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1. The living population of all parts of the earth's surface which have
yet been examined has undergone a succession of changes which, upon the
whole, have been of a slow and gradual character.
2. When the fossil remains which are the evidences of these successive
changes, as they have occurred in any two more or less... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
I think that I cannot employ my last opportunity of addressing you,
officially, more properly--I may say more dutifully--than in revising
these old judgments with such help as further knowledge and reflection,
and an extreme desire to get at the truth, may afford me.
1. With respect to the first proposition, I may rem... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
5. The significance of persistent types, and of the small amount of
change which has taken place even in those forms which can be shown to
have been modified, becomes greater and greater in my eyes, the longer I
occupy myself with the biology of the past.
Consider how long a time has elapsed since the Miocene epoch. Y... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The very remarkable results which have been brought to light by the
sounding and dredging operations, which have been carried on with such
remarkable success by the expeditions sent out by our own, the American,
and the Swedish Governments, under the supervision of able naturalists,
have a bearing in the same directio... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
But when we turn to the higher _Vertebrata_, the results of recent
investigations, however we may sift and criticise them, seem to me to
leave a clear balance in favour of the doctrine of the evolution of
living forms one from another. Nevertheless, in discussing this question,
it is very necessary to discriminate car... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
I think it necessary to distinguish between the former and the latter
classes of intermediate forms, as _intercalary types_ and _linear types_.
When I apply the former term, I merely mean to say that as a matter of
fact, the form B, so named, is intermediate between the others, in the
sense in which the _Anoplotherium... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The scapula resembles that of the cetacean _Hyperoodon_, but the supra-
spinous fossa is larger and more seal-like; as is the humerus, which
differs from that of the _Cetacea_ in presenting true articular surfaces
for the free jointing of the bones of the fore-arm. In the apparently
complete absence of hinder limbs, a... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
When I addressed you in 1862, I should have been bold indeed had I
suggested that palaeontology would before long show us the possibility of
a direct transition from the type of the lizard to that of the ostrich.
At the present moment, we have, in the _Ornithoscelida_, the intercalary
type, which proves that transitio... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The genus _Equus_ is represented as far back as the latter part of the
Miocene epoch; but in deposits belonging to the middle of that epoch its
place is taken by two other genera, _Hipparion_ and _Anchitherium_;[2]
and, in the lowest Miocene and upper Eocene, only the last genus occurs.
A species of _Anchitherium_ was... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
[Footnote 3: I am indebted to M. Gervais for a specimen which indicates
that the fibula was complete, at any rate, in some cases; and for a very
interesting ramps of a mandible, which shows that, as in the
_Paloeotheria_, the hindermost milk-molar of the lower jaw was devoid of
the posterior lobe which exists in the h... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The process by which the _Anchitherium_ has been converted into _Equus_
is one of specialisation, or of more and more complete deviation from
what might be called the average form of an ungulate mammal. In the
Horses, the reduction of some parts of the limbs, together with the
special modification of those which are l... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
In its general form, _Plagiolophus_ resembles a very small and slender
horse,[4] and is totally unlike the reluctant, pig-like creature depicted
in Cuvier's restoration of his _Paloeotherium minus_ in the "Ossemens
Fossiles."
[Footnote 4: Such, at least, is the conclusion suggested by the
proportions of the skeleton f... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
In _Cainotherium_ and _Dichobune_ the upper incisors are fully developed.
