Robert W. Chambers

Name: McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5 — The Pickets
Author: Robert W. Chambers

McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

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“McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5 — The Pickets”, published in 1896, is a work by Robert W. Chambers. It explores elements such as Alden, Connor and Craig.

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ Alden stared at the dead face, fascinated; Connor mechanically counted the yellow chevrons upon the blue sleeve, now soaked black. The muddy water ran over the baked soil, spreading out in dust-covered pools; the spurred boots trickled slime. After a while both men turned their heads and looked at Craig. The Southerner stood silent and grave, his battered cap in his hand. They eyed each other quietly for a moment, then, with a vague gesture, the Southerner walked back into his pit and presently reappeared, trailing his rifle. ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ Bang! went Connor's rifle again. A derisive catcall answered him, and he turned furiously to Alden.
"Oh, let up," said the young fellow; "it's too hot for that."
Connor was speechless with rage, and he hastily jammed another cartridge into his long hot rifle; but Alden roused himself, brushed away a persistent fly, and crept up to the edge of the pit again.
"Hello, Johnny!" he shouted.
"That you, sonny?" replied the Confederate. ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ The young fellow shook his head and drew a long puff of smoke from his pipe, watching it curl out of his nose with interest.
Then I'm obliged to yew, Alden," said Craig; "'low I'll eat a snack to see it ain't pizened."
He filled his lean jaws with the dry biscuit, then scooped up a tin cup full of water from the muddy river and set the rest of the cracker to soak.
"Good?" queried Alden.
"Fair," drawled Craig, bolting an unchewed segment and choking a little. "How's the twist?"
"Fine," said Alden; "tastes like stable-sweepings." ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ Connor saw him smoking, and sniffed anxiously. Alden tossed him the twist, telling him to fill his pipe.
Presently Connor found a small pebble and improvised a sinker. He swung his line again into the muddy current, with a mechanical sidelong glance to see what Craig was doing, and settled down again on his haunches, smoking and grunting.
"Enny news, Alden?" queried Craig after a silence.
"Nothing much; except that Richmond has fallen," grinned Alden.
"Quit foolin'," urged the Southerner; "ain't there no news?"
"No. Some of our men down at Mud Pond got sick eating catfish. ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ It was after sunset before he and Alden finished the shallow grave, Craig watching them in silence, his rifle between his knees. When they were ready they rolled the body into the hole and stood up.
Craig also rose, raising his rifle to a "present." He held it there while the two Union soldiers shovelled the earth into the grave. Then Alden went back and lifted the two rifles from the pit, handed Connor his, and waited.
"Ready! " growled Connor. "Aim!"
Alden's rifle came to his shoulder. Craig also raised his rifle. ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ Craig?"
"Ninety-third Maryland, Mister Alden."
"Quit that throwin' sticks in the water!" growled Connor. "How do you s'pose I'm goin' to catch anythin'?"
Alden tossed his stick back into the brush-heap and laughed.
"How's your tobacco, Craig?" he called out.
"Bully! How's yewr coffee 'n' tack, Alden?"
"First rate!" replied the youth.
After a silence he said, "Is it a go?"
"You bet," said Craig, fumbling in his pockets. He produced a heavy twist of Virginia tobacco, laid it on a log, hacked off about three inches with his sheath-knife, and folded it up in a big green sycamore leaf. ”

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Robert W. Chambers, McClure's Magazine, Volume 7, Number 5… (1896)

“ The longest-living author of this work died in 1961, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 62 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works. ”

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