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Title: Harper's Round Table, July 9, 1895

Author: Various

Release Date: July 2, 2010 [EBook #33054]

Language: English

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*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JULY 9, 1895 ***

Produced by Annie McGuire

[Illustration: HARPER'S ROUND TABLE]

Copyright, 1895, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved.

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PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JULY 9, 1895. FIVE CENTS A COPY.

VOL. XVI.--NO. 819. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR.

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[Illustration]

THE RALEIGH REDS.

BY JULIANA CONOVER.

"Attention! Right dress! Front! Order arms! Carry arms! Present arms!
Right shoulder arms! Carry arms! Stand straighter, Billy. Can't you
fellows keep in line? Right face! Left face! About face! Oh, all right,
I won't go on with the drill if you don't try harder than that."

"Let us off this afternoon, Tommy? There's a good fellow," begged Billy
Atkins, a fat little chap of twelve, who, between the heat and his
exertions to keep his round body erect, was nearly used up.

"You won't ever learn to drill decently, then," answered the discouraged
Sergeant.

"Oh, yes, we will, in double-quick time; but it is so hot, and we all
want to be in good shape for to-morrow."

"What do you say, fellows?" asked Tommy, turning to the other panting
recruits.

"Let's stop," they all responded, briskly, "and try to fix up some
scheme for the Fourth."

"Very well," answered the Sergeant, a little reluctantly. "I did want to
try the bayonet exercise; but I suppose we can do that some other time."
Then drawing himself up in true martial style: "Port arms! Dismissed!"

The boys took instant advantage of the command, and hastily stacking
their arms, they squatted on the grass to try and cool off by means of
mumble-the-peg and a discussion of Fourth-of-July plans.

Tom Porter, aged twelve, had spent a year at a military academy, and had
come home for his summer holidays burning with military ardor, and
primed with tactics from the latest manual of arms.

He