Read this excerpt from “Drummer Man.” It turned out to be a good thing that I signed on again. It wasn’t long into my second year when our regiment fought at the Siege of Corinth. In the heat of the fight we made a desperate charge across a ravine and Captain Williamson was wounded. So the call came in for a quick retreat, but unfortunately the captain was left there between the lines. Somebody had to rescue him, and it was one of two times during the war that I was happy for being small. I took off in a stooping run, unseen by the enemy, and somehow found the strength to drag Williamson back to the stretcher bearers and out of harm’s way. The second time I was glad for my slight height occurred when I was caught behind the enemy lines. All I can guess is that those rebels who surrounded me mistook me for a child. They took their guns down from their shoulders, looked me in the eye, and told me to run on out of there as fast as I could. Indeed I did without so much as one glance back. Which line best illustrates the narrator’s bravery? Indeed I did without so much as one glance back. It turned out to be a good thing that I signed on again. [A]nd somehow found the strength to drag Williamson back . . . It wasn’t long into my second year when our regiment fought . . .