I Returned To The Dining Room,
But Soon There Was A Gentle Knock On The Door, And Opening It, I Saw
Volmer Standing In Front Of Me, Cap In Hand, Looking Very Meek And
Humble.
Very respectfully he apologized, and expressed his regret at
having offended me.
That was very pleasant, but knowing the man's
violent temper, and thinking of coming days, I proceeded to deliver a
lecture to the effect that there was not another enlisted man in the
regiment who would use such language in our house, or be so ungrateful
for kindness that we had shown him. Above all, to make it unpleasant
for me when I was alone.
I was so nervous, and talking to a soldier that way was so very
disagreeable, I might have broken down and cried again - an awful thing
to have done at that time - if I had not happened to have seen Hang's
head sticking out at one side of his door. He had run to his room
again, but could not resist keeping watch to see if Volmer was really
intending to "killee" me. He is afraid of the soldier, and
consequently hates him. Soon after he came, Volmer, who is a powerful
man, tied him down to his bed with a picket rope, and such yells of
fury and terror were never heard, and when I ran out to see what on
earth was the matter, the Chinaman's eyes were green, and he was
frothing at the mouth.
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