D'RI AND I
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"How do you feel?" I asked him as we drew up on each side of the coach.
"Split t' the collar," said he, soberly, as he rested an elbow on his pommel.
We got to headquarters at five, and turned over the prisoners. We had never a warmer welcome than that of the colonel.
"I congratulate you both," he said as he brought the rum-bottle after we had made our report. "You've got more fight in you than a wolverene. Down with your rum and off to your beds, and report here at reveille. I have a tough job for you to-morrow."
