Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-10-16

tiitNs WIN n tVuA uaiA ltN@Ni"hs haAt NNs''
mandiug, and wholly charming.
'Sho It amt much to tell. No more
than the res, Of EN- ; not so much as, some. .
done my best, lost my leg, got few
bullets here aud there, and amt mnch
use anyhow now"
A shadow passed over the mans face
as be spoke; and well il might, Tor it was
hard to be disabled at twenty-five with a
long life Of partial helplessuess before
him, Uncle Ben, who was steering. for
got his duty in his sympathy, and regard
ed the wooden leg with silent respect.
i Milly showed hers by keeping The mos
quitocs of him by gently waving green
bough, as she sat behind him. But Roses
soft eyes shone upon him full of persua.
slye interest and a new tone of respect
was in her voice as she said, with a mar
tial salute:
. .'Plcase tell US about yonr last battle.
| had a cousin in the war, and feel as if
every soldier was my friend and comrade
! since then"
Thauky Miss. I'll tell you that
with pleasure, though it ain't much any
way" And, pushing back bis hat, the
, young man rested on his oars, as he rap.
l IDLY tod his little tale.
: "My last battle was naming one
of the latest and boodiest of the war
. We were doing our BEST when there
G came a she'll and scattered hali.a.dozen
r Of US pretty lively. was knocked fiat
But | didn't feel hurt, only mad, and
e jumped up to hit 'cm again; but just
r dropped, with an awful wrench, and the
e feeling that both my legs we're gone T."
=, "Dd no one stop to help you?" cried
Rose.
if TOO busy for that, Miss. The
boys can't stop to pick up their mates
g when there are Rcbs to be Knocked down.
;, | knew there was no more fighting for me
II and Just laid still, with the balls SINGING
l. round me, and wondering where they d
j. hit next"
ID -" How did you feel ?" questioned the
r girl eagerly.
IN Dreadful busy at first for. every
d thing I'd ever said. seen or done seemed
if to 90 through my head, till | got so dizzy
D. trying to keep my wits stiddy that los
le 'em altogether. did not find 'cm agil
ID till some one laid hold of me. Two o
:; our boys were lugging me along back bu
.. they had to dodge behind walls and Gu
" up and down, for the scrmmage was 90
ing on all around us. One Of the fellow
G, was hit in the shoulder and the other il
r, the face, but not bad and they manage'
to get me into sort of ravine, out o
at danger. There l begged 'em to leave me
t. thought was bleeding to death rapid
Mt and just wanted to die in peace"
d. but did they leave you?" And Rose
D face was all alive with interest now.
m "Gucss they didn't" said the man gi'
nc lug a stroke or two, and looking as if h
found it pleasant to tell his story to 50 win
I'd some listener. Just as they were a
he wits end to know what to do with me, W
came upon young surgeon, lurking thcr
IN, to watch the fight or 10 hide--don't kno'
i'll which. There he was, any way, lookin
er scared half to death. Tom Hunt, IN
~ mate, made him stop and look at me. NJ
de leg was smashed, and ought to come o
right away, he said. DO it then ! say
c Tom. He was one of your rough-and
,r, rcadys, but at heart as kind as a-wel
as woman"
And the boatman gave smile and
a nod at the one opposite him.
ed Thanks but do tell on. 1t is so il
tcresting."
ed You must Dreadful things do IL
'k. good, and other peoples sufferings teaC
he me how to bear my owu," said Rose
3D. her impcrious way,
"You don't look as if you ought
zen have any"
IF; AMI the mans eyes rested on the fa'
The opposite, full of a pleasant blending
en-, admiration, pity and protection.
ou Il have but not like yours. Go
please"
TIL "Well, if you say, so here goes. II
BUS surgeon was worried, and said he couldl
at do nothlng--hadn't got his instrument
,ol- and so on. Yes, you have. Out wi
EN- says Tom, rapping on case he Sc
t?'' iu the chaps breast-pocket. Cant do
he without bandages, he says, next. lie
lsy they are, and more where they cal
FROM says Tom; and off came his shi
IT." sleeve and was stripped up in a jiffy.
den must have help, says that confounded ST
geon, dawdling round, and me groani
lru- my life out at his feet. Here's he
'-off lots Of it, says Tom, taking my head
fore his arm, while Parks tied up bis wound