Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-10
Taking it Coolly.

Taking it COolty.
Some of many instances of extraordi
nary GOODNESS in the midst OF danger and
otherwise that have Leen recorded are
here offered to our readers, together with
some amusing sayings and doings. When
gallant Ronsonby lay grievOusly wounded
en- the field of Waterloo he forgot his OWL
desperate plight while watching an en-.
counter between couple of French Ian
GERS and one of his own men, cut Oft from
his troop. AS the Frenchmen came,down
upon Murphy, he, using his svvord as il
it were shillelagh, knocked their lances
alternately aside again and again. Then
suddenly setting spurs to his horse, he
galloped off full speed, his eagerfoes fol
lowing in hot pursuit, but not quite neck
and neck Wheeling round at exactly
the right moment the Irshman, rushing
at the foremost fellow, parted his lance
and struck him down. The second, press.
ing on to avenge his 'comrade, was cut
through diagonally by Murphy's sword
falling to the earth without a cry or a
groan, while the victor, scarcely glanc-
ing at his handiwork, trotted off whistling
q The Grinder
Ponsonby's brave cavalryman knew
how to take things cody, which, accord
ing to Col. r. P. Anderson, is the special
virtue of the British man of-war, who,
having the utmost reliance in hizm self and
his commanders, is neither easily over ex-
cited nor readily alarmed. Insupport of
his assertion the colonel relates how two
tars, isuolling up from the Dil KusAa
Park, where Lord Clyde's Army was
stationed, toward the Residency position
at Lucknow, directed their steps by the
pickets of horse and foot. Suddenly, a
twenty-four pound shot struck the road
Just in front OF them. Sim blessed,
Bill,' said one the tars, :" if this here chan
mel is properly :buoyed!" and on 1.-THE
happy -go-lucky pair went toward the
Residency, as calmly rs if they had been
On Portsmouth Hard. During the same
siege very young private of the One
Hundred and Second was on sentry,
when an eight-inch she'll, fired from a
gun hundred yards off, burst close to
him, making deal ofnoise ana throwing
up an immense quantity of earth. Col.
Anderson rushed to the spot. The youth
full soldier was standing quietly at his
post, close to where the she'll had just
exploded Being asked what had hap
pened, he replied unconcernedly, II
think she'll has busted, sir"
Toward the close OF the fight of mixer
mann, Lord Raglan, returning from TAX
ing leave Of Gen. Strangways, met Ser
geant carrying water for the wounded.
The Sergeant drew himself up to salute,
when a round shot came bounding over
the hill, and knocked his forage cap out
of his hand. The man picked it up, dust
ed it on his knee, placed it carefully on
his head and made the salute, not mus
Gle of his countenance moving the while.
IA neat thing that, my mani" said Lord
Raglan. ayes, my Lord" returned the
Sergeant, with another salute, "but miss
is as good as mile" The commander
was probably not surprised by such an
exhibition Of sang froid, being himself
good that way. He was badly hurt at
Waterloo, and, says the Prince Of Orange,
who was in the hospital. II was not
conscious of the presence of Lo, Fitzroy
Somerset until heard him call out, in
his ordinary tone, "Hollo! Don't carry
that arm away till have taken off my
ring!' Neither wound MOI operation had
extorted a groan from his lips.
The Indian prides himself upon TAX
ing good or i'll in the quietest Of ways,
and from tale told in Mr.. Marshall's
"Canadian Dominion" his civilized half
brother would seem to be equally une-
motional. Thanks mainly to a certain
metis, or half breed in the service Of the
Hudson Bay Company, Sioux warrior
was found guilty of stealing horse, and
condemned to pay the animals value by
installments at one of the company's
forts. On paying his last installment he
received his quittance from the man who
had brought him to justice, and left the
Office. A few moments later the Sioux
returned, advanced on his noiseless moe
casins within pace of the writing table,
and leavelel his musket full at the half
pulled the metis raised the hand with
which he was writing and touched light
ly the muzzle of the gun; the shot passed
over his head, but his hair was singed off
in a broad mass. The smoke clearing
away, the Indian was amazed to find that
his enemy was still alive The
other looked him full in the eyes for an
instant and then quietly resumed his
writing.
The Indian silently departed unpur-
sued, those who would have given chase
being stopped by the half-breed, with,
go back to your dinner and leave the
affair to me-"
When evening came, a few whites,
curious to see how the matter would end,
accompanied the metis to the Sioux en-
campment. At a certain distance he babe
them wait, and advanced alone to the In
dian tents. Before one of these sat
crouched the bafied savage, singing his
own death hymn to the tom-tom. He
complained that he must now say good
bv to wife and child, to the sunlight, to
his gun and the chase. He told his
friends in the spirit-land to expect him
that night, when he would bring them
all the news Of their tribe. He swung