+
+"I cannot imagine," returned Doctor Larned, in a severe tone, but with a
+little bit of a smile hiding in the corner of his mouth. "You appear to
+be thinking of anything but your lessons, young gentlemen--but as it is
+the last day of school, I excuse you. We will have recess earlier than
+usual, and see if we cannot do better afterward."
+
+So saying, he opened the door leading from the school room to his
+private study, and went in; while the boys, luncheon in hand, ran to the
+playground.
+
+"The playground," as it was called, was the large yard attached to the
+house, which had been fitted up with a few simple gymnastic
+contrivances, and formed a capital place where the boys might amuse
+themselves in fine weather. Down they sat, and for a few moments were so
+busy trying who could take the biggest semicircular bite out of a slice
+of bread and butter that nobody spoke a word. At last Freddy commenced,
+by calling out,
+
+"I say, fellows!"
+
+"Silence in the guard tent! the Colonel's going to speak!" cried Peter,
+making a new version of the old school saying.
+
+"Don't you know all the real Zouaves have their hair cut as short as
+anything? and just look at mine!" and Freddy tossed back his silky,
+golden curls in high disgust.
+
+"Fellows, _it must be done_! We must have that hair off, short order!"
+continued the Colonel, solemnly.
+
+"Well," exclaimed George Chadwick, who was the oldest of the party, and
+would certainly have been Colonel if Freddy had not been prime favorite
+with everybody, "Don't you see how we can manage that?"
+
+"Why, how?" was the general question.
+
+"Just you wait a moment," replied the inventor, and he put for the house
+in double quick time, whence he presently returned with an immense pair
+of scissors, which he had borrowed of the cook.
+
+"Now, then, who'll be scissorized first?"
+
+"I! I! I!" cried a chorus of voices.
+
+"Can't do every one at once; come, Freddy, you're the
+commander-in-chief, suppose you set the example."
+
+"Here goes, then!" exclaimed Freddy; and down he sat on the spring
+board.
+
+Snip! went the long scissors, and off came a beautiful curl. Snap! more
+demolition on the other side, and in five minutes such a worn-out old
+scrubbing brush as his head looked like, never was seen anywhere, even
+on a Zouave; George, of course, running out his tongue so far at
+every snip of the scissors, that it was a mercy it didn't get cut off,
+too.
+
+[Illustration: "FIRE AWAY OLD CHAP!"]
+
+"Jolly! what a fright you look!" shouted Peter. "I say Freddy, I expect
+you'll scare General Beauregard into the cholera the first time he sees
+you. Now, then, it's my turn; fire away old chap!"
+
+My conscience! what hair cutting that was! Some parts were scratched
+nearly bald, while in others, little bunches of hair were left standing
+up like stubble in an autumn cornfield. Their heads looked as if they
+had been gnawed by the mice or dug up in spots by the roots; and I am
+sure their own mammas would scarcely have known them again.
+
+"Come, number three's turn now!" exclaimed George, flourishing his
+scissors.
+
+"No, I don't know about that," put in Tom Pringle, who was the most
+thoughtful of the party, "I guess I'd rather see what my mother thinks
+before I have _my_ hair cut off."
+
+This speech caused the rest of the regiment to think of something which
+hadn't struck them before, namely what _their_ mothers would say on the
+subject of Zouave hair dressing, and as George began to be a little
+frightened by this time, at the fearful and astonishing results of his
+patent plan, it was decided to defer the rest of the operation until
+another time.
+
+But the amazement of Dr. Larned, when he beheld his pupils in such a
+condition, was beyond everything.
+
+"Why, Peter! Freddy! what have you been doing?" he exclaimed, raising
+his hands, and pushing his spectacles to the top of his forehead, to
+look at them better.
+
+"Oh, only getting our hair cut in the Zouave pattern," said Peter, as
+cool as a cucumber. "Don't you know, Doctor, that we've organized a
+regiment?"
+
+"Organized a regiment!" repeated the doctor, his spectacles almost
+falling off with astonishment.
+
+"Yes, sir, the Dashahed Zouaves; haven't you heard of them?"
+
+"Is there any end to the mischief of boys?" exclaimed the doctor; "If
+such things had happened in my young days, our old master, Dr.
+Birchemwell, would have verified his name even oftener than he did. I do
+not know what your mothers will say when they see such a couple of
+scarecrows; but come, we have wasted quite time enough; lessons!
+lessons!"
+
+And to the credit of the boys, be it said, they really did set to work
+like good fellows, recited the unlucky geography lesson without a single
+mistake, ciphered like perfect calculating machines, and had the
+pleasure of hearing Dr. Larned say, as they shook hands for good-bye,
+"Really, young gentlemen, you have done very well--very well, indeed; so
+now good-bye, and pleasant holidays!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+"MARCHING ALONG."
+
+
+MONDAY morning at last! and a bright, beautiful day. The sky was as blue
+as possible; the sun shone so brightly that it seemed as though it must
+have been polished up for the occasion, and Colonel Freddy, as soon as
+he awoke, could not help giving a little shout of joy.
+
+But what was that right opposite his bed? A large wooden box, with
+"Colonel Jourdain, Dashahed Zouaves, First Regiment L. I. Volunteers,"
+painted on the lid in great black letters.
+
+Up jumped the new Colonel quicker than any grasshopper, rushed to the
+mysterious box, and raised the lid. Lying on top was a letter at least
+six inches square, directed like the box, and closed with a great red
+seal. Underneath _that_ was--what do you think? A splendid uniform for a
+Colonel of Zouaves! sword, cap, and epaulettes, complete!
