"I cannot see him." The others did not answer, for they too were greatly disappointed at not discovering the face they most longed to see.
At length the slow-moving ship was made fast, its gang-plank was run out, and the eager troopers began to swarm ashore.

Some were so weak that comrades were obliged to support their feeble steps; but all were radiant with the joy of home-coming.

Cheer after cheer greeted each troop, as with silken guidons fluttering above them they marched from the ship, and finally a perfect roar of welcome announced the appearance of their Colonel.
"There's Teddy!" cried Rollo, with a feeble attempt at waving his hat.
"Oh, how good it is to see him again!" "But my boy! Where is my boy ?" cried the distracted mother, crowding her way to the very front rank of spectators.

As she did so, Colonel Roosevelt passed close to her, and she clutched his arm.
"Oh, sir, my boy! Where is my boy?
Do not tell me he is dead!" "It is Mrs.Norris, Colonel," explained Rollo Van Kyp, pressing forward, "and she is disappointed at not seeing the Lieutenant." "Thank God, my dear fellow, that you are alive!" exclaimed the Colonel, grasping Van Kyp's hand.

Then, in a lower tone, he added, "We had to leave poor Norris behind.