There are seven grinders; the teeth form a continuous series without a
diastema. The metatarsals, the navicular and cuboid, and the distal end
of the fibula, remain free. In the _Cainotherium_, also, the second
metacarpal is developed, but is mu... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
I could as soon admit special creation, at once, as suppose that the
Perissodactyles and Artiodactyles had no five-toed ancestors. And when we
consider how large a portion of the Tertiary period elapsed before
_Anchitherium_ was converted into _Equus_, it is difficult to escape the
conclusion that a large proportion o... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The _Amphibia_ and _Pisces_ tell the same story. There is not a single
class of vertebrated animals which, when it first appears, is represented
by analogues of the lowest known members of the same class. Therefore, if
there is any truth in the doctrine of evolution, every class must be
vastly older than the first rec... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
[Footnote 5: The paper "On the Form and Distribution of the Landtracts
during the Secondary and Tertiary Periods respectively; and on the Effect
upon Animal Life which great Changes in Geographical Configuration have
probably produced," by Mr. Searles V. Wood, jun., which was published in
the _Philosophical Magazine_,... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
I have elsewhere[6] stated at length the reasons which lead me to
recognise four primary distributional provinces for the terrestrial
_Vertebrata_ in the present world, namely,--first, the _Novozelanian_, or
New-Zealand province; secondly, the _Australian_ province, including
Australia, Tasmania, and the Negrito Islan... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
But it is very remarkable that while the Miocene fauna of the Arctogaeal
province, as a whole, is of the same character as the existing fauna of
the same province, as a whole, the component elements of the fauna were
differently associated. In the Miocene epoch, North America possessed
Elephants, Horses, Rhinoceroses,... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
That there was a continuity of dry land between Europe and North America
during the Miocene epoch, appears to me to be a necessary consequence of
the fact that many genera of terrestrial mammals, such as _Castor,
Hystrix, Elephas, Mastodon, Equus, Hipparion, Anchitherium, Rhinoceros,
Cervus, Amphicyon, Hyoenarctos_, a... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The fact that this immense fauna of Miocene Arctogaea is now fully and
richly represented only in India and in South Africa, while it is shrunk
and depauperised in North Asia, Europe, and North America, becomes at
once intelligible, if we suppose that India and South Africa had but a
scanty mammalian population before... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
Let us now take a step further back in time, and inquire into the
relations between the Miocene Fauna and its predecessor of the Upper
Eocene formation.
Here it is to be regretted that our materials for forming a judgment are
nothing to be compared in point of extent or variety with those which are
yielded by the Mioc... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
There is nothing, then, in what is known of the older Eocene mammals of
the Arctogaeal province to forbid the supposition that they stood in an
ancestral relation to those of the Calcaire Grossier and the Gypsum of
the Paris basin, and that our present fauna, therefore, is directly
derived from that which already exis... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
Thus I am led to think that by far the simplest and most rational mode of
accounting for the great change which took place in the living
inhabitants of the European area at the end of the Mesozoic epoch, is the
supposition that it arose from a vast alteration of the physical
geography of the globe; whereby an area lon... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
How do similar reasonings apply to the other great change of life--that
which took place at the end of the Palaeozoic period?
In the Triassic epoch, the distribution of the dry land and of
terrestrial vertebrate life appears to have been, generally, similar to
that which existed in the Mesozoic epoch; so that the Tria... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
For my part, I entertain no sort of doubt that the Reptiles, Birds, and
Mammals of the Trias are the direct descendants of Reptiles, Birds, and
Mammals which existed in the latter part of the Palaeozoic epoch, but not
in any area of the present dry land which has yet been explored by the
geologist.
This may seem a bol... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
I see nothing whatever against the supposition that distributional
provinces of terrestrial life existed in the Devonian epoch, inasmuch as
M. Barrande has proved that they existed much earlier. I am aware of no
reason for doubting that, as regards the grades of terrestrial life
contained in them, one of these may hav... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
The Permian epoch marks the commencement of a new movement of upheaval in
our area, which dry land existed in North America, Europe, Asia, and
Africa, as it does now. Into this great new continental area the Mammals,
Birds, and Reptiles developed during the Palaeozoic epoch spread, and
formed the great Triassic Arctog... | Discourses: Biological & Geological: Essays | Huxley, Thomas Henry | 1825 | 1895 | ['en'] | 13 | {'Geology', 'Biology'} | PG10060 | |
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The Iron Game
A TALE OF THE WAR
BY
HENRY F. KEENAN
"Heavy and solemn the cloudy column
Over the green fields marching came,
Measureless spread like a... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
All his young life Jack had dreamed of West Point and the years of
training that were to fit him for the glories of war. He knew the
battles of the Revolution as other boys knew the child-lore of the
nursery. He had the campaigns of Marlborough, the strategy of Turenne,
the inspirations of the great Frederick, and the... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
When, however, the stupefying news came that a national garrison had
been fired upon by the South Carolinians, in Charleston Harbor, the
college boys took sides strongly. There were many in the classes from
Maryland and Virginia. These were as ardent in admiration of their
Southern compatriots as the Northern boys wer... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The recitations were sadly disjointed that day, and the excited
professors were glad when rest came. The humanities had received
disjointed exposition during that session. Jack had been summoned to the
president's sanctuary, where he had been received with a parental
tenderness that brought the tears to his big brown ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"O Jack, Jack! what shall we do? How can we live without you! And oh, my
son, you are too young to go to the war. You will break down. You can't
manage a--a musket, and the--the heavy load the soldiers carry. My son,
don't break your mother's heart. Don't go--don't, Jack, Jack! What shall
I do?--O Polly, what shall we... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"But you--you, ought to be a colonel. Your father was a major-general in
the Mexican War at twenty-five. A Sprague can't be a private soldier!"
