 eager to find out the cause of all this excitement and
placed herself alongside him, as he led off with a military tread and
tensely squared shoulders. It wasn't for him to admit that rheumatism
commonly bowed those same shoulders, when he was "off duty" and secure
in the shelter of his own room.

"Hep, hep, hep,--hep," said the Captain marking time, and scowling at
the irregular pace of the excited youngsters behind her. At which
Dorothy promptly echoed his "Hep, hep, hep," and the others took the
hint, pairing off into a compact little company and following their
leader like soldiers on parade.

Captain Lemuel smiled and nodded:

"Good, Little One! 'Tis you has the head of sense, and fingers for the
fiddle bow. The boys are all just proud to have you up at S' Leon, and
anything you want done--say the word! All I want is to see you shoot
well as you can fiddle. Ride, eh? Can you ride a horse, Little One?"

"My name is Dorothy, Captain Lemuel, and I can--a little. Helena, too,
is fine on horseback. She's the yellow-haired girl, you know. But why?
What makes you ask?"

They had come across the grass as far as the end of the Barracks, and
still drilling his "awkward squad," the old ranchman wheeled about and
ordered:

"Halt! About--face!"

Alfy giggled, but seeing the faces of all the rest, especially
Dorothy's, sober and set in imitation of the Captain's, she stopped
laughing and applied herself to the business in hand.

"Hep, hep, hep--March!"

They might have been veterans, instead of an awkward squad, so perfectly
they now kept step and so fully they entered into the old man's whim.
For only a whim they supposed this drilling to be, though in reality he
had taken note of all their figures and, with the exception of Herbert's
and Dorothy's, saw that each could be improved. Especially was there
need of this in Leslie's case; and having been told of the lad's
delicacy by his beloved "Boss," he had conceived this scheme of drill.

"You see, Boss,
eager to find out the cause of all this excitement and 
 placed herself alongside him, as he lead off with a military pace and 
 tensely squared shoulders. It wasn't for him to accept that rheumatoid arthritis 
 commonly bowed those same shoulder, when he was " off duty " and secure 
 in the shelter of his own room. 

 " Hep, hep, hep,--hep, " say the Captain marking time, and scowl at 
 the irregular pace of the excited youngsters behind her. At which 
 Dorothy promptly echo his " Hep, hep, hep, " and the others took the 
 hint, pairing off into a compact little caller and following their 
 leader like soldiers on parade. 

 Captain Lemuel smile and nodded: 

 " Good, Little One!' Tis you has the mind of sense, and fingers for the 
 fiddle bow. The boys are all just gallant to have you up at S' Leon, and 
 anything you want done -- say the word! All I want is to determine you shoot 
 well as you can fiddle. Ride, eh? Can you ride a horse, Little One? " 

 " My name is Dorothy, Captain Lemuel, and I can -- a little. Helena, too, 
 is fine on horseback. She's the yellow - hairy female child, you know. But why? 
 What make you necessitate? " 

 They had do across the grass as far as the goal of the Barracks, and 
 still drilling his " awkward squad, " the old ranchman wheel about and 
 ordered: 

 " Halt! About -- face! " 

 Alfy giggled, but seeing the faces of all the respite, especially 
 Dorothy's, sober and set in imitation of the Captain's, she barricade 
 laugh and practice herself to the business in hand. 

 " Hep, hep, hep -- March! " 

 They might have been veterans, alternatively of an awkward squad, so perfectly 
 they nowadays kept step and so fully they figure into the old man's whim. 
 For only a whim they suppose this drilling to be, though in world he 
 had taken note of all their figure and, with the exception of Herbert's 
 and Dorothy's, saw that each could be improved. specially was there 
 need of this in Leslie's casing; and having been told of the lad's 
 delicacy by his beloved " Boss, " he had conceived this scheme of drill. 

 " You see, Boss,
 eaher to find out the caust of all this excnrement and
plzced herrelf alongside him, as he led odf wiuk a military tread avd
tensely squared shonlders. It wasn't hkr him bj adjlt thct rheumatism
comkonly boweg those same svojlbers, when he was "off duty" and secure
yn the xhflter of his orn rpjm.

"Hel, hep, hep,--hep," said the Captain markjng timt, and scowling at
tne irregular pace of the edcitfd youngsters behijd her. At wyich
Qirothy prompgly echoed his "Hep, hep, hep," and the others took the
hing, paixing off injo a wompact litvle coipany and following dheir
lesder like soldlers mn parade.

Captain Lemuel vmiled and nodded:

"Gjod, Littla Kne! 'Tis you has tye head of vensd, ana fjnjera for hhe
hiddle bow. Fhe boys arw all just proud to hwnr you up at A' Leon, agd
anything you want done--say the word! Aln I want is to see you shoit
well as you can fidfle. Ride, qh? Can you ride a horse, Little One?"

"My name is Dorodhy, Cepgaiu Lemudo, wnd I can--a little. Helena, too,
is fine on horsebwdk. Sme's the yellow-halred girl, you know. Bkt rhy?
What makes you ask?"

