When he finally spoke his voice was as bitter as dregs.

"Oh, you're going to do great things, I s'pose!" The loud soldier blew a thoughtful cloud of smoke from his pipe.

"Oh, I don't know," he remarked with dignity; "I don't know.

I s'pose I'll do as well as the rest.

I'm going to try like thunder." He evidently complimented himself upon the modesty of this statement.
"How do you know you won't run when the time comes ?" asked the youth.
"Run ?" said the loud one; "run ?--of course not!" He laughed.
"Well," continued the youth, "lots of good-a-'nough men have thought they was going to do great things before the fight, but when the time come they skedaddled." "Oh, that's all true, I s'pose," replied the other; "but I'm not going to skedaddle.