+
+Freddy's eyes and mouth opened to their widest compass, as he stared at
+the box, too much surprised to move. Presently his father came in,
+looking highly amused.
+
+"Good morning, Colonel," he began.
+
+"Oh, father!" interrupted Freddy, finding his tongue at last, "do look
+here! Did you ever see anything so splendid in your life? Where _did_
+they come from?"
+
+"Perhaps the letter will tell you," was all his father would say.
+
+Freddy snatched up the big letter, broke the seal, and with sparkling
+eyes read the following.
+
+                               NEW YORK, _July --th, 1861_.
+          MY DEAR SON:
+
+          In consideration of your heroic determination to
+          enter the army in the service of your country, and
+          seeing how nobly you have prepared to engage in
+          the contest by making your hair look as if it had
+          been driven in or pulled out, I have thought best
+          to present you with this uniform to whip the
+          Southerners in; a suit of which I have also sent
+          to every _man_ in your regiment. As I entertain
+          scarcely a doubt that Old Abe will shortly summon
+          you to start down South to Dixie, I hope that you
+          will have a brave regiment, a pleasant encampment,
+          and a first-rate time. And that, in later years,
+          should it be necessary, you will _truly_
+          distinguish yourself, through God's assistance,
+          under the banner of our country, and stand up in
+          the field in the cause of Truth and Justice, is
+          the sincere wish of
+
+                    Your affectionate Father,
+                                           L. JOURDAIN.
+
+Freddy was delighted at this letter, with its mingled playfulness and
+sincere patriotism. With all his fun, he was uncommonly intelligent, and
+understood and appreciated many things which far older boys might have
+failed to comprehend; and now his splendid blue eyes were raised to his
+father's face, flashing with real enthusiasm; he felt and looked at that
+moment, like his noble French ancestors, a born soldier.
+
+But the serious mood was soon displaced by a fresh access of glee.
+
+"Oh, thank you, papa!" he cried, "how very kind of you! How surprised
+the boys will be! Hurrah! what a jolly time we shall have! and do you
+think the President will really send for us? He will be a perfect
+jay-bird of a President if he does!"
+
+"No doubt he will be highly desirous to secure the services of the
+gallant Dashahed Zouaves," replied his father, laughing; "but make haste
+now, Fred, it's nearly breakfast time." So saying, he left the room.
+
+Of course, the new clothes had to go on directly; and first my young
+soldier donned a pair of remarkably baggy red trowsers, which looked as
+if they had a connection with the Manhattan Gas Company like a new sort
+of balloon, they were so puffy; and a pair of leather gaiters reaching
+from the calf of the leg to the ancle. Then came a most splendid
+bluejacket, covered in every direction with gold lace, a killing little
+ruffled shirt, and a flourishing blue sash. Perched on top of his head,
+where his hair had been the day before, was a red fez with a long blue
+tassel, and, to crown all, or, I might say, _cutting-out_ everything
+else, was a splendid sword, as bright as silver, with a terribly
+sharp-looking edge, and an elegant gold handle.
+
+When he was all dressed, he ran down stairs and found, on entering the
+dining room, that he was the only one there. A large mirror was over the
+mantel, which reflected the handsome room, with its deep bay window,
+filled with flowers, its sideboard, loaded with massive plate, and the
+breakfast table, covered with its snowy cloth, and nice beefsteak,
+muffins, and coffee, looking so tempting to hungry folks.
+
+Freddy's eye fell on the mirror, and a new idea came into his head.
+"Hurrah! here's a capital chance to see how I look from head to foot,"
+he thought; so, without remembering the long pier glasses in the parlor,
+he dragged his father's arm chair in front of the fireplace, and,
+jumping on the seat, stood turning and twisting about, staring at
+himself all the time, and quite put out at not being able to see the
+whole of his back at once. Finally he concluded his performance by
+striking a tremendous attitude, with his legs as far apart as the chair
+would permit, his sword in the air, and such a ferocious scowl on his
+face, that it was a mercy his brows didn't get tied up in a double bow
+knot then and there.
+
+All at once there was a little laugh in the direction of the door.
+Freddy wheeled round, and there were papa, mamma, and Bella looking on,
+and trying hard to keep in the laughter!
+
+Down scrambled Colonel Freddy from his perch, blushing up to the very
+roots of his hair. There wasn't much more than the roots left, to be
+sure; but his father laid his hand on the epauletted shoulder with a
+good-natured, "Never mind, old fellow, you look fine enough to justify a
+little personal reflection."
+
+Hardly had Freddy taken his place at the table, and his father asked a
+blessing, than there came such a tremendous ring at the bell, that they
+thought the President must have come to town to see the regiment off on
+its travels; but, instead of Old Abe, Major Peter Schermerhorn (who
+passed the week with an aunt in town, and only went down to Astoria on
+Saturdays) popped into the room. He was dressed, like Freddy, in a bran
+new Zouave suit, and the very first thing he said was, "Oh, Fred! only
+see what I found in my room this morning;" and Peter stood on one leg,
+and twirled round to show off his new clothes.
+
+"So did I in mine!" said Freddy.
+
+"Where could they have come from?" continued Peter. "I asked Aunt
+Edith, and all she would tell me was that the box was sent last night,
+from a friend. Have you any idea, Fred?"
