Some of us that stand here now won't be alive in twenty-four hours from now; for I don't believe the rebs are going to let us have it all our own way," said the veteran.
"Nor I," added Fred Pemberton.

"I shall be killed in this fight." "How do you know, Fred ?" demanded Hapgood, sternly.
"Of course I don't know, but I feel it in my bones that I shall fall in the first battle." "Your bones ain't no guide at all.

I know something about this business, and I've seen croakers afore to-day.

Don't talk about being killed, or even hit.

Be ready to die, do your duty like a soldier, and leave all the rest to your Maker," said the veteran, solemnly.
"I don't have any such feeling as that.