The colonel has gone home, sick.

He has more pluck than body.

He was sun-struck, and dropped off his horse, like a dead man, on the field.

It's a great pity he hasn't twice or three times as much body; if he had, he'd make a first-rate officer." It was now Tom's turn to relate his adventures; and he modestly told his story.

His auditors were deeply interested in his narrative, and when he had finished, it was unanimously voted that Tom was a "trump;" which I suppose means nothing more than that he was a smart fellow--a position which no one who has read his adventures will be disposed to controvert.
A long period of comparative inactivity for the regiment followed the battle of Bull Run.