Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1863-01-23
NO..43

locs wouid De around them. And all her
energies were directed to keep them still IN
the ignorance so fatal to them 70 ll, .'1s
Meanwhile Tommy's tow head shot over
the moving, over the wall through The mar.
row lane, reaching the main road iust AZ ,
mounted band 6f inch came In siSht u"
mounted stump, waved his Jacket. and tho
foremost among them stopped. .r,a
What isit, boy? ?"
"Marm wants your fling marito stop plav.
ing that thing, and to have down that ere
Tag, and to come up to our house through
the lane. Come on" = ''-.''s
He was starting, but Zagonyi stoned him.
III don't understand, boy what does shd
want g''s 4aa :. 'G'a8 80 S''sSf'H'''' f'H'''
Tom was indignant. "Wants you 10 nab
some seceshers up to our house. but YOU
needn't come you don't wantcr."
Something in his face struck one Of thc
boy" n.ra s .a., ngs,g - :"
Lucy Dudley ... -gt-.r. ~
'Go ahead, Major" shouted the fellow
"she's true blood they shot her husband =
month ago." va .IaIa- I''N ""'N'
Zagonyi, followed by portion Of his men.
wheeled into the laiie, tfying to kecb Tom.
my in sight; and soon they came in view al
the low house, and the noisy mirth Of the
Confederatcs was distinctly heard. Arm.
strong never suspected, even ordering Mrs.
Dudley to "show 'em in." She went to the
door, and they did not need that she should
speak her piercing, eager look told every
tning. They surrounded the room, Zagonyis
clear voice ordered those inside to surrendcf
while at the same liomeht the tifer gave an
exultant-
vsa Yankee E Doodl: came to town, .....r
i a#s" Yankee Doodle dandy" sl'a IL B. -tf8a.
Armstrong saw the trap, and fred his re-.
voIyer, hitting the gray haired old grand.
mother, levcling her with the ground. No
body noticed the shot except Tommy, and
as ne held her bleeding head on his Knee he
never shed tear; but he is on one of Com
modore Foote's gunboats as a powder. rr,or.
key to. day, and he never hands charge but
he thinks of the terrible hour. One or two
on both sides w.re wounded. and the rete,a
marched out bound together with old chains
which the boys very gladly found. Zaronvi
must take the prisoners with him: for men
couldn't be spared to guard them. As thev
were al! in front of tho door before starting,
Mrs, Dudley, who knew every inch of tlio
ground in the vicinity, undertook to tell them
a nearer road to town. They did not under.
stand her hurried directions, and she start.
as u to 80 with thom then she remembered
, her dying mother, and came back |, calling
! Tommy from the sufferers side to take ibS
place In her stead at aa
But the dying womans faint voice stop
ped her. You go, Lucy; he might mag a
a mistake; he will take care of me. and we
, will keep the old flag flying" -
The reserve in the lane, by zagonyfs or
der, had already come up, and Lucy onlv
stayed to kiss the pale lips and precious facc'.
then she mounted her own stout mare and
led the way, She guided them safely in ti,e
intricate path up to the very edge OF tho
ravlne, where, accordng,to Armstrong; talk.
she knew the wild foe were hidden. It was
the very spot Zagonyi wished to be in, and
she had saved him long stretch of danger
GUS road. Then sho fell back to the rear.
just rs Zagonyis eager eye took in the whole
of his position. Desperate What will he
say, what will those men do who have been
taunted with being holiday soldiers ON the
pavement Of st. Louis?
" Soldiers, your war cry is, Fremont and
! the Union |! Draw sabre, by the right flank,
! quick trot, march!' .. : .....lO ..ra =
t His voice, shrilled and intense, pierced ey.
| cry heart, as those bright swords plittered id
the sunshine and the little band sped on
their deadly work. ! wonder not that Lucy
: Dudley's brown mare kept her place, as ca
ger as her mistress to do gallant work. That
battle will always burn on the pages of his
tory, and need write none Of its details hero
only this much, that everywhere, helping off
the wounded, handing weapons, doing spy
! thing, everything that a cool head and d
trusty hand could do, was Lucy Dudley -
At last the day was ours, and as ZacOnyi
| gathered the remnant of his force about him
he shrank back, for he could not count the
dead, and it took not long to number the
living. Where was Lucy Dudleyp Hardly
on, Of those bloody, blackened faces but cod
tell of some good deed she did for them du.
ring those long dreadful hours.
Even while they were speaking of her she
came in sight, and not now mounted on her
, brown mare, but instead, the mare was har-
messed to market wagon, and its broad bot.
tom was covered with wounded soldiers.-
She was walking beside it holding the reins.
looking fearfully pale and tired; for. now
the excitement was past, her womanhood was
uppermost, and her only care was to help
} the wounded and comfort the dying.
. They knew she was taking their suffering
comrades TO the shelter of her own home.
; and not man, from the Major downwards,
) but would have been eager to escort her, but
she refused them all I; and when the Majot
pressed the matter, she told them she hiss1
the way better than they did, and was sais
enough alone. They gathered around her !;
: they called her all noble, heroic names, such
, as men use in moments Of elevation of soul !;
but she looked surprised and answered al:
most coldly, Why shouldn't do what
coulds Ny grandmother did more ot Bun,
ker Hill, and her husband died at Concord" /"
They bent before her as she turned away,
and not one Of those strong handed German
e fellows will ever forget the woman who
fought side by, side with them at the battle Of
Springfield. Home she went to find the oid
: mother dead, and the children hiding from
!, retreating rebels; but the flag still waved; and
: as the poor, pale fellows in the cart caught
{ sight of its blessed folds, the gave a feeble
! shout, touching in it's weakness.
0 All through the winter she nursed and fsd
$ that house full Of sufferers, and as one aftet
! another grew strong and left her, all she ask.
= ed them, was that they would strike manly
blows for their country, and keep the noble
2 war cry Of Zagonyi, I" Tho Union and Ere.
7 mont!" close to their hearts. No Dudley
n that ever won spurs in the oldcn days had /
: bravcr or more loving heart than hers.