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'As numberless as the sands on the seashore, As numberless as the sands on the shore, Oh, what a sight 'twill be, when the ransomed host we see, As numberless as--' Well, what do you say?
Shall we heave ahead for the place where Uncle Sam's birds are goin' to nest--his two-legged birds, I mean ?" They walked up the beach a little way, then turned inland, climbed a dune covered with beachgrass and emerged upon the flat meadows which would soon be the flying field.

They walked about among the sheds, the frames of the barracks, and inspected the office building from outside.

There were gangs of workmen, carpenters, plumbers and shovelers, but almost no uniforms.

Barbara was disappointed.
"But there ARE soldiers here," she declared.

"Mamma said there were, officer soldiers, you know." "I cal'late there ain't very many yet," explained her companion.
"Only the few that's in charge, I guess likely.