Men of your troop state that you were in barracks when the shots were fired, and the wound was not made by a service revolver, but by a much smaller weapon.

Yet there are circumstances which puzzle us, but which, no doubt, you can explain.

Two shots had been fired from your revolver," and he pushed the weapon across the table.
"I rode ahead of the troop in march yesterday," Hamlin explained, "and fired twice at a jack-rabbit.

I must have neglected to replace the cartridges.

Private Stone was with me." "Why did you submit to arrest so easily, without any attempt to clear yourself ?" The Sergeant's gray eyes smiled, but his response was quietly respectful.
"I was condemned before I really knew what had occurred, sir.