3/9 To this the dull, heavy fellow responded with a surly growl. I hate to see a military man with his showlders up and his nose down close to his charrger's mane. Faith, I'm half-disposed to make ye throw the stirrups over the nag's neck, and I would if we'd toime. But we've none to spare for picking ye up when ye came off .-- Here," he cried to the two men next behind, for we now rode two and two; "why are your carbines not full-cocked--rifles, I mane? |