The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1870-07-19
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. And they shall light every one against his
brother
DO ! carry on this farm? Is that a
fair question to ask man with cork
leg and bullet in his back which will
stay there till the worms gnaw it ont
However, do carry on this place, in
som, sort Of way. You never saw a
one-legged farmer before z Very likely
lit takes my pension to make both
ends meet. But love the loneliness
OF these wild woods, only relieved oc-
easionally by some queer usitor like
you, sir. Won't you come in, sir /? Tie
your horse to the fence. He's sad
looking animal, and to tell the truth, Sc
are you, sir Both Of you have seen
better days, perhaps. SO have |. More
perhaps, than my share Of the shad-
ows that darken so many lives have
fallen TO my lot but il is sometime since
they fell so thick and fast that |, to use
a homely phrase, flew of the handle,
and have never been what they cal
" well-balanced" since.
My hosts manaer changed sudden-
| ~ as he uttered the last word; the half
comic look upon his face vanished and
one Of intense pain took Its place; he
seemed obliyious Of my presence
and Of everything but the bitter mem,
ory upon which he dwelt; presently he
began 10 speak, as to himself, with in.
tense earnestness and emphatic gestie-
ulation, evidently telling his story just
as it bad become familiar to his mind
br constant dwelling upon it
/ He started as though he was shot; e;
and SO lie vas poor little fellow killed
SO quick that he had not time to bid
MS brother goodbye. | thought wher
/ he fell over, bis bat covering his face a'
he fell, that he was fooling
Get up, Tommy, | said Recolle
YOU are soldier on picket duty, ant
then | saw a spot Of blood, rnd snatch
ed his hat away just in time to see tn,
death.qmyer on bis lips Tie curseC
bah had ttruok him in the forehead
aud left It's leadeu mark upon the fail
skin II God had been pleased jus
then 10 have aimed thousand thun
derbolts at me, and shiyered me t,
atom 5, ! would have thanked him, as
shall thank him now when be sends hi
messenger My poor little brother
whom ] loved SO much. was dead
put bis blanket under his head AM
spread my handkei chief over bis face
and Was just trying 10 think what t
DO next. when another ball, aimed a
me, struck the ground. turned lik
lightning and saw the smoke oi thr
discharge saw il just curling ava.
from the foliage 81 an elm tree. stand
ing in the open aeld, not hundre'
yards away and ] knew, the moment
saw il, that the man could hardly es
cape nae, 'ot | had learned to shoot
There was a little hillock some twent,
yards IN advance Of the brush whiel
was supposed 70 be our cover Snatch
ing up my rife reached il ia dozel
bounds, but just 10 time to receive
,uitd discharge from tie tree. TIL
bsll struck my leit arm aud made
ilesh wound IN Il. 1, was very unlucky
Il made nle feel less saru u vengeance
il bothered me sI,ou, loading Icroueh
81 down 10 hind j; up with Int az vel
as | could i, vas not very bad. Til
4au IN the tree sas that was wound
Cd he laughed lerisiyely, be was no
a coward.
No matter about binding il gp sal
be. ] wili send you a iihisber 10 4 min
ute. eolld nol sce him, De eoal,
nol SEQ much % me; made no repl.
10 his remark bu, leyeled my ride. a.
iag tie summit ~ the hilloek ior d rest
and hoped ihai fate aould give me