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The soldiers had on broadbrim hats with the crown of the hat shaped into a cone.

Presently, his drink exhausted, and his eloquence thrown away upon friend Broadbrim—who he at once conceived to be so quiet because he had nothing to lose—he unceremoniously turned his back and sat down upon a chair to examine the valuables he carried about his person.

But why so sad, brother Broadbrim?

So, hanging clothes on a rail near by, keeping old broadbrim straw on head and easy shoes on feet ... then partially bathing in the clear waters of the running brook—taking everything very leisurely, with many rests and pauses ... slow negligent promenades on the turf up and down in the sun ... somehow I seemed to get identity with each and everything around me, in its condition.

He has no enmity or prejudice against any person, sect, or society—loving Broadbrim even more than could reasonably be expected.