10/37 But no man let go his grip nor did any heart quail. Their duty was in front of them; that was what the Government paid for, and that was what they would earn--every penny of it. Those he did not want--the riffraff of the ship-yard and the loungers about the taverns--he told politely to stay away; and as the land was Government property and his will supreme, he was obeyed. That's what kind o' makes it lonely lyin' shut up with the men. We ain't got no flowers bloomin' 'round, and the sand gits purty white and blank-lookin' sometimes. |