midday
Dreamed I was flyin ' . '' I had been thinking of what to do if we met the enemy and were hard pressed . We discussed it freely , and made up our minds that if there came any great peril of capture we would separate , each to take his own way out of the difficulty . We halted by a small brook at midday , feeding the horses and ourselves out of the saddle-bags . `` Ai n't jest eggzac ` ly used t ' this kind uv a sickle , '' said D'ri , as he felt the edge of his sabre , `` but I 'll be dummed ef it do n't seem es ef I 'd orter be ruther dang ` rous with thet air 'n my hand . '' He knew a little about rough fighting with a sabre . He had seen my father and me go at each other hammer and tongs there in our door-yard every day of good weather .