I never knew anybody else as particular about his clothes, and it seems that the uniform and shoes you furnished him are not all right.

He's a gentleman and he wouldn't lie.

I met him at Cedar Run, when the burying parties were going over the field.

He was introduced to me by my cousin, Harry Kenton, who is on the other side.
Harry wouldn't associate with any fellow who isn't all right." "All the same, if I ever catch that young jackanapes of a St.
Clair--it's an easy name to remember--I'll strip my uniform off him and turn him loose for his own comrades to laugh at." "But we won't catch either him or his comrades for a long time." "That's so, but in the end we'll catch 'em.

Now, Mr.Mason, you don't agree with me about many things, but you're only a boy and you'll know better later on.