at once, except Bill, who sat in the wagon with his wrists on his knees, a straw in his mouth, and an amused twinkle in his blue eyes."Well, I'll be dummed if I'll take two dollars out o' my hide," one of the younger men said. The GP usually commits some amount to the fund (the "GP co-investment"), usually 1 to 2% of the commitment.
Sweet, peaceful stars filled the sky as the night birds sang softly, and tiny insects buzzed in the soft air.Misses Smith was alone on the farm with her three children. Smith knew he was close to home. If Ed should come, I want you should take him up a piece of this cheese.""Now, boys," said Private Smith, he of the fever and ague, "we are landed in La Crosse in the night. I swan, they're made o' Indian rubber, their stomachs is, I know it.""Time'll come," said Smith, holding up a piece by the corner, " when this'll be a curiosity.""Land sakes, l hope not! Now come see your pap.""All right, if yeh feel like it, Jim," Smith replied, and they trudged along doggedly in the sun, which was getting higher and hotter each half mile."Liz heard from Al the other day.
" He'll turn up some day, when you ain't lookin' for 'm." The good old soul had said that so many times that poor Mrs. Smith derived no comfort from it any longer.She led the way into the "best room," a sunny, square room, carpeted with a faded and patched rag carpet, and papered with a horrible white-and-green-striped wallpaper, where a few ghastly effigies of dead members of the family hung in variously sized oval walnut frames. Billy crying out, then falling with his face in the dirt.Soon, the fields and houses became familiar. I just b'lieve the matter with me is, I'm starved."The two older boys, who had served their time in the army, lay out on the grass before the house, and whittied and talked desultorily about the war and the crops, and planned buying a threshing machine. We've marched together for many miles. You can keep a print out of submitted response for record. Then all marched away with their long, steady, loping, veteran step. Gimme another biscuit. "He's carrying a rifle on his back and he's almost there."The three soldiers spread their blankets on the train seats and tried to sleep. Getting back to God's country, and his wife and babies!"And this is Tom," he said, drawing the oldest boy to him.
It was a cold evening even though it was summertime.Private Smith, the soldier with the fever, shivered in the night air.Smith and the other two soldiers jumped off the train together.Morning came slowly with a pale yellow light. They's plenty more in the fiel's, but I can't afford to give you young 'uns tea. For the rest of his life, he would never forget her face at that moment.The children stood back watching their mother kissing this strange man. The sun was burning hot as he began climbing the last hill. The third had unnaturally large and bright eyes, because he had been sick with malaria.The children stood back watching their mother kissing this strange man. Everybody makes good butter.""I didn't, no such thing.
Poor Billy! As they looked out or stepped upon the platform for a moment, as the train stood at the station, the loafers looked at them indifferenfly. The train was slowing down as it came into the town of La Crosse where the three soldiers would get off the train. Lit by the oil lamps that flared a dull red light over the dingy benches, the waiting room was not an inviting place. How could he take care of his family? His war with the South was over, and his fight, his daily running fight, with nature and against the injustice of his fellow men was begun again. Our story today is called, "The Return of a Private. " . D'yeh see that peak?" He pointed at a beautiful symmetrical peak, rising like a slightly truncated cone, so high that it seemed the very highest of them all. "Youll never be able to walk all those miles with that heavy pack on your back. This is Susan Clark.