"
All smiled at her words, and Ackley remarked to one of the Union
surgeons, "Dr. Borden, I thought our men could hold their own pretty
well with the Army in Flanders, but you Yanks, I reckon, surpass all
military organizations, past or present. There was one man
especially who fairly made the night lurid and left a sulphurous
odor after him when he was brought in. It would be rather rough on
us all if we were where he consigned us with a vim that was
startling. I certainly hope that Miss Baron is not compelled to hear
any such language."
"I appeal to Miss Baron herself," said Dr. Borden, "if she has been
offended in this respect to-day?"
"No, indeed, I have not," replied the girl indignantly. "I never was
treated with more courtesy. I have not heard a rough word from the
Yankees even when they did not know I was near, and that is more
than I can say of our own men. Fight the Yankees all you please, but
don't do them injustice."
In spite of the girl's flushed, incensed face, there was an
explosion of laughter.
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