CHAPTER XLVI.
SURLY BRITON--THE STOLID COURAGE THAT MAKES THE ENGLISH FLAG A BANNER OF TRIUMPH--OUR COMPANY BUGLER, HIS CHARACTERISTICS AND HIS DEATH--URGENT DEMAND FOR MECHANICS--NONE WANT TO GO--TREATMENT OF A REBEL SHOEMAKER -- ENLARGEMENT OF THE STOCKADE--IT IS BROKEN BY A STORM -- THE WONDERFUL SPRING.
Early in August, F.Marriott, our Company Bugler, died.

Previous to coming to America he had been for many years an English soldier, and I accepted him as a type of that stolid, doggedly brave class, which forms the bulk of the English armies, and has for centuries carried the British flag with dauntless courage into every land under the sun.

Rough, surly and unsocial, he did his duty with the unemotional steadiness of a machine.

He knew nothing but to obey orders, and obeyed them under all circumstances promptly, but with stony impassiveness.

With the command to move forward into action, he moved forward without a word, and with face as blank as a side of sole leather.