Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry’s regiment is getting ready for their first battle.After a time the brigade was halted in the cathedral light of a forest. The busy skirmishers were still popping. Through the aisles of the wood could be seen the floating smoke from their rifles. Sometimes it went up in little balls, white and compact.During this halt many men in the regiment began erecting tiny hills in front of them. They used stones, sticks, earth, and anything they thought might turn a bullet. Some built comparatively large ones, while others seems content with little ones.This procedure caused a discussion among the men. Some wished to fight like duelists, believing it to be correct to stand erect and be, from their feet to their foreheads, a mark. They said they scorned the devices of the cautious. But the others scoffed in reply, and pointed to the veterans on the flanks who were digging at the ground like terriers. In a short time there was quite a barricade along the regimental fronts. Directly, however, they were ordered to withdraw from that place.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming is reflecting on his mother’s reaction to the news that he enlisted in the Union Army during the American Civil War.Still, she had disappointed him by saying nothing whatever about returning with his shield or on it. He had privately primed himself for a beautiful scene. He had prepared certain sentences which he thought could be used with touching effect. But her words destroyed his plans. She had doggedly peeled potatoes and addressed him as follows: "You watch out, Henry, an’ take good care of yerself in this here fighting business—you watch, an’ take good care of yerself. Don’t go a-thinkin’ you can lick the hull rebel army at the start, because yeh can’t. Yer jest one little feller amongst a hull lot of others, and yeh’ve got to keep quiet an’ do what they tell yeh. I know how you are, Henry.”
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming, a young soldier in the Union Army during the American Civil War, receives news that his regiment will soon be in battle, and he remembers how he first enlisted.He had burned several times to enlist. Tales of great movements shook the land. They might not be distinctly Homeric, but there seemed to be much glory in them. He had read of marches, sieges, conflicts, and he had longed to see it all. His busy mind had drawn for him large pictures extravagant in color, lurid with breathless deeds.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry and Wilson are discussing their impending march into battle.The youth watched him for a moment in silence. When he finally spoke his voice was bitter as dregs. "Oh, you’re going to do great things, I s’pose!”The loud soldier blew a thoughtful cloud of smoke from his pipe. "Oh, I don’t know,” he remarked with dignity; "I don’t know. I s’pose I’ll do as well as the rest. I’m going to try like thunder.” He evidently complimented himself upon the modesty of this statement."How do you know you won’t run when the time comes?” asked the youth."Run?” said the loud one; "run?—of course not!” He laughed."Well,” continued the youth, "lots of good-a-’nough men have thought they was going to do great things before the fight, but when the time come they skedaddled.”"Oh, that’s all true, I s’pose,” replied the other; "but I’m not going to skedaddle. The man that bets on my running will lose his money, that’s all.” He nodded confidently."Oh, shucks!” said the youth. "You ain’t the bravest man in the world, are you?”"No, I ain’t,” exclaimed the loud soldier indignantly; "and I didn’t say I was the bravest man in the world, neither. I said I was going to do my share of fighting—that’s what I said. And I am, too. Who are you, anyhow? You talk as if you thought you was Napoleon Bonaparte.” He glared at the youth for a moment, and then strode away.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming, a young soldier in the Union Army during the American Civil War, receives news that his regiment will soon be in battle, and he remembers how he first enlisted.He had burned several times to enlist. Tales of great movements shook the land. They might not be distinctly Homeric, but there seemed to be much glory in them. He had read of marches, sieges, conflicts, and he had longed to see it all. His busy mind had drawn for him large pictures extravagant in color, lurid with breathless deeds.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming has deserted his regiment after the battle.He had fled, he told himself, because annihilation approached. He had done a good part in saving himself, who was a little piece of the army. He had considered the time, he said, to be one in which it was the duty of every little piece to rescue itself if possible. Later the officers could fit the little pieces together again, and make the battle front. If none of the little pieces were wise enough to save themselves from the flurry of death at such a time, why, then, where would be the army? It was plain that he had proceeded according to very correct and commendable rules. His actions had been sagacious things. They had been full of strategy. They were the work of a master’s legs.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming and the sergeant are talking with a tattered soldier about their experiences in battle.There was a tattered man, fouled with dust, blood and powder stain from hair to shoes, who trudged quietly at the youth’s side. He was listening with eagerness and much humility to the lurid descriptions of a bearded sergeant. His lean features wore an expression of awe and admiration. He was like a listener in a country store to wondrous tales told among the sugar barrels. He eyed the story-teller with unspeakable wonder. His mouth was agape in yokel fashion.
Read the excerpts from The Red Badge of Courage. In the first excerpt, Henry Fleming has decided that he is going to enlist as a soldier in the Union Army. In the second excerpt, Henry leaves for war as his mother watches.Excerpt 1:One night, as he lay in bed, the winds had carried him to the clangoring of the church bell as some enthusiast jerked the rope frantically to tell the twisted news of a great battle. This voice of the people rejoicing in the night had made him shiver in a prolonged ecstasy of excitement. Later, he had gone down to his mother’s room and had spoken thus: "Ma, I’m going to enlist.”Excerpt 2:Still, when he had looked back from the gate, he had his seen his mother kneeling among the potato parings. Her brown face, upraised, was stained with tears, and her spare form was quivering. He bowed his head and went on, feeling suddenly ashamed of his purposes.
Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming and the tattered man have just witnessed the death of another soldier, and Henry decides to leave the tattered soldier.The youth, who had been holding a bitter debate with himself and casting glances of hatred and contempt at the tattered man, here spoke in a hard voice. "Good-by,” he said.The tattered man looked at him in gaping amazement. "Why—why, pardner, where yeh goin’?” he asked unsteadily. The youth looking at him, could see that he, too, like that other one, was beginning to act dumb and animal-like. His thoughts seemed to be floundering about in his head. Now—now—look a—here, you Tom Jamison—now—I won’t have this—this here won’t do. Where—where yeh goin’?”The youth pointed vaguely. "Over there,” he replied."Well, now look—a—here—now,” said the tattered man, rambling on in idiot fashion. His head was hanging forward and his words were slurred. "This thing won’t do, now, Tom Jamison. It won’t do. I know yeh, yeh pig-headed devil. Yeh wanta go trompin’ off with a bad hurt. It ain’t right—now—Tom Jamison—it ain’t. Yeh wanta leave me take keer of yeh, Tom Jamison. It ain’t—right—it ain’t—fer yeh t’ go—trompin’ off—with a bad hurt—it ain’t—ain’t—ain’t right—it ain’t.”
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