The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1865-04-05

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met in the street by holIish broker, and
ontieed away 70 Connecticut, TO be sold as
q substitute. lie was far from being 4
bright boy, seemingly not fun witted. but
his childish ways were touchingly attract =
i've, lie said--and probably with truth
that until the broker led him off ho had
never passed night away from his par6ugs.
Like tired, homesiek school-boy de-,
tormined 70 play truant, ho started 10 run,
home. Being arrested he again slipped
Cf but was once moro caught, Ms he exer. =
cised no shrewduess in his fight. Deing
tried and sentenced TO death, he was put
into the condemned cell IN tho evening. to
be shot the next morning Ills boyiah
grief when told ho was to die was. heart.
rendiug With unaffected naturalnous he
sobbed ont his lament over his own hard
lot. aud for the dear ones at home. ME,
so young, to go outside the breastworks
and see the coffin and grave there, and
then he shot. don't want TO be killed. a
Won't the general parole me I" On be.
irg assured that his execution was a
certainty, he urged tho chaplain not to let.
his friends know how no died. "For they'd
feel so bad about II" ho said. II supposcs
il wouk kill my GetherF (lOr Some reason,
his father seemed closer to HE heart than
his mothcr). 81 suppose il would kill EN-
ALL They'd be thinking Of fitaights. Don't
tell en- about it," Once convinced that is
was too late to obtain n reprieve--no Of
ticial short OF tho department commander
having the power TO grant II, and there
being no time TO obtain II from him, and
having cried his cfy out--he quieted iiko
o weary child aud listened TO all tho chap
lain could say to aid in preparing him Tor
the eternal future. .Knocling on tho soak.
cd swampy groundnuder tho dripping roof
OF that gloomy cabin, in the dark and
| stormy night, ho folded his fattered hauds
and ,mcekly said his little evening prayer,
and committed himself IN seeming conf
dence to his Heavenly Fathers care. lIo
| could not read. hut he had heenli taught In
one OF the blessed mission scaoolssof New
York, and appeared TO have q pimplo.
child-like faith in God. Probably lte had not
been addicted 70 vicious habits lie said,
when asked about the way he spent hisg
evenings. that he, always worked in tho
factory dnytiues, and whom evening came
was tired and went to bed early" His
father and mother prayed with him and
taught him to do right. IF your life
should be spared asked the chaplain
would you love God and try to serve
himP" why, yes" he answered, II al.
ways did love Him." as Though in his
chIdlke trust he had no consciousness
of enmity with the Father to whom hs
had been drawn in ngrateful confidence.
After his first hard cry, the thought OF
death did not seem to occupy him He
was too much Of child TO fully realize it,
Just before ho went out TO be shot, he turn.
ed to the chaplain aud asked in boyish Gu
riosity, III die to-day, will my soul go
right up to heaven to-day2" Arriving at
the field ofcxecution, he was not at all din.
! turbed by tho terrible preparations. IIog
| walked up to the open grave and looked
| inquiringly into II without a shudder, and
then he turned to gazo at the firing party
M though he saw only kind-heartcd COM
rades there. IIe kneeled again ia pray IA
calmly as ii he were TO lie down in his own
little crib at homo. Just as his arms were
being bound a bird flew by, aud he twisted
his head around 10 follow with his gaze tho
bird in its Hight, rs though. he should like
to chase it; then he looked back again at
tho bright muskcts with soft and steady
eye as before. "Lct me kncel on the ground
aud rest on tho coffin, he said as they fixed
him in position. mo, kneel on the coflin,"
was tho order. So knoeling there, he set.
tied himself down into weary, crouching
! posture as though he were 10 wait thus d
long and tiresome. time. He had hardly
taken this place before he fell back deail
with every bullet of the firing platoon di-
Lrectly through his chest-three through
his heart. lie uttered never q groan nor
did his frame quiver. te n
Even such boys us that are here shot if
they desert. But arc they guilty above
those who sent them there? III. c. T..
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