Chunn grunted. “Humph! That'll please him. He's as selfish as the devil, always looking out for James Farnum.”

“He wins the people, Captain.”

“You talk every evening yourself, but I don't see reports of any of your speeches.”

“I don't talk like James. There's not a man in the state to equal him, young as he is.”

“Humph!”

Captain Chunn grumbled a good deal about the way Jeff was always pushing his cousin forward and keeping in the background himself. In his opinion “David” was worth a hundred of the other.

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CHAPTER 7

“Spirits of old that bore me,
And set me, meek of mind,
Between great deeds before me,
And deeds as great behind,
Knowing Humanity my star
As forth of old I ride,
O help me wear with every scar
Honor at eventide.”

THE REBEL DISCOVERS THAT ADHESION IS A PROPERTY OF MUD; ALSO THAT A SOLDIER MUST SOMETIMES TURN HIS BACK AND BURN THE BRIDGES BEHIND HIM