The Lincoln County herald., 1870-06-23

she looked in vain, and at lost aband doned
tho search.
The ncxt day the victors gave them
selves up to the onjoyments Of their
triumph; and, profirng by their intem
perance ind lack of vigilance, Anna
passed out Of their camp aud disappeared
in the sdjuccnt woods. II was sixty
miles to the nearest friendly camp, over
a broken, almost impossible wilderness,
infested with robbers and swarming with
the scouts Of the enemy. On foot, desti.
tute Of supplies, undefended, and without
. guide, the dauntlcss woman set out on
her perilous fight. Chance threw a
splendid horse in her way; and mount
ing 1t, she dashed away along the noun
tain pathway. A terrible storm had
now come on the night was pitchy dark,
and it was only by tho aid of the frequent
flashes CT lightning that she was enabled
to pick her way among the rocks and ra-
vines and avoid instant death. On reach
ing the Cauras River, she found II a roar.
ing, maddened torrent, swollen by the
L..'J iaiiIs tv ueuriy q tnird or q mile IN
width. Destitute of q saddle she dared
not trust herself upon her horse in the
strong current, and adopted the unro
mantic but safer expedient Of clinging
firmly to his tail until the dangerous pas.
sage was effected. TO increase her mis-
fortunes, she lost her way, and wandered
about in the storm for three days before
finding any Of her friends; and during
the whole time she scarcely closed her
eyes in sleep, and subsisted entirely upon
roots and the few Indifferent fruits which
she could gather on the way.
Not long after this her first child was
bosn-Menotti Garibaldi, who subse.
quently distinguished himself in the war
between Italy and Austria, nnd more re.
Gently did some gallant fighting in the
short but disastrous campaign against the
Eternal City. When her babe was but
few weeks old, she set out with her hus.
band and the republican army on long,
weary, and disastrous retreat through the
forests and across the mountains Of Brazil,
her babe in her arms. On the
march they were overtaken by a severe
storm. She become separated from her
and it was only through the
most indomitable perseverance, and heroi m
that she was enabled to save the life of
herself and child. 1t was during the
dieary hours she passed in that wilder
ness, divesting herself of almost every
particle Of clothing to keep her babe from
perishing, that the seeds Of that disease
were planted which . few years after
claimed her as its victim.
In 184S, when the gallant followers Of
Mus.;.i we've satharine around the stand.
ard Of Italian nationality, Garibaldi has.
tened back to his native land to join bis
fortunes with those of bis struggling
c couatrymen. The stirring events Of
l849 followed and when the patriot
leader was shut up in Rome by the army
Of France, his faithful wife passed in
disguise through General OudiGet's lines
and joined him, rendering efficient ser
vices in encouraging the weak and waver.
ing and nursing the wounded and sick.
She devoted herself to these unfortunate
men with such earnest and untiring zeal,
that her healths already enfeebled, en-
tirely gave way and when the final Co
tastrophe came, and the remnant Of the
patriotic army passed out of the city in
one direction, as the victorious French
entered it from another, she was unable
to walk, and had to be caraied in the arms
Of her friends. In vain Der husband in.
sisted that she should not attempt so
perilous q journey. But she begged so
earnestly to follow thom, saying that il
she must die she could not bear the
thought Of breathing her last under the
aag Of the destroyers Of Italian liberty,
that Garibaldi yielded, and she set out
with them on that famous retreat. Her
sufferiugs were acute; but che bore them
bravely, gradually sinking, however, un
Ill the fatal moment when hes brave spirit
was released from its sut1erings and
passed to happier land. She retained
her consciousness almost to the last mo-
ment, cent loving messages to her chill.
arou and other friends, and died, calmly
and peacefully, in tho arms Of her hus-
band.
Ten years ago, her remains were still
resting in the humble grave which FIRST
received them, unmarked by any stone or
inscription nor up to that time had Gar,
ibsldi revisitad the L.livwed SpUt. Fur
len years tho chains Of enslavcd Italy
slauked above her grave; but then,
thanks to the arm upon which she leaned
70 trustingly in life, the day Of righteous
came, and the Austrians were
from the land they'had SO long
oppressed aud delugcd with blood and
lears. Whether, since these happy days
have come for Italy, any memorial has
been raised to perpetuate the noble wo-
nsn's memory, we know uot Nor does
1 matter. The solidcst granite could
rot add to the immortality Of her fame,
nor could sculptured marble correctly
portray the beauty Of her life and death. |
10 the heart Of every true native of sunny
Ltaly-in the bosom of every lover OIL
iterty, under whatever skies be may live
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