+
+Freddy burst out laughing. "They came from a good fairy," he said, "and
+there he is!" and he pointed to his father, who pretended not to hear.
+
+"Hurrah for Mr. Jourdain!" shouted Peter, tossing his cap in the air.
+
+"Will you have some breakfast, Peter?" asked Mrs. Jourdain.
+
+"Thank you, ma'am, I had my breakfast before I started, all alone by
+myself--but," looking at the nice beefsteak, "I think I _could_ eat a
+little more."
+
+"How many apples, by the way Peter?" asked Bella, mischievously.
+
+"Only two," he answered, quite seriously, "and a piece of taffy, and
+two cents' worth of peanuts! that's all, I think; no, a cent's worth of
+ice cream!"
+
+"Of ice cream!" exclaimed Bella, "where can you get ice cream for a
+cent?"
+
+"Why, on the street corners--real good ice cream, too--don't you know
+that?" and Peter put on an air of superior wisdom, as though he was a
+knowing young gentleman, who understood better than anybody where nice
+things were to be had.
+
+"But come, Peter," said Mr. Jourdain, "I should like to hear something
+more about your encampment. How long is your father willing you should
+have it?"
+
+"Father says, sir," replied Peter, "that we can stay until he leaves for
+Niagara, which will be next week, I guess. We're to have our camp on the
+lawn, most a quarter of a mile from the house, and some of our men are
+fixing the tents this morning. There are to be eight of 'em--isn't that
+gay, Fred? and we've got the smoke house by way of a guard tent beside;
+but there--I forgot all this time that I have a letter from papa for
+you, sir--here it is."
+
+Mr. Jourdain opened the letter, and read as follows:
+
+          MY DEAR JOURDAIN:
+
+          I send you three words, through my harum-scarum
+          Peter, merely to beg that Mrs. Jourdain and
+          yourself will feel no uneasiness concerning the
+          military expedition which has been the principal
+          subject of discussion in my household, and I
+          presume in yours also, since Thursday last. The
+          invincible Zouaves will be stationed too near the
+          house to make any danger possible, and as my
+          family are going to Niagara on Tuesday, and I
+          shall be left a "lone lorn creetur," it will be as
+          much an amusement as anything to make their safety
+          and happiness my special care.
+
+          Hoping that you will permit Fred to remain in my
+          charge a few days, I am, with regards to Mrs.
+          Jourdain,
+
+                                Very sincerely yours,
+                                           H. SCHERMERHORN."
+
+Ting-a-ling-ling went the front door bell, as if the bull in Cock Robin
+had hold of the handle. Tramp, tramp, shuffle, shuffle, in the hall, and
+then Joseph tapped at the door, and showed in a whole troop of merry,
+noisy boys, all costumed a la Zouave, and with their hair shaved so
+close that they had to frown very hard to keep their caps on.
+
+The famous Dashahed Zouaves were all mustered, sure enough; and turned
+out to consist of sixteen high privates, four captains, and a
+standard-bearer, master Tom Pringle, with a perfectly magnificent
+Star-spangled Banner in his hand, surmounted by an astonishing spread
+eagle. Then came Major Peter Schermerhorn, who was the prime spirit of
+mischief of the party, and last, though not least, the great Colonel
+Freddy; who was dancing about in a high state of glee; while the rest of
+the _men_, seeing that the _Colonel_ didn't regard dignity in the least,
+had an impromptu Zouave drill (which consists principally in turning
+somersaults) all round the dining room, the grown people looking on, in
+agonies of suppressed laughter.
+
+While this novel entertainment was in full swing, the bell tingled
+again, and Joseph entered once more, to announce, "Master Frederic, the
+escort and the band have _arriven_, and desire me to say that they are
+awaiting your pleasure."
+
+The escort and the band! Was there any end to wonders this morning? At
+those magical words, the regiment couldn't resist giving three cheers
+that nearly took the top of the house off; followed by three for Mr.
+Jourdain, when Peter made a mock-heroic speech about the uniforms; and
+finished off with a dozen more for anybody and everybody. At last Mr.
+Jourdain glanced at his watch and said, "Come, Colonel, I'm afraid
+you'll miss the boat if you don't make haste. Remember, you have a long
+march before you, and it is almost ten o'clock now."
+
+"Ah, that's a fact!" exclaimed the commander. "Ahem! fall in, old chaps,
+that is, squad--battalion--what's his name; pshaw! and let's be off."
+
+This mandate to "fall in" certainly appeared to be translated "poke in"
+by the greater part of the corps, for it was directly followed by such a
+treading upon everybody's toes, and a ramming of elbows into other
+people's stomachs and chests, and such imminent danger incurred of every
+eye in the company being put out with bayonets held upside down,
+straight out, wiggle-waggle, and "various," as rendered it highly likely
+that matters would be terminated by a fall _out_; but at last they were
+fairly in line, and marched down the steps into the street; feeling a
+little shame-faced, but excessively proud of their new and conspicuous
+position.
+
+All the neighbors were leaning out of windows, nearly petrified with
+astonishment at what was going on; while at least fifty little ragged
+boys stood staring at the door, their eyes almost popping out of their
+heads, as the glorious Dashahed Zouaves made their appearance; trying
+desperately to tuck in the broad grins that _would_ show at the corners
+of their mouths, and disturb the proper gravity of a soldier.
+
+But their good behavior was nearly put to flight altogether when they
+beheld, waiting to escort them, three of the tallest policemen in the
+city (to engage whom Mr. Jourdain had made that third call, you
+remember, in B---- street), and Dodworth's splendid brass band,
+marshalled in full force.