she cried, seizing on this as the only tenable ground where she could
begin the contest against the two children confederated against her.
"I don't want to owe everything to m... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
CHAPTER II.
FLAG AND FAITH.
If Acredale had not been for a century the ancestral seat of the
Spragues, and in its widest sense typical of the suburban Northern town,
there would be merely an objective and extrinsic interest in portraying
its sequestered life, its monotonous activities. But Acredale was not
only a ve... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The public edifices of the town--the Episcopal church, the free academy,
the bank, the young ladies' seminary--were very unlike such institutions
in the bustling, treeless towns of to-day. Corinthian columns and Greek
friezes adorned these architectural evidences of Acredale's affluence
and taste. The village had grow... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Oh, I'll bring home glory. Napoleon said that every soldier carried a
marshal's _bâton_ in his knapsack."
"I'm afraid you won't have room for it if you carry all the things that
I know of intended for you in this and other families."
"Yes; but, Polly, you know, or perhaps you don't know, a _bâton_ is like
a college l... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Is he?" She had turned swiftly to gather a ball of worsted, and when it
was secured began to rummage in her work-basket for something that
seemed from her intentness to be vitally necessary to her at the moment.
"Yes, he wrote to President Grandison that he should go as soon as his
passports and remittances came. He'... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"You mustn't tell me your army plans, Vint. I'm a soldier," and Jack
drew himself up with martial pomposity, "and--and--perhaps I ought to
arrest you now as an enemy, you know. I will look in the articles of war
and find out my duty in such cases." Jack waved his arm reassuringly, as
if to bid the rebel take heart for... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"But there's not a full-grown man among all these I've seen. How do you
suppose they are to endure march and battle? None of them can ride. All
our young men ride, and cavalry is the main thing in modern armies."
In the Sprague parlors conversation of this risky sort was eschewed.
Mistress Sprague was anxious that the... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"That's a rather solemn view to take of what Jack regards as the path of
glory."
"Oh, you know what I mean: under the flag there can or ought to be no
friendships--the bullet sent from the musket, the sword drawn in light,
must be aimed blindly. It might be my fate, for example, to meet
Jack, to--to--"
"Yes," Olympia ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
CHAPTER III.
MALBROOK S'EN VA-T-EN GUERRE.
Olympia had been jogging along, apparently oblivious to everything but
the blazing vision of sun and cloud above the lake, purpling shapes of
mirage, reflecting the smooth surface of the glowing water. But as the
young man's voice--fallen into a melodious murmur--ceased, sh... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Pray don't let us talk on this subject. I'm free to own that it does
not interest me. Then," he added adroitly, "you are readier in argument
than I, because you were brought up in it. But what I want to say is,
that it seems base for me to turn upon the goodness I have met in this
house, and--and--"
"But you need not... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"It is fortunate the letter from my mother came to-night." He stood
quite, over her chair, his eyes glittering strangely, his
manner excited.
"Do you know what they think at home? They say that I--I am not true to
my cause; that my heart is with the North--that I want to stay here."
