A cannon ball whistling by my head would scare me half to death, but it wouldn't disturb them a bit.

They'd look with an evil eye at that cannon ball as it flew by and say to it in threatening tones: 'What are you doing here?
Let this fellow alone.

He belongs to us.'" "Which way is McClellan coming, Harry ?" asked St.Clair.
"Off there to the east, where you hear the guns." "How many men has he ?" "Anywhere from a hundred thousand to a hundred and thirty thousand.
There are various reports." Langdon, who had been listening, whistled.
"It doesn't look like a picnic for the Invincibles," he said.

"When I volunteered for this war I didn't volunteer to fight a pitched battle every day.

What did you volunteer for, Harry ?" "I don't know." The three laughed.