+
+Oh! how their eyes did sparkle! They could hardly get into marching
+order, or wait until Freddy, who had lingered behind to say good-by,
+came out and took his place at the head of the regiment. Then, with one
+more tremendous cheer, rang out the command,
+
+MARCH!
+
+Out burst the band with the glorious "Star-spangled Banner;" brightly
+streamed the folds of the flag itself in the wind; proudly Colonel
+Freddy waved his sword in the air; and so, with steps that kept time to
+the music, and hearts that thrilled with a mixture of fun and
+patriotism, the gallant Dashahed Zouaves marched off for Camp
+McClellan.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+CAMP LIFE.
+
+
+TOOT-TOOO! went the whistle of the steamboat "Mattano." "All aboard!"
+yelled the captain, and all aboard it was for the Dashahed Zouaves, and
+ever so many people beside, who, you may be sure, were all eyes when
+they found out that such a _killing_ regiment was going down with them.
+
+"Good-by, my boy," called Mr. Jourdain (who had followed the march in a
+stage) from the wharf.
+
+"Good-by, father; I say, old Beauregard will have to keep his eyes open
+now the Dashahed Zouaves are in the field!" and Freddy waved his cap in
+one hand and his sword in the other to his father, as long as he could
+see him.
+
+In a few moments the boat was fairly out from the wharf, and the whole
+regiment comfortably seated on the promenade deck; very proud of their
+new responsibilities as members of the army and society generally, and
+surrounded by a crowd of admirers.
+
+"Jolly, ain't I hungry!" exclaimed Freddy, as he joined them; "I went
+off with hardly any breakfast, I declare! wasn't that noble?"
+
+"Noble? I don't see it!" said Charley Spicer. "Nobody asked you to go
+without your breakfast!"
+
+"Why, wasn't I in a hurry to serve my country? When I was so full of
+glory, I couldn't stop to get full of beefsteak and coffee beside!"
+
+"Never mind!" cried Harry Livingston, "I have some sandwiches in my
+knapsack, and you shall have some, Fred."
+
+"Have you? there's six big apples in mine," said Charley.
+
+"Here's a quart of peanuts and half a pound of taffy for my share,"
+added Jimmy Boorman.
+
+"And I've a pair of broiled spring chickens! high diddle-diddle!"
+shouted George.
+
+"Good boy!" exclaimed Tom Pringle; "here, take my molasses and water
+bottle--canteen, I mean, and pass round the tin plate for the Colonel!"
+
+Amid high glee, every one bestowed a part of his provisions on Freddy
+until a sufficiently motley meal was collected; half of which he
+immediately offered again to his companions, who, of course, were quite
+ready to feel hungry too, and they all munched together, like a company
+of gypsies.
+
+"I say, Capting," said a tall Yankee in a fur hat, to Peter, "what may
+yew calculate dewing on Long Island?"
+
+"Why, we're going into camp, to be sure."
+
+"Lors-a-massy! them air boys all alone by theirselves!" exclaimed an
+old countrywoman, carrying a large market basket, and wearing a great
+pair of brass-rimmed spectacles. "It beats all natur!"
+
+"Yew ha'n't got no one to look arter you?" continued the tall Yankee.
+
+"Certainly; here's our commanding officer, Col. Jourdain."
+
+"Let me present Mr. ----," added Freddy, full of laugh, and highly
+enjoying the fun.
+
+"Captin George Washington Kosciusko Peter Bonaparte Solomon Hopkins!"
+said the countryman, with an awkward bow; while the boys hardly dared to
+look at each other, they were so afraid of bursting out laughing at his
+ridiculous name. Its fortunate possessor, nothing abashed, went on,
+"But dew tell, wha--at on airth _dew_ you call yourselves?"
+
+"These, sir," replied Freddy, as grave as a judge, though his eyes
+sparkled with fun, "are the famous Dashahed Zouaves, First Regiment Long
+Island Volunteers; I am the Colonel, this is Major Schermerhorn,
+Captains Spicer, Chadwick, Livingston, and Boorman, Sergeant Pringle,
+and Adjutant Costar."
+
+"Oh, _light infantry_ regiment, I calculate."
+
+"No, sir, _heavy veterans_!" put in Will Costar.
+
+"Wal I never!" exclaimed Captin George Washington Kosciusko Peter
+Bonaparte Solomon Hopkins (here the boat touched the pier of the
+Flushing Railroad); "Naow mind, Kurnel Jordan, if ever your regiment
+comes to Hempstead, yeou put for Captin Hopkins' farm, and if yeou don't
+get the biggest lot of red apples yeou ever _did_ see, I'll be made into
+apple pie myself!" and off marched the Yankee, while the boys, as soon
+as he was fairly out of sight, indulged rather ungratefully in an
+explosion of laughter.
+
+Presently the boat stopped at Ravenswood, and here the old woman got
+off; but before she went, she took an immense shiny hunk of gingerbread
+out of the great market basket, and bestowed it on Freddy, saying,
+"Here, take this, sonny; you air a dear little fellow, so like my
+Sammy, too"--and the poor old woman's voice broke, and tears began to
+gather under the brass-bound spectacles, as she turned to leave the
+boat.
+
+Freddy put down his cake, and ran after her, saying, "Thank you, ma'am,
+thank you very much; I am sorry you are distressed."
+
+The old woman stopped, and saying softly, "Bless you, my son!" she
+kissed the bright, rosy cheek, and went away quite comforted.
