L'Abbe Constantin — Volume 2

It was also the first time that Jean had seen anything at the butts at Souvigny but cannon, ammunition wagons, horses, or gunners. In the clouds of dust raised by the wheels of the wagons and the hoofs of the horses Jean beheld not the second mounted battery of the 9th Regiment of artillery but the distinct images of two Americans with black eyes and golden hair and at the moment when he listened respectfully to the well merited lecture from his Captain.