[Frank on a Gun-Boat by Harry Castlemon]@TWC D-Link bookFrank on a Gun-Boat CHAPTER XVI 6/20
If not, you will find me as desperate as yourselves; for I have suffered too much in prison to ever allow myself to be taken back alive;" and, as he spoke, he displayed a brace of pistols, which showed that he meant what he said. "Gott in himmel!" exclaimed the captain, springing out from behind his tree, and forgetting, in a moment, all his suspicions, "vos you captured, too? We been mighty glad to see you, any how." "Yes," answered the man, "I have been a prisoner for twenty-two months, and it was not until three weeks since that I succeeded in making my escape." "We'll take your story for what it is worth, at present," said the major, "for we can not stop to talk.
We must first make some arrangements about obtaining something to eat, and then we must be off." "My haversack has just been replenished," said the stranger, "and we have sufficient to last us for a day or two, at least." "Well, let us be moving, then." The major, as usual, led the way, and Frank walked beside the stranger, who firmly, but respectfully, repelled every attempt he made to enter into conversation, a circumstance which Frank regarded with suspicion. At length day began to dawn, and the fugitives commenced to cast sidelong glances at their new companion.
He was a tall, slimly-built youth, apparently but little older than Frank, and his boyish face wore a look of care and sorrow, which if once seen could never be forgotten, and which showed that, young as he was, his path through life had been any thing but a smooth one.
His clothing was reduced almost to tatters; but still there was enough of it left to show that it was "Uncle Sam's blue;" and, as Frank surveyed him from head to foot, he discovered something hanging to one of the shreds of his coat, which immediately interested him in the silent stranger.
It was a navy button.
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