+
+Freddy wasn't ashamed either, not a bit, when they teased him afterward,
+but said, "I don't care, she's a real nice old thing; now, there!"
+
+Soon the boat ran up to the wharf at Astoria. Delighted to arrive at
+their journey's end, the boys scampered off as soon as the plank touched
+the shore, and "formed" on the road in fine style.
+
+"Goodness, Peter!" exclaimed Freddy, "I hope it's not very far to your
+father's place; I'm afraid I shall be melted altogether if it is."
+
+"Well, it _is_ a good way," began Peter, with rather a rueful face.
+
+"So far that I intend to take you there in comfort," said a pleasant
+voice close behind them.
+
+"Oh, father," cried Peter (for it was Mr. Schermerhorn), "how kind of
+you! Only look, boys!" and he pointed to two double rockaways which were
+waiting on the pier.
+
+In they all swarmed, managing to find places for everybody (and really,
+it is surprising how a rockaway can _stretch_ on occasion), and after a
+rapid drive along a level sandy road, the ha-ha fences of Mr.
+Schermerhorn's splendid country seat, "Locust Grove," came in view. Soon
+the carriages entered the beautiful rustic gate, its pillars surmounted
+by vases, filled with trailing plants; and in a moment more were dashing
+over the gravelled drive toward the western side of the place.
+
+At one point, the road led directly over a deep ravine, spanned by a
+bridge of rough logs. Then they whirled past a tranquil lake, dotted
+with pond lilies, and shaded by drooping willows, through which might be
+caught a glimpse of the tall white chimneys of the house. At last, with
+a sudden bend, the drive came out on a wide velvet lawn, relieved by a
+fringe of the beautiful locusts, covered, at this season of the year,
+with the fragrant pinkish flowers. At some distance a quaint Chinese
+summer house served as an observatory; beds of brilliant scarlet verbena
+and many-colored petunias dotted the grass here and there, and right
+before them, most beautiful of all in their eyes, was the encampment
+itself, eight snowy white tents, four in a row, while in the midst rose
+a tall flagstaff, with the dear old Red, White, and Blue floating from
+the summit.
+
+"Hurrah, boys, there's the tents!" shouted Peter, at the top of his
+voice "Come, let's see who'll get there first;" and, before the
+carriage could stop, Peter had hopped out, tumbled head over heels on
+the soft grass, jumped up, and scampered on in advance, followed a
+moment after by the rest.
+
+These wonderful tents were furnished just like real soldiers' dwellings;
+with a good warm blanket for each of the three occupants, a bright tin
+basin and tooth mug, a cedar bucket to draw water, a square looking
+glass, like a sticking plaster, and a couple of wooden lockers (which,
+between ourselves, were made of claret boxes) in each one; beside camp
+stools in abundance for everybody.
+
+"Here's the officers' quarters!" cried George, as he flung open the
+door of the smoke house.
+
+"No, that's the guard house, Chadwick," said Harry, "where we put the
+refracti-rac-tic-tactories."
+
+"Oh, is it? I go in for that!" shouted Will Costar, "whatever
+reractitactories may be."
+
+"You're on the wrong tack now, old chap," added Tom Pringle. "But only
+see what I've discovered! such a high old battery, boys! six brass
+cannon nearly as big as boot-jacks. Hurrah for the Dashahed Zouaves!"
+and away scampered the boys to look at the guns, while Colonel Freddy,
+quite forgetting his dignity, fell to and executed a volunteer Jim Crow
+polka, and Peter sang the following ridiculous song, making up words as
+he went along:
+
+          "Ain't I glad I'm out in the wilderness,
+                Out in the wilderness,
+                Out in the wilderness,
+           Ain't I glad I'm out in the wilderness,
+           Down in Astori-_or_?
+
+          "Good-by, boys, I'm off for Dixie,
+                Off for Dixie,
+                Off for Dixie,
+           Good-by, boys, I'm off for Dixie,
+           And sha'n't come back no more!"
+
+Meanwhile, Mr. Schermerhorn had been superintending certain arrangements
+for the provisioning of the camp, and presently a bugle call, sounded by
+one of the stable men, summoned the regiment to prepare for dinner.
+
+Peter took a bucket and went to draw some water; George and Harry made a
+fire in the smoke house, which, after all the guesses, turned out to be
+intended for the regimental kitchen; Jimmy and Tom were initiated into
+the mysteries of frying ham and potatoes by the cook, and the rest set
+the table (for the soldiers considered it a point of honor that they
+should wait on themselves).
+
+Amid high glee the table, consisting of a broad smooth plank placed upon
+horses, was laid with the tin cup and plates, the pewter forks and
+spoons, and horn-handled knives, which the boys carried in their
+knapsacks just like real soldiers, after which the table was further
+embellished by the remains of the rations they had brought with them,
+disposed around wherever they thought the dishes would have the best
+effect.
+
+The grand feast of fried ham was ready at last, and the new cooks
+presented themselves and it at table, very hungry and happy. Mrs.
+Mincemeat, the fat cook, had made the boys each put on one of her blue
+check aprons, tied under their chins, to save their uniforms; and when
+they appeared in this new array, their faces as red and shining as a
+stick of sealing wax, there was a general shout of laughter.
+
+"Well, my precious babies," cried one.
+
+"Don't soil your new bibs, my tiddy-ikle duckies!" called another.