"They won't think that when they he... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
'No blood-stained woes in mankind's story
Should daunt the heart that's set on glory.'
"That's too trivial--the sort of doggerel for newspaper poets' corners
rather than a warrior's shield.
'Think on the perils that environ
The man that meddles with cold iron!'
"That's too much like a caution, an... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Pray be serious. You are too young to talk of love."
"I am twenty-two; my father was married at nineteen."
"No, dear Vincent, don't talk of this now. You don't know your own mind
yet. I am sure that when you go home and think over the matter you will
see that it would be impossible, but, even if you were sure of your... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
In a little glow of what was plainly not displeasure, the young woman
"filed" this "writ of pre-emption," as Jack afterward called it, in
careful hiding, and resumed meditation of the writer. It could not now
be answered, for letters between the lines were subject to censorship,
and Olympia perhaps shrank from adding ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"What an outrageous state of things!" Olympia cried, hotly. "Our family
sympathize with traitors indeed! Why, it was my father who, in the
Senate, upheld Jackson when he stamped out South Carolina in its
rebellion. Oh! it is monstrous, such a calumny. Why, just think of it!
The only man in the family is a private sold... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
When a whole people have but one thought in mind that thought becomes
mania. Acredale had but this one thought, "Beat rebellion and punish
rebels." "On to Richmond!" was the cry, and forming ranks to go there
the business that everybody took in hand. These had been great days to
Jack. He began to feel something of the... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
CHAPTER IV.
GUELPH AND GHIBELLINE.
The shifting of Jack's company to the regimental camp in Warchester left
a broad gap in the lines of the social life of Acredale. Jack's going
alone, to say nothing of the others, would have eclipsed the gayety of
many home groups besides his own, in which the Sprague primacy in a
... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"The time will come, Senator, that you'll be sorry for this hour's
work," Boone said, joining Sprague at the door as he was leaving
the hall.
"How's that?" the other asked, with just the shade of superciliousness
in the tone admired in the Senate for suavity. "I hope I am always sorry
when I do wrong, in speech or act... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The event was potent as the cross Constantine saw, or dreamed he saw, in
the sky, in the conversion of party workers to the new Administration.
Everybody looked forward to an eminent future for the potent partisan
and millionaire, the first of that--now not uncommon--hierarchy that
replace the feudal barons in modern ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Education, after all, papa, is like a trade. A man may be able to
handle all the tools and not know their names. Now, you are a
well-informed man, but, because you didn't know logic, grammar,
scientific terms, and the like, you thought yourself ignorant."
In the new confidence in himself he was surprised at his own a... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"We shall all have to live up to your shoulder-straps and brass buttons
after this, Wesley," she cried, as the proud young dandy strutted over
the arabesques of the library, where the delighted papa marched him, the
better to survey the boy's splendor. "And think of the fate that awaits
you if, in the esteem of Acreda... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
It is worth the noting, this trait of Acredale, at a time when riches
and success are looked upon as condoning every breach of the decalogue.
Just how the intimacy between the two men came about was not known. It,
however, was known that when Boone first came to Acredale he had been
helped in his affairs by Dick Perle... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"You're no more than a thief, Wes Boone; your father stole all he's got.
Some day I'll make him give it back, or send him to jail, where he ought
to be now."
