"After this we will resume our exercises." The boys stretched their limbs, and began to converse in an animated strain about the lesson which they had just received.
At the expiration of ten minutes the lesson was resumed, and some additional directions were given.
It will not be necessary for us to follow the boys during the remainder of the lesson.

Most of them made very creditable progress, and the line presented quite a different appearance at the end of the exercise from what it had at the commencement.
"I shall be prepared to give you a second lesson on Saturday afternoon," announced Mr.Morton.

"In the meantime it will be well for you to remember what I have said, and if you should feel inclined to practice by yourselves, it will no doubt make your progress more rapid." These remarks were followed by a clapping of hands on the part of the boys--a demonstration of applause which Mr.Morton acknowledged by a bow and a smile.
"Well, how do you like it ?" asked Frank Frost of Robert Ingalls.
"Oh, it's bully fun!" returned Bob enthusiastically.

"I feel like a hero already." "You're as much of one now, Bob, as you'll ever be," said Wilbur good-naturedly.
"I wouldn't advise you to be a soldier," retorted Bob.

"You're too fat to run, and would be too frightened to fight." "I certainly couldn't expect to keep up with those long legs of yours, Bob," said Wilbur, laughing.
The boys dispersed in excellent humor, fully determined to persevere in their military exercises..