But, fellow-citizens, I for one am ready to meet them, and desire that you elect me fourth corporal of Company I, so that I can serve you in a more efficient manner, while we meet as a band of brothers, the cursed horde of Northern Hessians and hirelings.
I thank you for your attention, gentlemen, and would thank you for your votes." Well, the election came off, and Dave was elected by an overwhelming majority.

But the high eminence of military distinction enthralled him.
He seemed to live in an atmosphere of greatness and glory, and was looking eagerly forward to the time when he would command armies.
He had begun to climb the ladder of glory under most favorable and auspicious circumstances.

He felt his consequence and keeping.

He was detailed once, and only once, to take command of the third relief of camp guard.

Ah, this thing of office was a big thing.