Recollections of a Rebel surgeon, and other sketches - or, in the doctor's sappy days (1901) (14576020738)

Identifier: recollectionso00dani (find matches)
Title: Recollections of a Rebel surgeon, and other sketches : or, in the doctor's sappy days
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Daniel, Ferdinand Eugene, 1839-1914
Subjects: Confederate States of America. Army United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Personal narratives, Confederate
Publisher: Chicago : Clinic Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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never HOW THE BIG DOG WENT. he could get whisky, and half of his time in theguard-house. Whats that you are telling, Bill ? said Tump, Oh, nothing, said Bill; nothing worth hear-ing. Tell it over. I want to hear it; I heard apart of it. Oh, go way, Tump Dixon, I aint agoin tomake a fool of myself just to please you, saidBill, looking rather sheepish. You aintf said Tump. No, I aint, said Bill, doggedly. Tump poked his head out towards Bill, andlooked him steadily in the eyes; meantime slowlyreaching behind him, he drew out and cocked abig six-shooter, and pointing it at Bills headsaid: How-did-that-big-dog-go ? Gh-r-r-rr-h, said Bill, gruffly, imitating ahoarse growl as before. How-did-that-little-dog-go? said Tump. Brew-er-rrh, said Bill, imitating a shrillbark. How-did-that-big-dog-go? said Tump. He went g-h-r-r-rrh, said Bill, the boys justyelling with laughter. How-did-that-little-dog-go? said Tump,pistol still in Bills face, dangerously near, in thehands of a half-drunk rowdy. 31
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HOW DID THAT BIG DOG GO. HOW THE BIG DOG WENT. He went b-r-e-w-r-rh, said poor Bill, stillfeebly imitating the actions of the dog. How-did-that-big-dog-go? said Tump. **He went g-h-rr-rh, said Bill bursting intoangry tears, and saying what hed do if TumpDixon would put up that pistol. Tump had the drop on him, else there wouldhave been a fight, for Bill was brave, while Tumpwas a coward, and he knew it wouldnt be safe.Tump left presently, and any time after that, ifone wanted to get a fight on his hands he hadonly to ask Bill how the big dog went? Bill was sleeping one day under a big tree—he had been on guard all night, and he slept thesleep of the just. George Newton and a lot ofthe other young scamps tied up his jaws, crossedhis hands on his breast—laid him out—andgetting the prayer-book, George was deliveringthe burial service over him with variations, whenBill was called to report at the captains tent.Whoopee! If he didnt larrup me, and GeorgeNewton and Thad Miller, the sma