The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-10-17

WnerS can vouch ne gave Us some famous
"He is nere," said Brocard. "and in sad
condition. Here are his men bringing him
upon their muskets"
head, not without great pain, and lifting his
still bantering glance to the face of San. Polo,
who stood grave and motionless, he cried, with
"Hit. colonel, hiti I am sorry, my colonel,
that you can no longer break or even put me
under arrest"
replied San-POlo. with an affected roughness
which betrayed his anxiety to encourage the
wounded soldier.
20 colonel my account is closed this time,
returned Poidoro. "Six bullets through the
body, and two of them at least through my
lungs. IT'S enough for one, mon colonel"
Then some long bsnished remem brances
seemed to return, and q sad smile played over
"Sancta Maria, mater Del" he continued. in a
tone still tinged with q sort of sorrowfnl gay
city, fora pro noble peccotoribMs, nanc ct in nora
morris nostre. Amen."
San-Polo threw himself from his horse, and
pressed q flask of brandy to the lips of the
wounded lieutenant, holding him up in his
| arms for moment to help him to swallow
| few drops
How kind you are to mel" murmured the
dying man, in q scarcely audible voice; you
seem to think that. in spite of my follies, was
| not SO bad officer after all. Keep, pray
| You, my colonel, my sword n remembrance OF
me; only unfasten the sword-knot and give 1T
|
Zanetto fifteen francs for-the DRUM broke.
A cough interrupted him. and bloody froth
appeared upon his lips. His features were
CLASSY. and, after few slight conyuisiops, all
| that remained of Polidoro fell back In the
colonePs arms.
san-Polo took the lieuten ants sword, pulled
| the knot off and hastily handed it to me; then
springipg into the saddle he rode Oft at full
gallop, without speaking word or even turn
ing his head.
the colonel" said. "You know how danger.
GUS those guerillas are even in a rout. shall
not need you until We return to Mora"
| III.
"And now that have ended" said the gen.
eral after pause, let us talk, If You please
about the rain and the weather. 1t is strange,
he continued, pressing his hand to his brow,
how all these memories return, at the time
when, thank God, our days of joy and trouble
are nearly past"
yours 7" the government clerk FASTENED to
reply. "You are good for twenty years yet"
There some honest people who always
Good !! very good!' growled the general
bending over the table to pour ont another
wine glass of cognac. {. In twenty years Will
be no more Thought of than if had never
lived. To the devil with wars and those who
make them"
While his daughter and son-in law were lift
ing their voices in pro est against such an idea
discreetly took up the lamp. and approached
the frame to examine it more closely.
"These, very probably" said, half to my.
SELF "are the watch of the grenadier Gasparini
the cross of the sergeant-major Gambetta, and
the sword-knot of Lieutenant Polidoro."
, yes yes" replied the general, without
looking toward them {" 1 bought the watch
, | and the cross from the drummer Zanett0. Poor
child! The first bullet sent him to his account
in the assault on Fort Olive, the 10th of May,
before Tarrs8ona. For goodness sake let it
| | alone"
I saw that my curiosity made him impatient,
, so 1 returned the lamp and took up my hat to
retire.
"You are leaving very soon, my friend,
said the general.
"You know, general, that must be home
, by halfpast nine.'
. Fright. Duty before all. hope you DOME
intend to put all have said upon paper ="
"You have authorized me to do so, general"
$50 be it, then; but upon one condition"
, Name it."
, THAT you will add nothing of your own t
/ it, most of you men of letters do; and tina
you will not pervert my words"
q l will try not to do so.'