The boys cl.u.s.tered eagerly about the carriage and a lively chat took place. The Zouaves, some blushing and bashful, others frank and confident, and all desperately in love already with pretty little Jessie, related in high glee their adventures--except the celebrated court martial--and enlarged glowingly upon the all-important subject of the grand review.
Colonel Freddy, of course, played a prominent part in all this, and with his handsome face, bright eyes, and frank, gentlemanly ways, needed only those poor lost curls to be a perfect picture of a soldier. He chattered away with Miss Lucy, the second sister, and obtained her special promise that she would plead their cause with Mr. Schermerhorn in case the united pet.i.tions of the corps should fail. The young ladies did not know of Mrs. Schermerhorn"s departure, but Freddy and Peter together coaxed them to come up to the house "anyhow." The carriage was accordingly taken into the procession, and followed it meekly to the house; the Zouaves insisting on being escort, much to the terror of the young ladies; who were in constant apprehension that the rear rank and the horses might come to kicks--not to say blows--and the embarra.s.sment of the coachman; who, as they were constantly stopping unexpectedly to turn round and talk, didn"t know "where to have them," as the saying is.
However, they reached their destination in safety before long, and found Mr. Schermerhorn seated on the piazza. He hastened forward to meet them, with the cordial greeting of an old friend.
"Well, old bachelor," said Miss Carlton, gayly, as the young ladies ascended the steps, "you see we have come to visit you in state, with the military escort befitting patriotic young ladies who have four brothers on the Potomac. What has become of Madame, please?"
"Gone to Niagara and left me a "lone lorn creetur;"" said Mr.
Schermerhorn, laughing. "Basely deserted me when my farming couldn"t be left. But how am I to account for the presence of the military, mademoiselle?"
"Really, I beg their pardons," exclaimed Miss Carlton. "They have come on a special deputation to you, Mr. Schermerhorn, so pray don"t let us interrupt business."
Thus apostrophised, the boys scampered eagerly up the steps; and Freddy, a little bashful, but looking as bright as a b.u.t.ton, delivered the following brief oration: "Mr. Schermerhorn: I want--that is, the boys want--I mean we all want--to have a grand review on Sat.u.r.day, and ask our friends to look on. Will you let us do it, please?"
"Certainly, with the greatest pleasure!" replied Mr. Schermerhorn, smiling; "but what will become of you good people when I tell you that I have just received a letter from Mrs. Schermerhorn, asking me to join her this week instead of next, and bring Peter with me."
"Oh! father, please let me stay!" interrupted Peter; "can"t you tell ma I"ve joined the army for the war? We all want to stay like everything!"
"And forage for yourselves?" said his father, laughing. "No, the army must give you up, and lose a valuable member, Master Peter; but just have the goodness to listen a moment. The review shall take place, but as the camp will have to break up on Sat.u.r.day instead of Monday, as I had intended, the performances must come off to-morrow. Does that suit your ideas?"
The boys gave a delighted consent to this arrangement, and now the only thing which dampened their enjoyment was the prospect of such a speedy end being put to their camp life. "Confound it! what was the fun for a fellow to be poked into a stupid watering place, where he must bother to keep his hair parted down the middle, and a clean collar stiff enough to choke him on from morning till night?" as Tom indignantly remarked to George and Will the same evening. "The fact is, this sort of thing is _the_ thing for a _man_ after all!" an opinion in which the other _men_ fully concurred.
But let us return to the piazza, where we have left the party. After a few moments more spent in chatting with Mr. Schermerhorn, it was decided to accept Colonel Freddy"s polite invitation, which he gave with such a bright little bow, to inspect the camp. You may be sure it was in apple-pie order, for Jerry, who had taken the Zouaves under his special charge, insisted on their keeping it in such a state of neatness as only a soldier ever achieved. The party made an extremely picturesque group--the gay uniforms of the Zouaves, and light summer dresses of the ladies, charmingly relieved against the background of trees; while Mr.
Schermerhorn"s stately six feet, and somewhat portly proportions, quite reminded one of General Scott; especially among such a small army; in which George alone quite came up to the regulation "63 inches."
