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a regiment of 'em. Don't you reckon I 'm about right in my figures?"

"I could n't say," replied the officer, in an indifferent way. He saw that Major Goolsby was angry, but he did n't know what the major's anger meant. "I could n't say. If all of them have enlisted as many men as I have, the army will be a great deal larger in the course of the next three months."

"Don't you think you could do a great deal more damage to the Yankees, if you had the will, than that boy you 've just served notice on?" asked the major, with a little more asperity than he had yet shown. "Why don't you get a basket and catch tomtits, and send 'em on to the front? The woods are full of 'em."

"Now, if you 'll tell me how all this concerns you," said the officer, bristling up, "I 'll be much obliged to you."

The major took one step forward and, with a movement quick as lightning, slapped the officer in the face with his open hand. "That 's for little Billy!" he exclaimed.

The officer sprang back and placed his hand under his coat as if to draw a pistol. The major whipped out a big morocco pocket-