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"
Yeah
.
I
want
one
that
fits
.
"
He
still
did
n't
stir
.
"
Let
me
wise
you
up
,
sonny
boy
.
There
are
just
two
sizes
in
this
army
--
too
large
and
too
small
.
"
"
But
my
company
commander
--
"
"
No
doubt
.
"
"
But
what
am
I
going
to
do
?
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
a
choice
you
want
!
Well
,
I
've
got
that
in
stock
--
new
issue
,
just
today
.
Mmm
...
tell
you
what
I
'll
do
.
Here
's
a
needle
and
I
'll
even
give
you
a
spool
of
thread
.
You
wo
n't
need
a
pair
of
scissors
;
a
razor
blade
is
better
.
Now
you
tight
'
em
plenty
across
the
hips
but
leave
cloth
to
loose
'
em
again
across
the
shoulders
;
you
'll
need
it
later
.
"
Sergeant
Zim
's
only
comment
on
my
tailoring
was
:
"
You
can
do
better
than
that
.
Two
hours
extra
duty
.
"
So
I
did
better
than
that
by
next
parade
.
Those
first
six
weeks
were
all
hardening
up
and
hazing
,
with
lots
of
parade
drill
and
lots
of
route
march
.
Eventually
,
as
files
dropped
out
and
went
home
or
elsewhere
,
we
reached
the
point
where
we
could
do
fifty
miles
in
ten
hours
on
the
level
--
which
is
good
mileage
for
a
good
horse
in
case
you
've
never
used
your
legs
.
We
rested
,
not
by
stopping
,
but
by
changing
pace
,
slow
march
,
quick
march
,
and
trot
.
Sometimes
we
went
out
the
full
distance
,
bivouacked
and
ate
field
rations
,
slept
in
sleeping
bags
and
marched
back
the
next
day
.
