The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1864-03-11

agony and shriekiny tor water. past heaps
Of slain IN all imaginable sttisu lea, pas,
the corpse of the Saxon private who was
qusriered in her mothers house. and who
had breakfssted gaIy with them IN the
morning
AZ Johanna approached the New Gate
the firing showed her the engagement, WAS
still in progress. To observe it III. be,
ter, she made for slight Elevation oc the
left. called the K-|kberg (lime hilD With
in the barriers of the town. Upon her
~av hi,her she passed Two men in drv
ditch prgiug off he heals Of number Of
barrels, IN hope OF booty. In its steal
they FIND cartridges, and eke they swear.
French cartridges, reported universally 10
donad their discovery in disgust, and the
girl puraued her way. Upon the kalberg
she found veteran who had served the
Seven Years War, and WAS now living in
Lureburg. The old man lent Johanna
hi. field glass, and explained to her the
object OF the maneuv1as they beheld
They SAW Morsnd's fving troops halted
and led back to attack the New Gate :;
followed it's gallant defence with lively in
tercst; noticed with apprehension. the
Prussian fire slacken. and the French
massns for assault, The veteran com
municated to Johanna his fear that anmu
milton wa. growing short, and finding the
tide Of battle begin to roll towards the
kaiberg descended from bis post and ad
vised Johanna TO mske the best Of her way
home.
Slowly and unwilingy the girl retrsced
her steps through = side street towards
New Gate, but had no. gone far before
she noticed an old man Of her acquain,-
snce sitting upon an ammunition wagon
abandoned during the French retreat
"Why, Muller, what are yOu doing
here?' she asked in surprise.
Been looking for something good, my
girl" Was the reply. Find nothing bur
cartridges"
Cartridges! The word strikes out y
thought, IS flint brings sparks from steel.
The very thing needed TO carry on the
fight, A supply here; = store in tn bar
rsis IN the ditch: our men short Of am
mun:ion, rs.reating, beaten. Nov to al
ford them heip
"Quicl, Muller - cried johanna. "Fill
my apron with cartridges I've plenty
more in front. Our men are coming that
way Oh victory shall be ours rer. ~
Fired bv her enthusiasm. the old man
TREMENDOUSLY flied Johanna'> apron with
the preciou, load. The brave girl grasp
ed the corners of the Carmen, in her
teeth, and hurried away to empty it near
the barrels. Again and again. with e Iow
ing g, and rapid feet .he hSstened upon
her devoted task Meantime the fghr
came nearer Bullets began to whistle
around the pair. Muller o,t heart and
beat n retreat. cnnnseIng johanna TO f., =
iov his example Blu, she WA. not SO
-s-ilv terrified Aad now, -he c!snber.
np'n the wagon and tiilad her apron un
assisted. carving i, off to suguent her
-tor. without h-e"ing the more rapid
Spa,,.r OF The eaden bail.
s'n y sudden, midway with load, she
found herself between two bodies cf
troops. A light lain falling. the men
wore their overcoa.s and she was unable
TO Distinguish friend or foe While hesrra-
ting what to do. she was reached hv a
company Of Prus-isn Jsyers rushing with
lev-ed ba, onets TO take The French IN
| flank Johsg IA ran on y few steps beside
the I-sdin: officer asking whether the
French would get h. town sgain
! he officer told her yrntil, 30 be Of
shout her business hn, aide -
stop! Wh., have you got 'heEe tha
feels 20 heavy =
"Carrridges"
Cartridges. Aud we without a bal :.
Whence?"
'pnt Of The wagon, there and I've
go' heap moe in the ditch behind y
Halt, men - came next with mighty
Pru~siaD oath
In a moment four soldiers were empty
ing Johanna'> apron by their officers com
nand and distributing It's contents among
other cornradcs She hurried on to the
ditch amid the hurras of the Jsgers,
showed them the supply. then ran back TO
the ammunition wagon for more Hot
ter grows the French fire, but the Prus-
slams respond to it now with cheerfulnesS
and vigor. Grape and reund-shot begin
to take Their victims, and let out many a
hardy fellows lie b., Johanna never
fal'ers in her sef-appoinred task Hold
ing her apron with her 'eeih. she pushes
the cartridges into the breasts Of the ia
gers uniforms to distribute her prizes the
quicker. Friends fall beside her but she
never stops. The enemy come closer, bur
she hss no fear. During one It her trips
Saxon officer galIops out upon her from
an adjacent garden with An nplifed sabre.
Seeing her danger, a Cosssck rushes past
her with leveled ance and stretches the
Saxon on the ground. The unntsiIigih'e
iaryon of her rescuAr first shows the girl
the peril she has escaped
Bv the Aid of The ammunition Furnished
by Johanna Stegen. the French were KEEP,
at distance until renforcements could be
brought up from within the town. Then,
"a dusk was drawing in, a combined
charge, in which Morand was badv
wounded and taken. scattered the assail-
ANS irre'rrvabiv, and the day was won.
johanna had Teen wonderfully preserv
ed in the midst of dangers to which
she va. exposed Her clothes were rid
Id l. KILL bot