The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1850-11-06
The Bo.tman,s Daughter.


The following remarkable story has all tho
parties are still living:
1t was in the memorable year Of 1914, when
the allied armies were concentrated about Paris
young lieutenant Of dragons was engaged
with three Hungarians, who, after having re.
ceived several smart strokes from his sabre,
managed to send ball into his shoulder, to
pierce his chest with thurst from lance, and
to leave him for dead on the river.
On the opposite side of the stream, boatman
and his daughter had been watching this un-
equal fight with tears of desperation. ~ But
what could an old unarmed man do, or a petty
child of sixteen' However, the old soldier
for such the boatman was-had no sooner seen
the officer fall from his horse, than he and his
daughter rowed most vigorously toward the
other side.
Then when they had deposited the wounded
man in their boat, these worthy people crossed
the river, but with faint hopes of reaching the
military hospital in time. 81
You have been badly treated, my boy" said
the old guardsman to him "but here am |,
who have gone further on, and come hDme''
The silence and fixed attitude of lieutenant
$ showed the extreme agony of his pains,
and the hardy boatman soon discovered that the
blood which was gathering about the wound
on the left side, would shortly terminate his ex-
istence. He turned to his youthful daughter.
"Mary," he said, you have heard me tell
of my brother; he died Of such another wound
as this here. Well, now, had there only been
somebody by to suck the hurt his life would
have been saved"
The boatman then landed, and went TO look
for two or three soldiers to help him to carry
the officer, leaving his daughter in charge Of
him. The glrl looked at the sufferer for q min
ute or two. What was her emotion when she
heard him sigh SO deeply, not that he was re-
signing life in the FIRST flower Of his age, but
that he ahould die without mothers kiss.
"My mother my dear, dear mothef' " said
he, " ! die without
Her woman's heart told her what he would
have said. Her bosom heaved with sympathy,
and her eyes ran over.
Then she remembered what her father had
said; she thought how her uncle's life might
have been saved. In an instant, quicker than
thought, she tore open the officers coat, and the
generous girl recalled him to life with her lips.
Amidst this holy operation, the sound Of foot
steps was heard, and the blushing heroine hetI
to the other end Of the boat. Judge Of her
fathers surprise a. he came up with two sol
he expected to find dead, open his eyes, aud
ask for his deliverer.
The boatman looked at his child and saw IL
all.
The poor girl came to him with her head bent
down. She was about TO excuse herself, whom
her father, embracing her with enthusiasm,
raised up her spirits, ana the officer thanked,
her in these prophetic words -
"You have saved my life--it belongs ID. you..
After this she attended to him; and became
his nurse nothing would he take but from her
hand. No wonder that with such q nasae he.
soon recovered. Mary was q pretty = ahe was.
good.
Meanwhile master Cupid, who 10 very busr
in such cases, gave him another wound, ana
there was only one way 10 cure it-so vsET dscp
il was.
The boatmsn's daughter bssans' Msdsus
Her husband issRow, not : simpls lisutsnant,
but lieutenant general; and the bossman's
any you - & count. Londoa yessraai.