...eep, the dear, blundering, dusky darlings! And he illustrates by the following anecdote their curious mingling of military and scholastic training: Dear old Uncle York leans in the doorway of Dr. Minot 's tent, with his broad brimmed hat on, like a retired Seraph in easy circumstances. Along comes little Ben, Mrs. Dewhurst's page, 2 1/2 feet high, and swaggeringly says, Uncle York, gwine to schoo...