The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1862-08-29
WOUNDED.
A STORY OF The TIMES.

STORY OF The TINES.
"Six hundred and forty three wounded!
:'If that were all p My wife spoke in .
sad voice. "Il that were oil r.
1.-THE return is given as complete"
said, referring seain to the newspaper
which held in my hand" lone hundred
and forty. three killed, and six hundred and
forty three wounded"
"a fearful list. but it is not all," my wife
answered. Her tones were even saddsr al
first. "A great many more were wounded
Q great many more"
"Bur this is an official return, signed by
the commanding general"
"And 10 far. doubtless correct. But
from every battle 60 swift winged messen .
gers that kill or wound at a thousand miles.
instead of q thousand PAGES; bullets invisi.
BILE TO mortal eyes. that pierce loving hearts.
have no report. They are casualties not
spoken of by our commanding generals"
had not thought Of this; or. at least.
not with any realisin9 sense OF what il in
volvsd. Ny wife resumed.
"Let US take the matter home. We have
q son in the army. The ball that strikes
him strikes US. II. in the list Of killed and
wounded. we have found his name; would
there have been no bsyonet point or shat.
tering bullet in our flesh? shiver at the
thought. Ah, these invisible messe ngers
Of pain and death. wound often deeper than
iron and lsad.''
As she thus spoke my eyes were resti,g
on the onicial list, and I saw the name of .
friend. An ejaculation Of surprise dropped
from my lips. 9e
.wAss p Ny .tartlsd wife sr.r slightly
psle. igl77 = - .siteAfo ''e
"Harley Is wounded 7" =
"Oh, dear p The pallor increased. and
she laid her hand over her hearts sigu
that she felt pain there. "Badly?" She
tried to steady her voice.
"a ball through the chest. Not set down
- dangerous, however 81
"poor Anna What sad tidings for herr'
Ny wife arose. al must 60 to her imms-
diatsly."
"Do so," I answered.
soon afterward We went out together. l
70 my Office. aud she to visit the wife of the
wounded friend.
When I met my wife at dinner time. her
face was paler than when l parted with her
in the morning. saw that she had been
suffering while I. intent for hours upon my
work. had half forgotten my wounded
friends, Harley and his wife. one pierced by
. visible and the other by an invisible bul.
let.
"Did you see Anns9" Iasked.
Eyes"
"How is sho %
"Cslm. but hur; very deeply. She only
had the news this morning"
"There has not been time 70 decide what
= 2.
and will get as much information by tele-
graph to day IS il is possible to receive
Tonight or TO morrow he will leave for the
battle field. Anna may 60 with him."
"She appeared to he hurt deeply, you
say"
"Yes." replied my wife; land was ia
most intense pain. Every line in her face
exhibited suffering. One hand was pressed
all the while tightly over her heart"
"Whas did she says''
''Not much. She seemed looking into
the distance. and trying to make out things
seen but imperfectly. II he were to die.
think il would kill her,
1.-TWO deaths by the same bullet" said
my thought revertiug to our morning con-
vsrsation.
In the evsuingI called with my wife to see
Mrs. Harley. A telegram had boen receiv-
ed. stating that her husbands wound though
severe. was not considered dangerous
The ball had been extracted. and he was
reported to be doing well. She was going
to leave in the night train with her brother
in Law. and would be with her husband in
the quickest time il was possible to make.
How . few hours of suffering had changed
her! The wound was very deep and very
painful.
twas nearly two months before Harley
was sufficiently recovered to be removed
from the hospital. His vile had been per.
mitted to see him every day. aud to remain
iu attendance on him for greater part Of
the time.
"Did you know that Mr.. Harley and his
vile were at home - said, on coming in
one day.
..No When did they arrived" was the
answer and inquiry.
~This morning. Iheard it from Harley
brother."
.How are they!" asked The vito.
He looks ~ we'll ~ ever. am told,
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