+
+"There, don't tease them," said Freddy, the general peacemaker; "Come,
+fellows, let's have dinner; ham's good, I tell you!" and down they sat
+at table, in high, good humor.
+
+Of course the cooking business was rather to amuse the boys than in
+earnest, for the fried ham formed only a small part of the abundant
+dinner set before the gallant Zouaves. There was lamb, and green peas,
+new potatoes, fresh tomatoes, custard pudding, and raspberries, all of
+which was pronounced "fine," although Jimmy declared there never was any
+dish at Delmonico's to equal or surpass his fried ham, and the others
+fully concurred in this opinion.
+
+As soon as the dinner was fairly under way, Mr. Schermerhorn rose from
+his place at the table, where he had been carving, and said, with a
+pleased smile on his face, "Now, my brave soldiers, I must take my
+leave. Have the goodness not to do double-quick over the flower beds,
+leave a dish or so of cherries in the orchard, and, whatever you do,
+don't tumble into the lake, and I shall be satisfied."
+
+"Three cheers for Mr. Schermerhorn!" shouted Colonel Freddy. In an
+instant every fellow was on his feet, every cap was in the air, and a
+tremendous "Hurrah! hurrah! ti-ga-a-ah!" made the echoes around Camp
+McClellan wake up in a hurry, and poke their heads out of the hills to
+see where the cannonading was.
+
+Of course, being boys, the regiment cleared the dishes in astonishing
+style, and polished their plates so thoroughly that you would hardly
+have thought they wanted the grand washing they had when dinner was
+over.
+
+After stowing all the things away neatly in the smokehouse, and
+arranging their surplus luggage (which had been sent down the previous
+Saturday), in the lockers, they all had a grand game at fox and geese,
+which lasted until Freddy, perfectly worn out with laughing and
+scampering about, exclaimed, "Come, fellows, do let's sit down and be
+quiet; I'm as tired as if I had walked from here to China."
+
+"Yes, let's be _solemn_ a little while," said Peter. "In these
+_momentous_ times, we _army men_ ought to be thinking how to fix off the
+old secessionists and that sort of thing. I move we all sit down in a
+circle, and the first who laughs shall tell a story."
+
+The boys thought this was a grand idea. So they found a nice place, just
+beneath the sheltering boughs of the locusts, and, putting the camp
+stools in a ring, they sat down, to see how solemn they could be. But it
+was no use; though they pinched up their mouths, and frowned, and did
+their best to look like a company of highly respectable owls, in two
+minutes they all burst out laughing, so nearly together that nobody
+could tell who had begun.
+
+As soon as the broad faces had come back to their proper length, there
+was a general cry for a story; and as Peter had instituted the new
+regulation, he undertook to carry it out; so, drawing a long breath to
+start with, he commenced:
+
+"Once upon a time, there lived a family of bears in a thick wood.
+Grumpy-growly, the father, was a jolly, cross old fellow--oh! I guess he
+was! and the little ones didn't dare so much as to snap at a fly without
+permission, when he was around.
+
+"One day Grumpy-growly went out to take a walk, bidding the young ones
+to be very good while he was away; for he was a widower, poor fellow!
+and had to see after his family himself.
+
+"As soon as he was fairly gone, Longclawse, the eldest, said, 'Seems to
+me, brothers, we have stood this long enough. All the other cubs in the
+wood can run about as they please, and why should we be kept in this
+poky old cave? Suppose we try to get away the big log before the door?'
+for this was what Grumpy-growly put up to keep them at home.
+
+"'Good! I go in for that!' cried Bushyball, Titehugge, and Stubtail, the
+other cubs.
+
+"So first they tried to poke their noses under the log, but the plaguy
+old thing wouldn't stir. Then they turned their backs against it, and
+all kicked together with their hind legs, and presently away it went, to
+the great delight of the four bears, who didn't trouble themselves to
+put it back again, but just packed up their carpet bags, and cut stick,
+I tell you."
+
+Here Peter opened his eyes and mouth very wide, and ran out his tongue
+for a moment to get an airing, a proceeding which he frequently repeated
+during the story. Then he went on:
+
+"They had a jolly time climbing trees, rolling on the soft grass, and
+playing with the other bears they met; but at last Titehugge and
+Stubtail, the youngest, declared they were too tired to go another step,
+and must take a little nap. Longclawse and Bushyball thought they would
+go off to see the election, which they had been told was to take place
+that very day, and the others, promising not to stir from the spot
+without them, curled themselves up into tight round balls, and went to
+sleep.
+
+"While they were dreaming away, a fox came along. He was a cunning old
+codger, and hated Grumpy-growly like mustard, because the old fellow had
+once treated him, in a fit of rage, to a hug that nearly put an end to
+him. When he saw the sons of his enemy asleep, he made up his mind to
+fool them in revenge; and after he had rummaged both their carpet bags,
+to see if there was anything worth taking, he went up to Titehugge and
+pulled his ear a little to waken him. Titehugge, who was as cross as
+two sticks, and always fighting his brothers, opened his eyes, and for
+a moment looked so very like giving the fox a gentle squeeze, that foxy
+was rather startled. However, he took courage, and laying his paw on his
+heart, he made the bear such an elegant bow that he nearly cracked his
+spine. 'Ah, my d-e-a-r Titehugge! so glad to see you. You know I have
+always been a great friend of your dear papa's, and now, I should be
+overjoyed to do you a little favor. Do you happen to know that there is
+a tree near here, which is hollow from root to branches, and filled with
+wild bees' combs and honey?'
