Tom Strong, Lincoln's scout, a story of the United States in the times that tried men's souls (1919) (14576097028)

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Title: Tom Strong, Lincoln's scout, a story of the United States in the times that tried men's souls
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Mason, Alfred Bishop, 1851-1933
Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Fiction
Publisher: New York, H. Holt and Company
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign



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rbecame Toms own. Uncle Moses insisted uponthis and Towser highly approved of it. Thegiant hound worshiped the boy. Morris wasspeedily put to work driving a four-mule teamfor the commissary department of GeneralMitchells force. He was accustomed to havingfood and lodging doled out to him, so it seemedquite natural to be given sleeping quarters(usually under the canvas cover of the wagonhe drove) and rations, but it took him somemonths to recover from the shock of actuallybeing paid wages for his work. When this toobecame natural, he felt that he was really free.Uncle Moses was too old for that sort of thing.He was bewildered by the rough and teeminglife of an army-camp. He clung to Tom, was asdevoted to him as Towser was, and much morehelpless than the dog was. Towser made Tom Strong, Lincolns Scout 157 friends and important friends at once. It hap-pened that food was rather short at head-quarters the day after the fugitives found safety.Tom, waiting for a chance to go North, had been
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TOWSER asked to share the tent of a staff-officer and toeat at headquarters mess. An hour before din-ner, one of his hosts was bewaihng the scantyfare they were to have when Towser sidledaround the corner of the tent with a fat chicken 158 Tom Strong, Lincolns Scout in his mouth and laid it with respectful devotionat his masters feet. There was a shout of ap-plause and a roar from the assembled officers of** Good dog, good dog, Towser, do it again!Whereupon, after some majestic wags of hismighty tail, he disappeared for a few minutesand did do it again. When the second chickenwas laid at Toms feet, Towsers position wasassured. He was named an orderly by acclama-tion and was given a collar made of an old armybelt, with the magic letters U. S. A. upon it,a collar which he wore proudly through hishappy life. Tom, who felt quite rich when his arrears ofpay were handed him, decided to give himself atreat by making Uncle Moses happy. That isthe best kind of treat man or boy can give him-sel