The office buildings were up and the sheds for the workmen.

They were erecting frames for the barracks, so Gabriel Bearse reported.

The sight of a uniform in Orham streets was no longer such a novelty as to bring the population, old and young, to doors and windows.

Miss Maud Hunniwell laughingly confided to Jed that she was beginning to have hopes, real hopes, of seeing genuine gold lace some day soon.
Captain Sam, her father, was busy.

Sessions of the Exemption Board were not quite as frequent as at first, but the captain declared them frequent enough.