Schoolboy though the railer was, Boone staggered against the hedge, the
words brought a dreadful flush and then a livid pallor to the miserable
parent's cheek. H... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
All the fine equipages of the town drew up in the roads and lanes
flanking the camp, where with leveled glasses the mothers, sisters, and
sweethearts watched the columns as they skirmished, formed squares, or
"passed the defile," quite sure that the rebels would fly in confusion
before such surprising manoeuvres. This... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
Jack, to whom the manual was a very sacred thing, broke into fierce
ridicule of the commander, declaring that he was better fitted for
sutler than colonel. When the savage speech was reported to headquarters
that young fellow's prospects for the straps--never the best--were by no
means improved. The review brought bit... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
A still more trying injustice befell the luckless Jack. For a long time
he had, as senior, acted as orderly sergeant of Company K. This officer
is virtually the executive functionary in the company. It is his place
to form the men in rank, make out details, and prepare everything for
the captain. The orderly sergeant ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
Fortunately for the efficiency of the raw army, as this public
discontent reached its most acute stage orders came to march the troops
to Washington. The Caribees were the first body of soldiers sent from
Warchester, and there was a memorable scene when the jaunty ranks filed
through the streets to the station. By the... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"No, I am not going to put anything in." She bent over while Barney
Moore, one of Jack's Acredale comrades, gallantly loosed the straps. She
searched carefully through the divers articles, taking everything out,
Jack looking on ruefully while his companions gathered about in vague
curiosity. When she had removed and r... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
In Philadelphia, the regiment marched across the city to resume its
journey. It was a cold spring night, and the regimental quartermaster
and commissary had made no provision for the men. Indeed, as the
observant Jack afterward learned, it was part of the plan of the groups
that first began to create great fortunes du... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
But now the train was at rest, and the officers--who had not been seen
during the journey--turned out in resplendent plumery. The station--in
those days a tumble-down barrack--was already crowded with soldiery. The
Caribees were aligned along the track, the officers so bewildered by the
confusion that it was by a mira... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Oh, they come to make requisition on General Bacchus; he's the
commissary-general of the brigadiers--don't you know?" Barney said,
innocently.
"General Bacchus? Barney, you're crazy--there's no such officer in the
army--I know all the names--you mean General Banks, don't you?"
"Oh, no, I'm not mistaken--General Bacch... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
How proud and glad and manly they felt, these bright-eyed boys--for boys
they mostly were; not a hundred in the regiment had seen their
five-and-twentieth year. One razor would have been ample for the beards
of the whole battalion. And oh, the nameless, the intoxicating sense of
solidarity as they swept the vast reach... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
All this manoeuvring for space in such close quarters was great fun for
lads accustomed to roomy houses, and careless, almost to slovenliness,
in the matter of keeping things in place. Absurd as these details may
seem, they were all parts, and very important parts, in the life and
training of that mighty host that car... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
There was no time for dullness. Every hour had its duty, and these soon
became second nature to the zealous young warriors. Such rivalry to best
master the manual, to hold the most soldierly stature in the ranks, to
detect the drill-sergeant when, to test their attention, he gave a false
command! And then the coronal ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Well, my man, what is it?"
Without a word Jack handed him the envelope, and with a sort of
reverence to the tall figure whose face was turned kindly toward him he
backed to the door.
"O Barney, I've seen the President!"
"Seen the President! No? Oh! Why could not I have gone in with you? It's
always my luck."
"No: it ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
What an exuberant, vagrant life it was! The blood warms and the nerves
tingle after the tensions and heats of a quarter of a century as those
days of sublime vagabondage come back. The melodious morning calls that
waked the sleepy, lusty young bodies; the echoing bugle and the abrupt
drum! And then the roll-call, in t... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
As July wore on, the signs of movement grew. Regiments were moved away
mysteriously, and soon the Caribees were almost alone on Meridian Hill.
Jack was filled with dire fears that the commanding officer, having
discovered the incompetency of Oswald, feared to take the Caribees to
the front. Something of the rumor spre... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"No; most fellows can consider themselves lucky if an angel touches
their lips--or heart," Barney cried, naïvely.
"Well, never mind that sort of angel now, Barney," Nick said, pettishly;
"I notice that you always bring up with something about the girls, no
matter what the subject we set off on. It's the jalap--isn't t... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
_"Was haben sie? Kohlen, nicht wahr--sauerkraut--das is aber schon?"_
"Yes, mein golonel, I hof cabbage und sauerkraut und"--looking about
circumspectly--"_etwas schnapps aus Antwerpen gebracht?"_
The "golonel's" eyes glistened and he made a motion for the vender to go
to the rear of the marquee. Passing through from ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Well, haven't I won the guinea, now? It cost me just twice that. If
ye's have a spark of honor ye'll pay your just dues, so ye will," Barney
said, in the evening, returning from parade, where Lieutenant-Colonel
Grandison officiated as commander, to the unconcealed delight of all but
the Oswald parasites among the off... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Here, Jack, are two recruits who declare they must enter Company K."