+
+"'No! cried Titehugge, 'is there? Show it to me directly, master fox,
+and don't stand there gaping at me!' You see, bears were never
+celebrated for being polite, and Titehugge had no more manners than any
+of 'em.
+
+"'Come along, then,' said the fox, 'but take care to make no noise, or
+you will waken your brother, and then he'll be wanting to have half the
+honey.'
+
+"Titehugge was a selfish little pig--bear, I mean--and though he felt
+rather shy of going off alone for the first time in his life, he was too
+greedy after the honey to let that trouble him much. However, he said,
+'You had better be careful not to play any tricks, master fox, for if
+you do, I'll give you a hug that will settle _you_--if you are such a
+dear friend of mine.'
+
+"'My d-e-a-r friend!' exclaimed the fox, 'd-o-n't say so! How can you
+suppose I would do such a shabby thing? Come, we shall soon be at the
+tree.'
+
+"Titehugge waited for nothing more, but started off with master fox, who
+kept on flattering him all the way until Titehugge thought him the
+first-_ratest_ fellow in the whole world. Presently they came to the
+hollow tree, and Titehugge, without waiting to ask any questions,
+shinned up like a streak of lightning, and began smelling down the hole.
+'But, it looks very dark down here,' cried he at last 'and I don't see
+any honey'.
+
+"'Oh, you must poke your nose further in,' said the fox, 'and you'll
+soon come to it.'
+
+"Titehugge accordingly rammed and jammed his head with great difficulty
+into the hole, which proved such an uncommonly tight fit, that, not
+finding any honey, he began trying to pull it back double quick; but lo
+and behold! pull and tug, scratch and swear as he might, he was caught
+in a mouse trap not intended for bears, while the fox stood below
+giggling. After he had amused himself enough with Titehugge's struggles,
+he scampered off to find Stubtail; bawling out, 'Good-by, my d-e-a-r
+friend, I hope you'll find the honey answer your expectations.'
+
+"Meanwhile, master Stubtail was snoring away like a catamount, when the
+fox trotted up, and seating himself beside him, began to sing a popular
+fox ballad, beginning, 'Oh? don't I love to cheat 'em!'
+
+"This soon awoke Stubtail, and opening his eyes, he saw the fox sitting,
+singing away, as if he never dreamed of such a person as Stubtail being
+near.
+
+"'Well, master fox!' he said, in a dandified way, 'whawt business have
+you, I should like to know, in the--aw company of a bearah of fashion?
+Make your mannahs, sir, and don't sit down before your bettahs! How
+horrid vulgah you are--aw!'
+
+"Up jumped the fox, and made such a beautiful bow this time, that he
+fell over on his nose, and nearly stuck his tail in the bear's face, as
+he exclaimed, 'Oh, my d-e-a-r friend! d-o-n'-t say that! I didn't mean
+to be uncivil. I only came to ask you to a little fox party that is
+coming off this afternoon, if your highness will favor us with your
+honorable company. Only ten of my cousins and seven of my brothers and
+sisters are coming--just a nice little family party; but then they are
+all such beauties! particularly my cousin, Miss Slygo Brighteyes! She is
+perfectly lovely; as slender as a bean pole, and smooth as a young
+rabbit; and then such sharp teeth, such a fine bushy tail! oh my! and
+_such_ a dancer, too, as she is!'
+
+"Now, Stubtail was as fond of dancing and flirting as his brother of
+eating, and tried to be a great dandy and beau; so when master fox gave
+such a glowing description of Miss Slygo Brighteyes, his charming
+cousin, Stubtail's whiskers curled up tighter than ever; and he could
+hardly manage to _drawl_ out, 'Aw--yaas, I think I _will_ dwop in for
+harf an 'ouah!'
+
+"When the fox heard that, he was ready to stand on his head for joy; and
+could scarcely wait while Stubtail opened his carpet bag, and took out
+his all-rounder collar, his lemon-colored kid gloves, and his pork pie
+hat, to wear at the fox's party.
+
+"But what has become of Titehugge?' he asked, suddenly noticing that his
+brother was not there.
+
+"'Oh, never mind _him_,' said the fox, 'I saw the selfish little wretch
+gobbling away at some honey as I came along, and you see he was too
+greedy to ask you to share it.'
+
+"This was enough for Stubtail, who was too hard at work drawing on his
+tight gloves to think of anything else, and away he trotted with the
+fox; who took him to a lonely hollow in the wood, where, sure enough,
+there were about fifty other foxes clustered together, but who looked at
+Stubtail as he came among them, in anything but a pleasant manner.
+
+"'Now, my friends!' exclaimed master fox himself, in a furious tone,
+'you see before you the son of that old scoundrel Grumpy-growly, who
+nearly killed me last year. At him, my dear cousins! scratch his eyes
+out! ahaaa!' and with a long growl of rage the fox made a sudden jump at
+poor Stubtail before he had time to run away, followed by all the
+others.
+
+"Stubtail fought like a perfect Zouave, hugging, scratching, and biting
+his enemies with might and main; but after all, one poor little cub
+could not do very much against a whole army of foxes, and Stubtail would
+have been killed outright before long, when suddenly a tremendous
+growling was heard! and up dashed Grumpy-growly himself, who most
+fortunately happened to be passing, and came to see what the row was,
+followed by Longclawse and Bushyball, full tilt! They didn't stop to
+inquire whether this was a free fight or not, but pitched in like a
+thousand of bricks, and demolished the foxes in a way which astonished
+them considerable.
