But resumin' 'bout you pussonally, Sam, you stopped so many shells an' solid shot with that thick head of yourn that the concussion at last put you to sleep, an' we've found you so we kin take you in out of the wet an' let you sleep in a dry place.

Kin you walk ?" Sam made an effort, but staggered badly.
"Jim, you an' Dave take him by each shoulder an' walk him back to camp," said the lantern bearer.

"You jest keep straight ahead an' you'll butt into Marse Bob or old Stonewall, one or the other." "You lead the way with the lantern." "Never you mind about me or the lantern." "What you goin' to do ?" "Me?
I'm goin' to keep this lantern an' help Yank here find his friend.
Ain't he done stuck with us till we found Sam, an' I reckon I'll stick with him till he gits the boy he's lookin for, dead or alive.

Now, you keep Sam straight, and walk him back to camp.

He ain't hurt.