Little Jessie ran hither and thither, surrounded by a crowd of adorers, who would have given their brightest b.u.t.tons, every "man" of them, to be the most entertaining fellow of the corps. They showed her the battery and the stacks of shining guns--made to stand up by Jerry in a wonderful fashion that the boys never could hope to attain--the inside of all the tents, and the smoke guard house (Tom couldn"t help a blush as he looked in); and finally, as a parting compliment (which, let me tell you, is the greatest, in a boy"s estimation, that can possibly be paid), Freddy made her a present of his very largest and most gorgeous "gla.s.s agates;"
one of which was all the colors of the rainbow, and the other patriotically adorned with the Stars and Stripes in enamel. Peter climbed to the top of the tallest cherry tree, and brought her down a bough at least a yard and a half long, crammed with "ox hearts;" Harry eagerly offered to make any number of "stunning baskets" out of the stones, and in short there never was such a belle seen before.
"Oh, a"int she jolly!" was the ruling opinion among the Zouaves. A private remark was also circulated to the effect that "Miss Jessie was stunningly pretty."
The young ladies at last said good-by to the camp; promising faithfully to send all the visitors they could to the grand review, and drove off highly entertained with their visit. Mr. Schermerhorn decided to take the afternoon boat for the city and return early Friday morning, and the boys, left to themselves, began to think of dinner, as it was two o"clock. A brisk discussion was kept up all dinner time you may be sure, concerning the event to come off on the morrow.
"I should like to know, for my part, what we do in a review," said Jimmy, balancing his fork artistically on the end of his finger, and looking solemnly round the table.
"Why, show off everything we know!" said Charley Spicer. "March about, and form into ranks and columns, and all that first, then do charming "parade rest," ""der humps!" and the rest of it; and finish off by firing off our guns, and showing how we can"t hit anything by any possibility!"
"But these guns won"t fire off!" objected Jimmy.
"Well, the cannon then!"
"But I"m sure father won"t let us have any powder," said Peter disconsolately. "You can"t think how I burnt the end of my nose last Fourth with powder! It was so sore I couldn"t blow it for a week!"
The boys all burst out laughing at this dreadful disaster, and George said, "You weren"t lighting it with the end of your nose, were you?"
"No; but I was stooping over, charging one of my cannon, and I dropped the "punk" right in the muzzle somehow, and, would you believe it, the nasty thing went off and burnt my nose! and father said I shouldn"t play with powder any more, because I might have put out my eyes."
"Well, we must take it out in marching, then," said Freddy, with a tremendous sigh.
"No, hold on; I"ll tell you what we can do!" cried Tom, eagerly. "I have some "double headers" left from the Fourth; we might fire them out of the cannon; they make noise enough, I"m sure. I"ll write to my mother this afternoon and get them."
The boys couldn"t help being struck with the generosity of this offer, coming from Tom after their late rather unkind treatment of him; and the older ones especially were very particular to thank him for his present.
As soon as dinner was over, he started for the house to ask Mr.
Schermerhorn to carry his message. As he hurried along the road, his bright black eyes sparkling with the happiness of doing a good action, he heard trotting steps behind him, felt an arm stealing round his neck, schoolboy fashion, and there was Freddy.
"I ran after you all the way," he pantingly said. "I want to tell you, dear Tom, how much we are obliged to you for giving us your crackers, and how sorry we are that we acted so rudely to you the other day.
Please forgive us; we all like you so much, and we would feel as mean as anything to take your present without begging pardon. George, Peter, and I feel truly ashamed of ourselves every time we think of that abominable court martial."
"There, old fellow, don"t say a word more about it!" was the hearty response; and Tom threw his arm affectionately about his companion. "It was my fault, Freddy, and all because I was mad at poor old Jerry; how silly! I was sorry for what I said right afterward."
"Then we are friends again?" cried Freddy, joyfully.
"Yes; I"ll like you as long as I live! and ever so much longer." And so we will leave the two on their walk to the house, and close this abominably long chapter.
CHAPTER IV.
A GRAND REVIEW.
THERE are really scarcely words enough in the dictionary properly to describe the immense amount of drill got through with by the Dashahed Zouaves between three o"clock that afternoon and twelve, noon, of the following day. This Friday afternoon was going to be memorable in history for one of the most splendid reviews on record. They almost ran poor old Jerry off his legs in their eagerness to go over every possible variety of exercise known to "Hardee"s Tactics," and nearly dislocated their shoulder blades trying to waggle their elbows backward and forward all at once when they went at "double quick;" at the same time keeping the other arm immovably pinioned to their sides. Then that wonderful operation of stacking the rebellious guns, which obstinately clattered down nine times and a half out of ten, had to be gone through with, and a special understanding promulgated in the corps as to when Jerry"s ""der arms!" meant "shoulder arms," and when "order arms" (or bringing all the muskets down together with a bang); and, in short, there never was such a busy time seen in camp before.
