"And, I don't suppose there's a fence inside of a mile, and if there is there's not a popular rail in it." "And, Doctor," continued Harry, flinging the canteens over his shoulder, "you'll stay and take a cup of coffee and sleep with us to-night, won't you?
The trains are all far behind, and the hospital wagon must be miles away." "Seems to me that I've heard something of the impropriety of visiting your friends just about mealtime," said the Doctor quizzically, "but a cup of coffee just now has more charms for me than rigid etiquette, so I'll thankfully accept your kind invitation.

Some day I'll reciprocate with liberality in doses of quinine." In less time than that taken by well-appointed kitchens to furnish "Hot Meals to Order" the four were sitting on their blankets around a comfortable fire of rails and cedar logs, eating hard bread and broiled fat pork, and drinking strong black coffee, which the magic of the open air had transmuted into delightfully delicate and relishable viands.
"You are indebted to me," said Dr.Denslow, as he finished the last crumb and drop of his portion of the food, "for the accession to your company at this needful time, of a tower of strength in the person of Lieutenant Jacob Alspaugh." Abe groaned; the Doctor looked at him with well-feigned astonishment, and continued: "That gore-hungry patriot, as you know, has been home several months on recruiting duty, by virtue of a certificate which he wheedled out of old Moxon.

At last, when he couldn't keep away any longer, he started back, but he carefully restrained his natural impetuosity in rushing to the tented field, and his journey from Sardis to Nashville was a fine specimen of easy deliberation.

There was not a sign of ungentlemanly hurry in any part of it.

He came into my ward at Nashville with violent symptoms of a half-dozen speedily fatal diseases.