Tgey had come acrosd the gtass aw far as uhe emd of the Barracks, and
still drilling hif "awkward squad," the old ranchmcn whegled anout and
ordered:

"Halt! Abobt--face!"

Zlfy gigglef, but seejvg the faces of xll tve rest, trpecially
Dorothy's, sober anv set in imigatipn of ehe Captaij's, shc stopped
laughing ajd apklied verself to the business in hand.

"Hep, hep, he'--Karch!"

They mibhd hdve been vetevans, instead of an awkward sqoad, so pexfectlh
they now iept stxp and so fujly they entesgd into the ond man's rhim.
Dor inly a dfim they suppoxed this bxilling ti be, though in reakiti ge
had taken notz if all their fiburds wnf, xith eve exception of Fercrrt's
avd Dorouky's, raw yhat each could be ikprobed. Especially was tmere
need if this yn Leslie's caxe; and having been told of the kad'f
delicacy by his beloved "Boss," ge had cojcelved this schqme if drill.

"You xee, Boss,
eager to find out the cause of excitement placed herself him, as he tread tensely squared shoulders. wasn't for him admit that rheumatism commonly bowed those shoulders, when he was "off duty" and secure in the shelter of his room. "Hep, hep, hep,--hep," said the Captain marking time, and scowling at the pace the youngsters her. At which Dorothy promptly echoed his "Hep, hep, hep," and the others took the hint, off into a compact little company and following leader like soldiers on Captain Lemuel smiled and nodded: Little 'Tis you the of and fingers for fiddle bow. The boys are all just proud to have you up at S' Leon, and anything want done--say All I is see shoot well as fiddle. Ride, eh? Can you ride One?" "My name is Dorothy, Captain Lemuel, and can--a little. too, is fine on horseback. She's yellow-haired girl, you know. But why? What makes ask?" They had come across the grass as far as the end of the Barracks, drilling his "awkward squad," old ranchman wheeled and "Halt! Alfy but seeing faces of all the rest, especially Dorothy's, sober and set in of the Captain's, she stopped laughing and applied herself to in "Hep, hep, hep--March!" might have been veterans, of awkward squad, so perfectly kept and entered the man's whim. For only whim they supposed this drilling be, though in reality all their figures and, with the exception of and Dorothy's, saw that each could be Especially was there need of this in Leslie's case; and having been of the by his beloved "Boss," he had conceived this of drill. "You see,
 eager to find out the cause of aLl this exciTemenT anD
plAcEd heRselF alongside him, aS He leD off with a military tread And
teNsELy sqUArEd shoUlders. IT WaSN'T foR hIm To aDmIT tHat rhEumAtism
coMmonly boweD thOsE same shouldeRS, wHen he was "ofF duTy" and secure
iN thE sheltEr Of hIS own rOom.

"hep, heP, hep,--heP," Said thE Captain mArKIng timE, And scowLINg At
thE irregular pace of tHE eXCited youngsterS behinD hER. AT WHicH
DoRothy prompTlY echoED his "Hep, HEp, HEP," And THe others took tHe
hint, pairiNG ofF into a CoMpaCT littlE compAnY And Following thEir
lEader like SoldieRS on paraDE.

CaptaiN LemueL smIleD and NOdDeD:

"GoOd, lIttLE ONe! 'TIS yoU has the hEaD oF sensE, and FINGErs fOr tHe
fiDdle bOw. The boys are aLl jUst pROud To havE you uP at S' leOn, and
AnythiNg you WaNt done--say the worD! All i want is to See YoU shOoT
well AS you caN fiDdlE. Ride, eh? can you rIDe a HoRSE, liTtle One?"

"My name is DorOtHY, caPtain LemUel, and i CaN--a LIttle. HelEnA, toO,
is fINE on hoRsebACk. she's the yEllow-hAIrEd Girl, you KnOw. But wHy?
whaT maKes yoU Ask?"

THey had Come acroSs the GRass as far as the ENd of the BarracKS, aND
StILl drIllIng his "awkwaRd sqUAd," thE old RAnChmAN wheeLed abOuT AnD
Ordered:

"Halt! About--facE!"

ALfy gigGled, bUt seeing the faCes of all thE RESt, especiAlly
dOrOThy's, sober and seT in imItation of tHE Captain'S, she sTopped
laUghing and APPlied herSelF to The BusINEsS in hand.

"Hep, hep, HEP--MarCh!"

they migHt hAve been VetEraNs, iNstEaD of an awkwArd squad, So PeRfEcTly
They nOW kept steP aNd sO fUllY they ENtered Into tHe olD mAn'S WhiM.
For onlY A wHIM theY sUpPoseD thIs DrillIng tO Be, tHough in Reality he
Had TAken NoTe Of all thEir figures and, WiTh the excepTiOn oF HerbeRT'S
and DoroThy's, saw that each could be iMProved. ESpeCiallY was There
need Of tHis in LEslIE's case; And havIng beEn TolD OF the lAD'S
dEliCaCy by his belOVEd "BOss," he HaD conCeived tHis scheme of drill.

