Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1863-11-03

many fierce charge he led the van, with
his bright, fair hair glittering GOLD in
the sunlight, and blue CLINT in his eyes.
He was never wounded. Nothing happen
ed to disable him from his duty. He had
refused we'll earned promotion. and once,
when true cOmsade, who had marched
always at his side, had asked him the rea>
son why, he sadly answered:
Because l shall be here such little
WHILE"
81 thought you volunteered for three
years. had heard that you came in
place of a nine months man, but that you
chose to enlist for the longer time and jOin
an old regiment"
There was no answer to the inquiring
tone which made question of the remark,
and Stephen Chate, who understood
HE comrade too we'll to press the point
was as much puzzled as ever.
He comprehended it all better the night
before Fredericksburg. They sat together
on stone, little way from their tent -
For a while both had been thinking
silently of what the dawning war 90 bring.
at will be a tough fight" Chase said, at
length.
"You may we'll say So" Ash Thorny-
croft answered. at is terrible RESPONSE
b!lity to assume, that of leading men to
such certain destruction and vet, If we
can but win the victory There is hardly
! a man but would be willing to sell bis life
for that. 1t liz the only regret have in
going in, that shall never know which
side cOnquers."
"Nonsence man don't get blue after see
ing 90 much blood split as you have, and
coming out of 50 many hard bouts scar
less :"
ut was not my time hitherto. 1t is,
now. l shall 20 into the fight more joyful
~ than ever tired children went home.
have orly one wish. If you pull through
alive, take care of my body. want to be
buried at home. beside grave that was
made last march, in the Westvills church
yard. You must send me to nv father
David Thornycroft, Westville, Connecticut,
Here it is written down for you. Papers
that left at home, explaining my wishes,
will be sufficient for the rest"
His manner carried conviction at least
of his OVID faith 10 his forewarning, but
| Stsnheo Chase tried to shake it off
81 never knew presentment to come
true in my life," he said. s'urdily. you
will talk over the battlefield twentyAfour
hours from now"
Thornycroft only smiled, as be then
said:
"Do you promise what asked, Steph>
en-? Will you send my body to my father,
if it is within your power to protect
! it?"
Yes for your satisfaction promise. l
shall nat bid you good bye. though"
They were toIling up the nil. thar fatal
afternoon of the next day. ride by side,
when suddenly ThOrnycroft looked round
with kindIing eyes tn his cumrade. He
stretched out his hand with a smile which
the other will never forget if he lives till
| his hair is white.
"GoOd-bSe, Stephen %
| The next instant he fell heavily. A
/ Rebel shot had given him his mortal
wound.
With exertiuDs which would seem half
half incredible if should relate them, Ste.
phen Chase succeeded in getting him Of
the field. He was not desd, and hone
still lurked in his cumrade's heart that re
might yet live to tell at home the story of
the war. lie did not spear or move, but
faithful Stephen could feel the fsin beating
of his heart
| He did not die till the troops had gone
back across the Rappahannnck. He be-
! longed to a division which went into the
| fight six thousand strong, and went back
night with only fifteen hundred He Law
/ there with the wounded round him-the
thin ranks out of which so many brave feet
| had marched forever. Just at dawning he
looked up and met his friends eyes. He
| faltered, feehly:
defeat, Stephen l lived to know
victims. not cunquerors."
Then his face briphter ad With a sfrorro
radiance, and whispered, 80 softly that his
friend could scarcely catch the words
| whispered as to some invisible author:
Eyes, my darling, yes"
The next instant the faint heart>beat
under Stephen Chsse's hand was still.
They have buried i'm, since then. be-
side the grave where be knelt in the
moonlight the night before he went away.
! OOiy foot of earth between to two who
loved each other so dearly. Is there 90
much? Surely our dreams of the future
are not in vain. Surely somewhere, in
the heaven which is anarcbed of this
world" where sickness and sorrow never
come, and there are neither wars her ru-
mOrs of wars, sons where in that still
Land of Peace they are tasting the cup of
joy which earth denied them.
John Mprgso. and John Mprgan's wife
! and children, will spesk the ma ne Of Ash
TbOrnyeroft all their lives with such rev.
erent tenderness as be6ts the memory Of
| one Who IS enshrined in their hearts as
! saint aud as delivereF. We know not vet
for what good end he and their Iisss-God
grant that We may know hereafter-that
the seed soWn in tears We may reap with
exceeding great 10Y