I tried to pick him up, and do something for him, but he was stone dead.

I tell you, Ben, you don't know any thing about it.

Leave it all to the Almighty." "Pooh, uncle!" sneered Ben, trying to laugh down the solemn words of the old man.

"Don't you think we'd better have a prayer meetin' before we go in ?" "I think we should fight the better for it, for he who trusts in God don't fear death." But it was evident that the words of Hapgood, especially the incident of Cerro Gordo, had made a deep impression upon the mind of the thoughtless young man.

Though the division did not move for three hours, he was very silent and sober.