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THREE:Lieut. Bowersox left the road with his detachment and made his way across the fields, over ditches, ravines and creeks, through the thickets and the brush, and at last came out on top of Missionary Ridge at the north side of Rossville Gap.It wasn't that the natives were hideous, either. Their very name had been given to them by men in a kind of affectionate mockery, since they weren't advanced enough even to have such a group-name of their own as "the people." They were called Alberts, after a half-forgotten character in a mistily-remembered comic strip dating back before space travel, before the true beginnings of Confederation history. If you ignored the single, Cyclopean eye, the rather musty smell and a few other even more minor details, they looked rather like two-legged alligators four feet tall, green as jewels, with hopeful grins on their faces and an awkward, waddling walk like a penguin's. Seen without preconceptions they might have been called cute.
FORE:Why, It's Shorty! Said the General, Recognizing Him At Once 129"So did I," chorused the others.
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FORE:"What in the world are we goin' to do for grub, Si?" asked Shorty, as soon as he got his eyes fairly open.
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FORE:In the dimness Marvor shook his head no, like a master. "I want you with me in the plan I have," he said. "I want you to help me."
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THREE:"Why, you're crazy," gasped the Deacon.
FORE:"They must have 'em in their boots, boys. Pull 'em off," said Harry. "There's where spies usually carry their most important papers.""Well, from the talk that comes down from headquarters," said Si, "he may need every man. We've never had enough men so far. The rebels have always had more men than we did, and had the advantage of position. We only won by main strength and bull-headedness, and Rosecrans's good management. The rebels are straining every nerve to put up the fight o' their lives, and they say old Jo Johnston's got nearly as many men over there at Buzzard Roost as we have, and works that beat them we hustled Bragg out of around Tullyhomy."
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THREE:"You little brat," said Shorty reprovingly; "you don't know what's good for you. You do as they say, and learn to write as quick as you kin." Then, in a softer tone: "Now, Sammy, I want you to promise to write me a long lettertwo sheets o' foolscap."
