He's a gentleman, every inch,--and he's rich,--and about the handsomest-looking specimen of humanity I've set eyes upon for an age." "Rich, is he?
how do you know he's rich ?" "I was over one night with Captain Ware, and he and this man got to talking about the pay for the Fifty-fourth.

The government promised them regular pay, you see, and then when it got 'em refused to stick to its agreement, and they would take no less, so they haven't seen a dime since they enlisted; and it's a darned mean piece of business, that's my opinion of the matter, and I don't care who knows it," looking round belligerently.
"Come, Bantam, don't crow so loud," interrupted the big Ohioan; "nobody's going to fight you on that statement; it's a shame, and no mistake.

But what about your paragon ?" "I'll tell you.

The Captain was trying to convince him that they had better take what they could get till they got the whole, and that, after all, it was but a paltry difference.

'But,' said the man, 'it's not the money, though plenty of us are poor enough to make that an item.