Besides, our troops are becoming experienced and they've shown their mettle.

Dick, here's a farmer gathering corn.

Let's ask him some questions, but I'll wager you a hundred to one before we begin that he knows absolutely nothing about the rebel army.

In fact, I doubt that he will know of its existence." "I won't take your bet," said Dick.
They called to the man, a typical Virginia farmer in his shirt sleeves, tall and spare, short whiskers growing under his chin.

There was not much difference between him and his brother farmer in New England.
"Good-day," said Warner.
"Good-day." "You seem to be working hard." "I've need to do it.