The Martial Adventures of Henry and Me

William Allen White

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Title: The Martial Adventures of Henry and MeAuthor: William Allen White
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*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG
EBOOK, THE MARTIAL ADVENTURES OF
HENRY AND ME ***
Charles Franks and the Online Distributed
Proofreading Team.THE MARTIAL
ADVENTURES OF
HENRY AND ME
BY WILLIAM ALLEN WHITE
Author of "A Certain Rich Man," etc.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY TONY SARGCONTENTS
CHAPTER
I IN WHICH WE BEGIN OUR SENTIMENTAL
JOURNEY
II IN WHICH WE OBSERVE THE "ROCKET'S
RED GLARE"
III IN WHICH WE ENCOUNTER "BOMBS
BURSTING IN AIR"
IV WHEREIN WE FIND THAT "OUR FLAG IS
STILL THERE"
V IN WHICH WE DISCERN THINGS "BY THE
DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT"
VI WHEREIN WE BECOME A TRIO AND
JOURNEY TO ITALY
VII WHEREIN WE CONSIDER THE WOMAN
PROPOSITION
VIII IN WHICH WE DISCOVER "A NEW HEAVEN
AND A NEW EARTH"IX IN WHICH WE RETURN TO "THE LAND OF
THE FREE"ILLUSTRATIONS
Frontispiece
And at that it seems a lot of money to pay for a rig
which can be worn at most only two months
"You'll have to put out that cigar, sir"
She often paced the rounds of the deck between
us
"Col-o-nel, will you please carry my books?"
So we waved back at them so long as they were in
sight
"Donnez moi some soap here and be mighty blame
toot sweet about it!"
Eight inches short in one waistband is a
catastrophe
One of our party climbed to the roof of the dugout
"Come on! Let's go to the abri!"
So we went back—me holding those khaki trousers
up by sheer force of will and both hands!
He had some trouble lighting his cigarette and was
irritated for a second at his inconvenience
"Oh, yes," answered the Eager Soul to ourenquiring eyes. "Mrs.
Chessman—this is practically her hospital"
He was a rare bird; this American going on a big
drunk on water
Henry puffed on his dreadnaught pipe and left the
lady from Oklahoma
City to me
And he sat cross-legged
As we sat in the car he came down the street
beating a snare drum
They were standing on the running board all this
time with the train going forty miles an hour
"What part of the States do you Canadians come
from?"
He told us what happened impersonally as one
who is listening to another man's story in his own
mouth
A fat man can't wear the modern American army
uniform without looking like a sack of meal
He wore a scarlet coat of unimaginable vividness, a
cutaway coat of glaring scarlet broadcloth
We thought he might be testing us out as potential
spies
And we felt like prize boobs suddenly kidnappedfrom a tacky party and dropped into a grand ball
"Well now, sir, you wouldn't be wearing those
brown shoes to Lord
Bryce's tea, would you, Mr. White?"THE MARTIAL ADVENTURES
OF HENRY AND ME
CHAPTER I
IN WHICH WE BEGIN OUR SENTIMENTAL
JOURNEY
By rights Henry, being the hero of this story,
should be introduced in the first line. But really
there isn't so much to say about Henry—Henry J.
Allen for short, as we say in Kansas—Henry J.
Allen, editor and owner of the Wichita Beacon. And
to make the dramatis personae complete, we may
consider me as the editor of the Emporia Gazette,
and the two of us as short, fat, bald, middle-aged,
inland Americans, from fresh water colleges in our
youth and arrived at New York by way of an often
devious, yet altogether happy route, leading
through politics where it was rough going and
unprofitable for years; through business where we
still find it easy to sign, possible to float and hard to
pay a ninety-day note, and through two country
towns; one somewhat less than one hundred
thousand population, and Emporia slightly above
ten thousand.
We are discovered in the prologue to the play in
New York City wearing our new silk suits to give
New York a treat on a hot August day. Not that we