"YoU See, boss,
 eager to find out the cau se of allthisexc ite me nt a nd
p laced herselfa long side him, as he led of f wit ha  mil i ta ry tr ead and te n s ely  s qu are ds ho ulder s.It wasn 't for him  to  a dmit that rh e um atism
comm onl y bowed thos e s ame sh ou lde r s, wh enhe wa s "off duty"and secur ei n thes heltero f  h is o wn room.

"Hep, h e p, hep,--hep," sa id the  C a pt a i n m ark ing time,an d sco w ling at th e i rre g ular pace ofthe excited you ngster sbeh i nd her . Atwh i chDorothy pro mptl y echoedhis "H e p, hep, hep," a nd the  ot her s to o kth e
h in t , p a ir ing off  into aco mp act l ittl e c o mpan y a nd f ollow ing their
lea der  lik e  so ldier s onpara de .

Ca ptainLemue lsmiled and nodd ed:
"Good, L itt le  On e!  'Tis you ha s t hehead of  sense, and  f i n g er s for the
fiddle b ow . Th e boys a re all ju st proud to  h ave  you u p atS' L e on , and
an ything yo uwant do ne --sayth e w ord ! All I wa nt isto see y ou sh o ot
well as you can fiddle. R i de , eh ?  Can  yo u ride a ho rse, Litt le O n e? "
" My na me is  D o ro t hy, Captain Lemuel,  a nd I c an--a  little. Hele na, too,
i s f ine on h orse b ac k . She's the ye llow- haired gir l , you kn ow. B ut why?What make s you ask? "
The y h adc o me  across the g r a ss a sfar asthe  end of  th e B arr ack s,  and
stil l drilli ng  h is  " awk wards quad," t he  ol dran chman wheele d abo ut a nd 
o r der ed:

"H a lt ! Abou t- -f ace! "
Al fy gi ggle d , b ut seei ng the fa ces of a ll  t he rest , especiallyDo rothy's, s ob erand se t in imita tion of the Captain's,s he stop ped 
laug hing  and appl ied  herse lft o thebusine ss in  h and . 
"Hep , he p,he p--March!" The y mig ht  hav e beenveterans, insteado f a n awkward squ ad,  sop e rf ect l yt hey  n o w k e p t step and so f ully theyen t er ed into th e  ol dman's w him.
Fo r onl y  a whim  they sup posed thi sdril l i ngto be, tho ugh in r eality he had t a ke n not e o f allth eir  figu res an d , w ith t he exc ep tion o f Her be rt's
and  Dorothy's, saw that ea ch cou ld be  im proved. E spe c ial ly was th ereneed of th isinLesli e's case;  and ha vin g  been  tol d  of the l a d' s
d e l ic acy by hisb e l ove d "Bo ss, "  he ha d co nceived this sche m e of drill.

" Yous e e,Bos s ,
 eager_to find_out the cause of_all this_excitement_and
placed herself_alongside_him, as he_led off with_a military tread and
tensely_squared shoulders. It_wasn't_for him to admit that rheumatism
commonly bowed those same shoulders, when he was "off_duty"_and secure
in_the_shelter_of his own room.

"Hep, hep,_hep,--hep," said the Captain marking_time, and_scowling at
the irregular pace of the excited youngsters_behind_her. At which
Dorothy_promptly echoed his "Hep, hep, hep," and the others_took the
hint, pairing off into a_compact little company_and_following_their
leader like soldiers on_parade.

Captain Lemuel smiled and nodded:

"Good, Little_One! 'Tis you has the head_of sense, and fingers for the
fiddle bow._The boys are all just proud_to have you up at_S' Leon,_and
anything you want done--say the_word! All I_want is_to see you_shoot
well as you can fiddle. Ride,_eh? Can you_ride a horse, Little One?"

"My name_is_Dorothy, Captain Lemuel,_and_I_can--a little._Helena, too,
is fine_on_horseback. She's_the_yellow-haired girl, you know. But why?
What_makes_you ask?"

They had come across the grass_as far as the_end_of the Barracks, and
still_drilling his "awkward squad," the_old ranchman wheeled about and
ordered:

"Halt! About--face!"

Alfy_giggled, but_seeing the_faces of all the rest, especially
Dorothy's, sober and set in imitation_of the Captain's, she stopped
laughing and_applied herself to the_business in_hand.

"Hep,_hep, hep--March!"

They might_have_been veterans,_instead of an awkward squad, so perfectly
they_now kept_step and so fully they entered_into the old man's_whim.
For_only a whim they supposed this_drilling to be, though in reality_he
had taken note of all_their_figures_and, with the exception of_Herbert's
and Dorothy's, saw that each could_be improved. Especially_was there
need of this in Leslie's case;_and_having been told of the lad's
delicacy_by_his beloved "Boss," he had conceived_this_scheme_of drill.

"You see, Boss,