“‘What’s the matter, Son?’
“Mick just scowled and said, ‘Nothing.’
“‘Does it hurt much?’ asked the man.
“‘No,’ said Mick. He was determined not to cry.
“The big man winked to one of the soldiers and said:
“‘I know what will fix it. Swing him up.’
“The soldier saluted and said, ‘On your horse, General?’
“‘Certainly,’ said the General. So the soldier picked Mick up and put him on the neck of the big brown horse and the General swung up behind him.
“‘Now,’ he said, ‘give your orders!’
“‘What shall I say?’ asked Mick.