The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1863-06-26

into the little valley at a half run, canteen.
jingiing, tnuskets at slope, .ight-waisted
officers already beginning TO pant little
men Icosenng their ku-pssck straps ready
TO throw them off when they hesin tie T.
al work. Now they cross the lit.'s brock
let in the hoi!ow-,loz-ns of ti.-m atooD
ing TO catch drancht CT the r7u,i1Y water
ard TOW aad then they check their
speed for al instsnt /, dre.s befnr. tbev
face an nnsoen ba;.s'., whose poaition il
indicated oaIr tF the laundering disch.r-
! ges which at every irs,a.t eaa.ss tie
ground.
Nick Dudley is at thei, hesJ, a. wh.re
else should ;hsi- Co'oas! he! Aud, rec
see! vh,t fiiins Gre CLEANS IN tt,e,s
dream! eyes s' be tpsn. his flushed face
up towards th. Threatening heights!
Now, bo7s"
A hosrser cheer from their thousaad
Pa-ched !hrcat, ard on they 60. sweep
inc Up tbs kill Ike orsr. sss rsv-, a
deeper rosr from the rebel guns, depressed
SO low that TIE cruel grape goes fearing
right into III. face ct ttc advancing Tank.
An irstsnt's pause, cad eut Of tl.a smoke
come pou,ue hradreds Of rebel horser. Il.
bsrhsyic fe'law., the 1la....ers x}.S fo;I, v
the harres: Of the srSrs,hct, riding down
the rebel columns-ye'iing-slashirg like
devils.
Where is the Colonel, row? WY does
not his voico rise abo3s sh. death .hyek
and ulusket that rose l!.o ;rur,oc. cali
to bis brave boys?
See Flash, flash, from Lis revolver,
! and ea"u goes rebel dyasoo;,. Too
/ late for, with the rush and rear Of cat
araet they sweep over him, apd Nick i;
lsf: lying on his back, with another and a
fresher scar across his forehead his right
arm twisted hope!es-!y under him; =
singing. numbinc pain in every nerve; .
thousand piece. Of artillery in his brain
Oh. the sweet, sweet Isht-Cicily-
all fade together from his bewitsred soul.
A crippled invalid, an exchanged priso-
ner, Is sitting in an easy chair, propped up
with pillows, in the cosiest, warmest nook
Of the oid farm house. Poor Mrs. Dudley
her Wrnkled face. so sad and anxious, is
watching him with tender eyes. lie does
30, sss.n to care for the Towers on the ta-
be, for the jeIlies, the fragrar! lemons, the
iced drinks. the little comforts and iuxu-
ries so p!entifally stre~n around him.
A cripple White, Scared face lips
contracted by sharp pain one srm gons
at tha shoulder; emscis.ed frame, shaken
by frequent fla Of coughing Iack-lustre
/ eyes, vscan.ly strayirg around the room,
/ as though seeing something forever unat-
! ta;nabIe. Not ayen a mothers love, a.
pery aiding as it is. seemed to satisfy bis
/ queruious longing. So changed So
b,oken down, Poor Nick Dudley
Mother, did YOU write to her!"
Hear his feeble voice, thin and cracked
by illness.
"Ies. NV son but" Aud here she
wipes away a furtive tear or two.
"But--ves, Of course. sbe's forgotten
ne. WIS shoulin'; she ara nothing
now -~oaly miserable wreck. Still,
wish-I could see her before I-iust 10 "a,
to her that I-reIea>a her from ihe eu-
eagome6t, that I'm--pm wiling she sho',
/ go-and Dear her no unlliuIne>s for de
.;a.I-,, ','i "''''s " ''A'
"OI nv lea7 son 10 not snoaE 60 I
NAV ba ali ! ni.taka r. shs raaIIv love-
ro,; ,,
,.c,o ,.o o,h,u q,
uyas mr. sor na,,fr n,aosb anan
AnI nc ra,', E"r,,h =, j. cIs,r
and tho moor faIiow ,,rpol veo-;rr ta,yar,
the wall vbila fsw tears tricklsd dovr
L;s ol,oaI,
4 lnorl- .. ,bo on.sr door AMI Mrs
DnJrn7 zf;ns o~t If Fla room Ia sv.
,o;nntos sha ro,n~rs
$. 49, ro,. a-I,na ,n
6 NJ ,ro1bor hn, o,;ya rna ,alau4,,-
minnie. with ,ha;, La,nn
"N(v SON ;,
"WelI"
"Can Won besrJrood nswsY'
He turns ouickIv and secs the dear ole
wr;nEled faca a|l sn,iyas,
What is it," Ard tba visttIl eve
tn-n hoeaa,hiooly .ovsrda .ha door
rns.ra of T,n.,;n-a aottar u Isc,-
an odor oc yioIsts. land darling Ciciiy Hon