See, the silver beauties!" "And here are mine too!" said Pennington, holding up his string.
"And mine also!" said Dick.
"I don't like the way we had to run," said Warner.

"We were practically within our own lines and we were compelled to be undignified.

I've been insulted by that flap-brimmed scoundrel, Slade, and I shall not forget it.

If he hangs upon our flank in this campaign I shall make a point of it, if I am able, to present him with a bullet." The sound of thudding hoofs came, and Colonel Winchester and a troop galloped up.
"We heard shots!" he exclaimed.

"What was it ?" Dick held up his fish.
"We've been fishing, sir," he replied, "and as you can see, we've had success, but we were interrupted by the guerrilla Slade, whom I met in Mississippi, and his men.