His gun was on his arm and his knapsack on his back, but only the
realization that a score of eyes were upon him saved Jack from dropping
limply on the ground, as, looking in the group, he saw Dick Perley and
Tom Twigg grinning ingratiatingly at him... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"You impudent young scamp--to write that to your best friend! Don't you
know it will kill her?"
Dick had no answer for this, and looked perplexedly at Tom, who was lost
in admiration of a neighboring group engaged in athletic exercises. He
felt rather than heard the question put by the Mentor, and observing
Dick's dis... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"But you couldn't be in the company in any event. You look more like
rebels than soldiers, with your gray jackets and trousers"--for the boys
still wore their Acredale uniform, an imitation of the West Point
cadet's costume. "We shall be on the march in a few minutes, and there
is only one of two things to be done. Re... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
AN ARMY WITH BANNERS.
It has always seemed to me that the life, the routine, the many small
haps in the daily function of a soldier, which in sum made up to him all
that there was in the _devoir_ of death, ought to be read with interest
by the millions whose kin were part of the civil war, as well as by
those who kne... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
Now, at the very moment the legions were stripped for the march, many of
them were without proper ammunition. Various arms were in use, and the
same cartridge did not lit them all. Eager groups could be seen all
through the brigades filing down the leaden end of the cartridge to make
their weapons effective, until a p... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Now we're in Jeff Davis's land," Barney called out from one of the rear
files, as the company reached midway in the bridge.
"Not by a long shot," Nick Marsh cried. "Davis's land begins and ends
within cannon-shot of himself. He is like the Duke of Saxe-Meiningen--he
has to beg his neighbor's permission to hold battal... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Dear Mother: How I wish you and Polly could see us now! We are really
on the march at last. The battle can't be far off. We are not many miles
from the enemy, and, if he stands, what glorious news you will hear very
soon! I wish you could have seen us to-day. Colonel Sherman, who is the
sternest looking man I ever sa... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
A delirious expectation, a rapturous sense of holding the post of
danger, kept every sense in such a thrill of anticipation that the hours
passed like minutes. The dusty roads, the intolerable thirst, and the
nauseous, tepid water, the blistered feet, the abraded hips, where the
cartridge-box began to wear the flesh--... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Beauregard is no fool. His army is massed near the point that he is
guarding--Manassas Junction. You seem to think that war is a game of
chance, armies fighting just where they happen to meet each other. Not
at all. Our business is to march to Richmond; Beauregard's business is
to prevent us. To do this he must, firs... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"THE ASSYRIAN CAME DOWN LIKE THE WOLF ON THE FOLD."
The next morning the march was resumed by daylight, the two companies
remaining on the skirmish-line. The country gradually became more rugged
as the route brought them near Centreville. There were no hills--a bare
but not bleak champaign, mostly without houses or f... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"My God, I'm hit!"
Yes, a fair-haired lad--one of his class--tottered a second in a limp,
helpless way, and fell headlong, pitching into the little stream. Jack
ran and lifted him out; but even before the hospital corps came the boy
was dead. The bullet had gone quite through his heart.
However, now the first numbing ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
When the regiment came up, however, they forgot their mortification in
the eager questioning and envious jocularities of the rest. Companies K
and H were so beset that they forgot to boil their coffee, and would
have gone thirsty to their dewy beds, if the other companies' cooks had
not shared their rations with the g... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"That chap is too lean and hungry to have much stomach for a fight; he
looks better fitted for wielding the ferule than the sword. Schoolmaster
is written in every line of his face and stamped in his
pedagogue manner."
The march that day was south by a little west, and about nine o'clock a
cool morning breeze lifted t... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
There was no provost guard to spur on the stragglers; and when, late in
the afternoon, the way-worn columns spread themselves on the western
slope of the hamlet of Centreville, at least a third of each regiment
was far in the rear. Nearly every man had, in the heat and burden of the
march, thrown away the provisions i... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
This is the homely way these unscientific strategists made the movement
known to each other, and it very aptly describes the formulated plan of
battle, save that, of course, there were gaps between the forces here
and there along this human crescent. Long before daylight Sherman's
brigade, with a battery of guns and a... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Lie down, men!" The command rings out and is echoed along the column.