+
+"As to master fox, he was making off first of anybody, leaving his
+friends in the lurch; but Grumpy-growly saw him, and catching him by the
+ear, made him confess all the mischief he had been about that morning;
+and as soon as he had finished, Grumpy-growly gave him one good hug,
+which killed him as dead as a coffin nail.
+
+"After the grand battle was over, Grumpy-growly marshalled the three
+cubs before him, hanging their heads, and looking perfectly miserable
+with shame and fatigue, and started off to find Titehugge; scolding and
+beating them all the way for their naughty conduct, though they were
+punished enough already; for Longclawse and Bushyball had gone to the
+election, where they had been well pummelled by a shoulder-hitting
+baboon, because they insisted on voting for Douglas as the beariest
+fellow on the ticket, and afterward met by their father, who gave them
+another thrashing for daring to come out without leave, and dragged them
+howling away. Stubtails ears were torn into ribbons, his head bleeding
+in twenty places, and unfortunately no 'Balm of the Blooming Blossoms of
+Gilead' to put on it, and, in short, the whole party looked as if they
+had been at an Irish funeral and nearly been made 'cold corpuses'
+themselves. After a long hunt, they at last found Titehugge stuck fast
+where the fox had left him, and now the puzzle was to get him out. The
+three brothers all tried in vain, and at last Grumpy-growly caught hold
+of Titehugge's tail, Longclawse of Grumpy-growly's, Stubtail of
+Longclawse's, and Bushyball of Stubtail's, and they all pulled and
+tugged together; ouf! ouf! altogether now! one, two, three, Pop! out
+came Titehugge, and out came his tail, too! and the five bears rolled
+head over heels together in such a hurley-burley, that it was a long
+time before they could get straight enough to start for home; and when
+they _did_ get there, Grumpy-growly put up the big log again, and put a
+big stone on top of that, and a hundred pound weight on top of that, and
+_one_ of those home-made pies we used to have at boarding school on top
+of _that_, which proved the heaviest of the lot, and if they ever
+happened to get out of prison again, it is more than I know."
+
+Thus ended the wonderful story of the five bears, which gave great
+amusement to the hearers, and was pronounced "first rate." Pretty soon
+after, they had a scrambling sort of tea, not quite as orderly as
+dinner, for they were all tired out with the day's adventures; and about
+seven o'clock, George, who, as I told you, was the oldest of the party,
+sensibly proposed that the regiment should go "early to bed," on the
+principle of the old maxim, and in order to be "early to rise," after
+the example of real soldiers.
+
+As they were not quite certain what were the usual ceremonies attendant
+upon soldiers' retiring, Freddy undertook to "do the thing up brown," as
+he said, in a novel and delightfully military manner. So, taking his
+place about a dozen yards in advance of the camp, and standing as stiff
+as a ramrod, just as he had seen the officers do at West Point, he
+called out "Battalion, attention!"
+
+At these words, the regiment strung themselves in a long line, like so
+many kibobs on a straw, with their captains standing in front. "Now,
+Captain Livingston, dismiss your company to quarters," and off marched
+the first company, four "men" strong, toward the tents; then the next
+four, and so on, until all had gone, and then came posting back again
+without the smallest delay.
+
+Colonel Freddy was obediently following his own orders by dismissing
+himself, with a sublime disregard of rank, when Peter suddenly called
+out, "I say, Fred, there's one thing you've forgotten!"
+
+"What is that?" asked Freddy, stopping short.
+
+"Why, we ought to have a guard. You know they always do in camps."
+
+"To be sure! I never thought of that. Come, fellows, the safety of Camp
+McClellan must be looked out for."
+
+"Very well, suppose you begin!" laughed Jimmy.
+
+"Hum, I'm the Colonel; Colonels can't be sentinels."
+
+"But I want to go to bed!" objected Will Costar.
+
+"Well, I love my country, but I think the country had better turn in
+too!" said Harry. "What business has the country to be awake and getting
+into mischief in the middle of the night?"
+
+"Voted," cried Peter, "that the guard be mounted, but that it shall go
+to bed as soon as it gets sleepy!"
+
+"Good for you! that's the way to fix it!" said Colonel Freddy. "Now
+then, boys, who'll turn out?" and two of the gallant Zouaves being
+posted, one on each side of the camp, the others produced their
+nightgowns (which, by their special entreaty, had been crammed into the
+little knapsacks), and with several hair breadth escapes from having one
+or two of the tents pitched over, as the occupants incautiously ran
+against the poles, the regiment after, I am glad to say, a most sincere
+and earnest repetition of their prayers, fell into the sweet sound sleep
+of happy childhood; while the guard, after prancing up and down about
+ten minutes, concluded to follow their example, as there was nothing
+particular in the way of an enemy to look out for.
+
+Ah! how charming looked now the little encampment, with the full
+radiance of the harvest moon streaming over the white tents, standing
+gleamingly out from the dark background of trees. No sound but the
+chirpings of insects could be heard; nothing moved about the spot but
+the flag, stirring dreamily in the summer breeze. And now the wind
+springs fresher up; it catches the bright folds, and they flash out in
+full view. God bless you, glorious old banner! floating there over as
+loyal, though boyish hearts, as ever beat in the midnight camp of the
+Army of Freedom.
+
+
+                           END OF VOL. I.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Transcriber's Notes:
+
+Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
+
+Page 18, "contined" changed to "continued" (then she continued)
+
+
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