TWO:"Then"At the stopping places were squads of guards, men more or less sick, and men on detached duty. Whereever Si or Shorty's sharp search could find a gun not actually in use, or not likely to be, it was pretty sure, by some means or other, either openly or surreptitiously, to be gotten into the hands of one of the squad. In this way, by the time they arrived at Chattanooga, they had nearly half their men armed, and had given them some preliminary instruction in handling their guns. The Indianians needed little so far as loading and firing, for they were all natural marksmen, but to the Englishman and his Irish squad the musket was a thing of mystery and dread.
THREE:"Probably he had a great deal to do with you," thought the Deacon. "He was a terror to evil-doers.""Just stick closs to the 200th Injianny and to me, and you won't git lost, Pete," said Shorty. "The 200th Injianny's your home, and all real nice boys stay around home."
THREE: Josiah not killed. Hospital at Chattanooga. Badly wounded.
THREE:"Great Jehosephat, you little brats, how did you git here?" he exclaimed, snatching little Pete up and hugging him.
