Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-09-05

passed on, and must Join in the pursuit.
Look around, and see the people running across
the fields from hill to hill, following GA ihe
| foe.''
The very hedges and walls seem alive
with men and even boys with guns
Yes, boys feel themselves men to-day.
must go. Return to your uncle's, dear Kate
to-night will see you again.
The maiden would have spoken, but he was
out of hearing. She turned back few steps
until he had passed cut of sight, when she
once more took the pathway towards her dwell
ing She approached cautiously, and with
fear. The noise of firing was full mile dis
tant from her, and only here and there could
be seen farmer on foot or mounted on his
plough horse, without saddle, Fastening to
JOIN in the pursuit with their countrymen.-
Step by step, slowly Catharine Acton advanc-
ed towards her house. She passed through the
garden, and stopped near the porch, and listen
ed attentively. All the sounds of war were
stilled. She took courage and entered the
house. She passed, not without palpitating
heart, to the front door, and looked out. In
the road she saw lying two bodies in scarlet
uniforms. They were stiff and dead. She
closed her eyes with shudder. A groan
reached her ears, and, looking in the direction,
she saw seated upon the well curb the wound
ed soldier. He could not speak, but pointed
to the water and then to his parched lips In
an instant she forgot all fear; she remembered
only her humanity. The soldier wore the uni
form of the invades, but she only saw in him
the image of God. She fastened to the we'll
and, drawing up water, gave him to drink,
holding the bucket to his lips. When he
had drank, he thanked her with few grateful
words, and then pointed TO an elm few feet
distant. She looked in the direction. and saw
a wounded officer, whom by his elegant uni
form she knew must be of high rank He sat
supported by the tree, and pale as death. He
pressed handkerchief red with gore against
his breast His eyes family regarded her, and
once or twice he made an effort to articulate
1t was the British colonel whom her lover had
shot. The remaining grenadier had fed and
left him to perish alone. As soon as Catha-
rine saw him, she felt assured that it was the
officer who had fallen by Georges rife She
hasted to him with prayer that he might live.
She carried water in her hand and placed it to
his lips. He revived, and family smiled
At this moment village surgeon and three
men rode by in pursuit Catharine with diff
Guilty prevailed up him to stop and examine,
and dress the wound. He pronounced pos
sibility of recovery.
:. But it is bad policy, Miss Catharine, >
said he, 90 to take such care of our foes. Yet
l will help you with him into the house and
dress his wound but you must be answerable
for his appearance if he lives, as he is pris-
oner of war"
90 will answer for his appearance, sir" re-
piled the girl.
The wound of the officer did not prove to be
mortal. Owing 10 the kind care and nursing
of the lovely girl, aided by George, who was
quite as anxions to save his life as she was, he
recovered, and was in a few weeks exchang-
ed. As he took leave of her, he placed upon
her finger costly, and singular-looking ring,
saying
"Should you or any one dear to you get in
to trouble during this war, and it is in my
power to aid you, Twill do it. Whoever bears
this ring to me shall be my friend
Two months after his departure, George and
three other daring young men, who had form
ed a plot to seize the person of General Howe,
by entering the town in disguise, were discov-
cred, imprisoned, and George as their leader,
was sentenced to be shot as spy.
An hour before he was to have been led
forth to suffer the sentence, Colonel -
sought an interview with General Howe. He
told him the history of his being wounded, and
how his life was saved by Catharine Acton,
and that he had promised her his influence and
aid when ever she should send him ring he
had left her, or asked for it in behalf of her
self or others in prison.
'sJust now,' continued the colonel, Il have
had this ring presented to me by a young far
mer, with letter from her, asking pardon for
George Munroe, who is her betrothed. |
shall esteem it favor done to me personally if
you will pardon and iberate him.
Il cannot refuse you, Colonel -, for
thrice in ten years you have saved my life in
battle. cannot refuse pardon in so romantic
an affair. Wait moment and | will write
you an order for his release"
The same evening, Geo. Munroe, with glow
ing eloquence and deep gratitude, thanked
Catharine Acton for his life
But for your Christian benevolence, which
saw only fellow being in wounded foe, this
officer would have persisted, and | should now
be no more among the living. Thus, dear
Kate, has virtue and mercy its reward even in
this life. No man will ever suffer by kindness
to an enemy"
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