The pious Kentucky mountain boy in Paris, explaining how he got lost and got back to the hotel:
"So you see, I never takened home any girls in France, but one of them had to take me home, Ho! Ho!" pg195
And his experience with luxury in NYC:
"The were two beds in my room (at the Waldorf Astoria). Twin beds. That kinder tickled me. I didn't know which one to sleep in. So I tried them both." pg199
And on a serious note, considering and answering one of many "reasons" given for his safety and success in the battle:
"I ain't so foolish as to deny that I know a whole heap about guns. I do. I know, too, that I am a tol'able good shot. But I don't car how good a shot man is, hit ain't in the nature of thins for one man with an army rifle and a pistol to whip thirty-five machine guns that can each fire over six-hundred shots a minute; from a p'int blank range of between twenty and thiry yards." pg181
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