We don't get out of sight of Washington.

If I can get myself sent west I'm going." "And I'm going with you," said Warner.
"Me, too," said the sergeant.
"I know that Colonel Newcomb's eyes are turning in that direction," continued Dick.

"He's a war-horse, he is, and he'd like to get into the thick of it." "You're his favorite aide," said the calculating young Vermonter.

"Can't you sow those western seeds in his mind and keep on sowing them?
The fact that you are from this western battle ground will give more weight to what you say.

You do this, and I'll wager that within a week the Colonel will induce the President to send the whole regiment to the Mississippi." "Can you reduce your prediction to a mathematical certainty ?" asked Dick, a twinkle appearing in his eye.
"No, I can't do that," replied Warner, with an answering twinkle, "but you're the very fellow to influence Colonel Newcomb's mind.