These men must be whipped into shape.

Gentlemen, I expect your tireless aid in making this the finest infantry regiment in the American line." One or two glances at Colonel Cleaves, when he was talking earnestly, were enough to show the observer that this officer meant all he said.

Shirkers, among either officers or men, would receive scant consideration in his regiment.
Camp Berry, at which the Ninety-ninth and the Hundredth were stationed, lay in one of the prettiest parts of Georgia.

Needless to say the day was one of sweltering heat and the regimental officers, as they filed out of the company barracks that had been used for holding the conference, fanned themselves busily with their campaign hats.

Each, however, as he struck the steps leading to the ground, placed his campaign hat squarely on his head.
"Some pace the K.O.has set for us," murmured Greg, as he and Dick started to walk down the company street.
"And we must keep that pace if we hope to last in Colonel Cleaves's regiment," Dick declared, with conviction.