Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-04-06

the mountains, carelessly swinging their
muskets at their sides, talking of the proba-
ole issue of the war. A ball whistled close
by the ear of Howard, grazing his hat, fol-
lowed Immediately by the sharp crack of a
rifle close at hand, which caused his horse to
wheel and rum, nearly throwing the rider
from his seat in the saddle.
Guided by the smoke from the explosion
ofthc powder, the keen eye of the Captain
detected the figure of a man crouGhed
in the bushes busily engaged in reloading
his rifle. Before Howard had fairly com
manded his horse to his guidance again, the
Captain had discharged the contents of his
musket at the man in ambush.
They saw him spring to his feet and then
fall heavily on the ground and they ran to
the spot. The foe had fallen on his face and
the captain rudcly turned him over with his
foot, while the wounded man, whose life
blood was rapidly ebbing away, cast up a
p%iteous, dying look. The Captain gazed a
minute in his deathly eyes and then sank up
on his knees at his side, and claSping his hand
over the wound to stay the scarlet current of
life, he franticaly cried
90! my brother! Arthur, my brother l
have killed you !"
Brother Y said the dying man family,
lhuo VIC HlcCI dItcI 1OuE NcdIC W oCpdAd
ton. | am dying now, my brother! )"
Howard trembled with emotion as he gazed
on the scene there, on his knees, was his
stout-hearted captain weeping like a little
child, and with his handkerchief vainly stri.
) wing to arrest the flow Of blood from the
| heart Of q long lost brother, who had JUS
aimed a deadly ball at him there lay with
' ing in the iron grasp of death, Robert Green
2 wood, his foe and the father Of his intended
c bride He was the brother of Captain Town
e send, allusiOn to whom has been made in
preceding page.
n Howard took the wrist of the dying man
e who looked up into the young wings face an
said
0 eyes Howard, / ana dying, You see, an
| have hated you ; that malicious, unwal
ranted hatred has brought me to my end
S has brought Death and stood the pale nor
k ster over me, and that, o! Heaven by
brothers hand! Don't you see the Pale Hors
d and hi> rider thcre-Mere? | do! Howard
take my daughter, who loves you to distra
sr ton take all my possessions take chare
of my wife, and | charge you see that ST
does not come to want for life's comforts
l. Stay near me, my brother, until l am gon
is and see that insult is not offered my ella
" but bury me here in some silent glen ar
ID raise no stone to mark my resting place!'
i'd Soon his spirit had winged its lasting fig
away from his suffering clay and his +
e. mains were placed in the side of a hill, ne
ut which the public highway now runs, by I
se moving some loose stones from their bed
IN, which served to conceal his remains frc
n; n portal Psg5. siggeett teams aaa # fr6 City i4s v fell ii At f1 The ,,
Torrance of the sad and solemn rite a
M the two soldiers then turned sorrowfully
Af way.
he He was missed by his friends they KIN
IN not of his fatal end, and the supposition "
nd that he had been killed by a scouting pal
his of wings.
do The Captain and Howard, after score
len making some observations in the mountai
in returned to their comrades in arms and c.
ard tinued in service until the war closed.