They're mighty wild, winter's here an' the marchin' will be about as bad as it could be.

Them's mostly Pennsylvania men with you, an' they don't know a thing 'bout that thar region.

Like as not you'll be walkin' right straight into an ambush, an' that'll be the end of you an' them Pennsylvanians." "You're a cheerful prophet, Red Blaze." "I meant if you didn't take care of yourselves an' keep a good lookout, which I know, of course, that you're goin' to do.

I was jest statin' the other side of the proposition, tellin' what would happen to keerless people, but Colonel Newcomb an' Major Hertford ain't keerless people.
Good-bye, Mr.Mason.Mebbe I'll see you ag'in before this war is over." "Good-bye, Red Blaze.

I truly hope so." The train was moving now and with a last powerful grasp of a friendly hand Dick went into the coach.