"
"Yes," said Sam. "It shows our true purposes. I hope the Cubapinos will
rejoice when they hear the name."
"Perhaps they won't. There's no counting on those people. I'm sick of
them before I've seen them. I'm just going to tell what a lot of
skins they are when I begin writing for _The Lyre_. By the way, did you
have your photographs taken at Slowburgh?"
[Illustration: A BLOOD BROTHERHOOD
"A BIG COMPANY TO GRAB EVERYTHING ... THE 'BENEVOLENT ASSIMILATION
COMPANY, LIMITED'"]
"No," said Sam, "I forgot all about it, but I can write home about the
old ones, and I've got one in cadet uniform taken at East Point."
"Well, we mustn't forget to have you taken at St. Kisco, and we can
mail the photos to _The Lyre_, but you must be careful not to overlook
a thing like that again. The people will want to know what the hero who
saved the country looked like."
"Even if I don't do anything very wonderful," said Sam, "and I hope I
shall, I shall be taking part in a great work, and doing my share of
civilizing and Christianizing a barbarous country. They have no
conception of our civilized and refined manners, of the sway of law and
order, of all our civilized customs, the result of centuries of
improvement and effort."
Cleary picked up a newspaper to read.
"What's that other newspaper lying there?" asked Sam.
"That's _The Evening Star_; do you want it?" and he handed it to him.
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