Friday morning dawned, if possible, still more splendidly than any of the preceding days, with a cool, refreshing breeze, just enough snowy clouds in the sky to keep off the fiery summer heat in a measure, and not a headache nor a heartache among the Zouaves to mar the pleasure of the day. The review was to come off at four o"clock, when the July sun would be somewhat diminished in warmth, and from some hints that Jerry let fall, Mrs. Lockitt, and the fat cook, Mrs. Mincemeat, were holding high council up at the house, over a certain collation to be partaken of at the end of the entertainments.
As the day wore on the excitement of our friends the Zouaves increased.
They could hardly either eat their dinners, or sit down for more than a moment at a time; and when, about three o"clock, Mr. Schermerhorn entered the busy little camp, he was surrounded directly with a crowd of eager questioners, all talking at once, and making as much noise as a colony of rooks.
"Patience, patience, my good friends!" laughed Mr. Schermerhorn, holding up a finger for silence. "Every one in turn. Tom, here are your "double headers," with love from your mother. Fred, I saw your father to-day, and they are all coming down to the review. George, here is a note left for you in my box at the Post Office, and Dashahed Zouaves in general--I have one piece of advice to give you. Get dressed quietly, and then sit down and rest yourselves. You will be tired out by the end of the afternoon, at all events; so don"t frisk about more than you can help at present;" and Mr. Schermerhorn left the camp; while the boys, under strong pressure of Jerry, and the distant notes of a band which suddenly began to make itself heard, dressed themselves as nicely as they could, and sat down with heroic determination to wait for four o"clock.
Presently, carriages began to crunch over the gravel road one after another, filled with merry children, and not a few grown people besides.
Mr. and Mrs. Jourdain, with Bella, were among the first to arrive; and soon after the Carltons" barouche drove up. Jessie, for some unknown reason, was full of half nervous glee, and broke into innumerable little trilling laughs when any one spoke to her. A sheet of lilac note paper, folded up tight, which she held in her hand, seemed to have something to do with it, and her soft brown curls and spreading muslin skirts were in equal danger of irremediable "mussing," as she fidgetted about on the carriage seat, fully as restless as any of the Zouaves.
Mr. Schermerhorn received his guests on the piazza, where all the chairs in the house, one would think, were placed for the company, as the best view of the lawn was from this point. To the extreme right were the white tents of the camp, half hidden by the immense trunk of a magnificent elm, the only tree that broke the smooth expanse of the lawn. On the left a thick hawthorne hedge separated the ornamental grounds from the cultivated fields of the place, while in front the view was bounded by the blue and sparkling waters of the Sound.
Soon four o"clock struck; and, punctual to the moment, the Zouaves could be seen in the distance, forming their ranks. Jerry, in his newest suit of regimentals, bustled about here and there, and presently his voice was heard shouting, "Are ye all ready now? SQUAD, "SHUN! HARCH!" and to the melodious notes of "Dixie," performed by the band, which was stationed nearer the house, the regiment started up the lawn! Jerry marching up beside them, and occasionally uttering such mysterious mandates as, "Easy in the centre! keep your fours in the wheel! _Steady_ now!"
Oh, what a burst of delighted applause greeted them as they neared the house! The boys hurrahed, the girls clapped their hands, ladies and gentlemen waved their hats and handkerchiefs; while the Dashahed Zouaves, too soldierly _now_ to grin, drew up in a long line, and stood like statues, without so much as winking.
And now the music died away, and everybody was as still as a mouse, while Jerry advanced to the front, and issued the preliminary order:
"To the rear--open order!" and the rear rank straightway fell back; executing, in fact, that wonderful "tekkinapesstoth"rare" which had puzzled them so much on the first day of their drilling. Then came those other wonderful orders:
"P"_sent_ humps!
"_Der_ humps!
"Gr"_nd_ humps!"
And so on, at which the muskets flew backward and forward, up and down, with such wonderful precision. The spectators were delighted beyond measure; an enthusiastic young gentleman, with about three hairs on each side of his mustache, who belonged to the Twenty-second Regiment, declared "It was the best drill he had seen out of his company room!" a celebrated artist, whose name I dare not tell for the world, sharpened his pencil, and broke the point off three times in his hurry, and at last produced the beautiful sketch which appears at the front of this volume; while all the little boys who were looking on, felt as if they would give every one of their new boots and gla.s.s agates to belong to the gallant Dashahed Zouaves.