1 There's lots of bad men in the army, Henry.
2 Presently the army again sat down to think.
3 I don't believe the derned old army's ever going to move.
4 He had done a good part in saving himself, who was a little piece of the army.
5 Veteran regiments in the army were likely to be very small aggregations of men.
6 Don't go a-thinkin you can lick the hull rebel army at the start, because yeh can't.
7 He felt that something of which he was a part--a regiment, an army, a cause, or a country--was in crisis.
8 One was swearing that he had been shot in the arm through the commanding general's mismanagement of the army.
9 The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.
10 As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors.
11 I've knet yeh eight pair of socks, Henry, and I've put in all yer best shirts, because I want my boy to be jest as warm and comf'able as anybody in the army.
12 They expressed commiseration for that part of the army which had been left upon the river bank, felicitating themselves upon being a part of a blasting host.
13 During the early spring he had refrained from adding extensively to the comfort of his environment because he had felt that the army might start on the march at any moment.
14 Of course they ain't never been under fire yet, and it ain't likely they'll lick the hull rebel army all-to-oncet the first time; but I think they'll fight better than some, if worse than others.
15 The army makes 'em wild, and they like nothing better than the job of leading off a young feller like you, as ain't never been away from home much and has allus had a mother, an' a-learning 'em to drink and swear.'
16 He had had the belief that real war was a series of death struggles with small time in between for sleep and meals; but since his regiment had come to the field the army had done little but sit still and try to keep warm.
17 A river, amber-tinted in the shadow of its banks, purled at the army's feet; and at night, when the stream had become of a sorrowful blackness, one could see across it the red, eyelike gleam of hostile camp-fires set in the low brows of distant hills.
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