So with these men and then. They were much like the men you know, Under the beards and the strangeness of clothes with a different fit. They wrote mush-notes to their girls and wondered how it would go, Half-scared, half-fierce at the thought, but none yet ready to quit.

Georgia, New York, Virginia, Rhode Island, Florida, Maine, Piney-woods squirrel-hunter and clerk with the brand-new gun, Thus they were marshalled and drilled, while Spring turned Summer again, Until they could stumble toward death at gartersnake-crooked Bull Run.