The guns have the range, and the enemy knows the ground. The Caribees
are directly in the sweep of the artillery, and the command comes to
them by company to crawl backward, exposing themselves as little as may
be. Presently two brass guns are brou... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Old Longstreet himself would envy me now," the rebel cried, his mouth
stuffed with the cold meat and hard-tack, almost as fresh and crisp as
soda-crackers, for the contractors had not yet learned the trick of
making them out of sawdust, white sand, and other inexpensive
substitutes for flour.
"Longstreet?" Barney sai... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
Direr still, hideous clamor of masked cannon, right in their very faces,
added the horror of surprise to the disorder of attack, and the thick
blue lines broke in irrestrainable confusion. The terror of the unknown
seized officers and men alike. In five minutes the crest was cleared,
and the ignoble vanity, ignorance,... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The officers had been dispirited. Major Mike had raged over the field,
through the woods, a very angry man indeed, belaboring the fleeing men
with his sword and imploring those he couldn't reach to "come to me
here. Dress on me. There's no call to be afeard. We've more men than
they have, and we'll soon wallop them."
... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The men and officers looked very conscious and uncomfortable under the
gamut of jeers, for word went along the line, and all along the route to
the rear they passed through this clamor of contemptuous outcry.
"Well, I thought we had reached the eminent deadly pinnacle of
disgrace," Barney said, with a sigh, as a group... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
The talk in the camp that night was of home--of anything and everything
but the dreadful to-morrow, so long looked forward to with eager hope,
now regarded with uncertainty that was not so much fear as the memory of
the panic at Blackburn's Ford. Jack was provided with a large atlas map
of Virginia, and with the bits ... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Which would be the better plan?"
"Ah! that no one can say. The first is sure enough and less dangerous,
if the commander is not certain of his men, because you notice that we
felt excellent and confident all day, so long as we were marching
forward and pushing the enemy from our path. The trial in battle is to
be kep... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Ah ha, Jack! It is the Napoleonic plan!" Barney cried, as the artillery
took places in front of the masses lying on the ground.
"Wait," Jack cried, owlishly. "The battle isn't fought always where the
guns are loudest."
But the guns were now loud and quick. The rebels, behind a thick screen
of trees, took up the chall... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Is that a rebel or one of our fellows?" one of the men said, pointing
to a horseman disappearing in the woods four hundred yards to the right
and in front of the company, marching in a straggling line two abreast,
"by the flank," as it is called. Jack took his glass to discover, but
the rider had disappeared. An inst... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Sergeant, select two or three trusty men. Follow the bank of the stream
until you come to General Hunter's division, which may be a mile,
perhaps more, to the right yonder; you can tell by the firing soon. Tell
General Hunter that we have discovered a ford and shall not have to
fight for the stone bridge. We shall be... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"What is it, old fellow?" Jack cries in alarm.
"O Jack! I can't go a step farther. You go on and leave me. I shall
follow when I get breath."
He was white and gasping. Barney filled his canteen from the running
water, and, wetting his handkerchief, laid it on Nick's parboiled head
and temples.
"Best a few minutes," Ja... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
"Look sharp, boys; you must follow me as best you can. I know the
route--there is a forest path directly to our lines, and we shall be
there in twenty minutes--I shall, at least." He doesn't stop to see
whether he is followed or not, but dashes on, and the rest after him. He
is far out of sight in an instant. It is on... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 | |
Now among their own, Sherman's couriers run more peril than when
skirting the edge of the battle, for the shells are directed at the line
they are pursuing. They push to the rear and continue southeastward,
where Hunter's headquarters are supposed to be. But Jack is easy on the
score of his mission, since the general,... | The Iron Game: A Tale of the War | Keenan, Henry F. (Henry Francis) | 1850 | 1928 | ['en'] | 23 | {'United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction'} | PG10062 |
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