1 They say there ain't hardly any cavalry left in camp.
2 He wondered what they would remark when later he appeared in camp.
3 Of late, however, he had been impressed that they were in a sort of eternal camp.
4 Wherever he went in camp, he would encounter insolent and lingeringly cruel stares.
5 He went on to repeat a statement he had heard going from group to group at the camp that morning.
6 After complicated journeyings with many pauses, there had come months of monotonous life in a camp.
7 At nightfall the column broke into regimental pieces, and the fragments went into the fields to camp.
8 But his regiment went unmolested to a camping place, and its soldiers slept the brave sleep of wearied men.
9 Sometimes his anger at the commanders reached an acute stage, and he grumbled about the camp like a veteran.
10 The youth took note of a remarkable change in his comrade since those days of camp life upon the river bank.
11 He wished to return to camp, knowing that this affair was a blue demonstration; or else to go into a battle and discover that he had been a fool in his doubts, and was, in truth, a man of traditional courage.