The Centre reporter. [volume] (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, 1878-02-14
Tnkingit CoollN.

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dinary coolness IN the midst Of danger
and otherwise that have been recorded
are here offered 10 our readers, together
with some amusing sayings aud dOings.
When gallant POnsonby lay grieviously
wounded on the field of Waterloo he
forgot his own desperate plight while
watching au encounter between couple
of French lancers and one Of his own
men, cut of from his troop. AS the
Frenchmen came down upon Murphy,
he, using his sword rs If il were a
shlllelagh. knocked their lances alten-
ntely aside again and again. Then sud
denly setting spurs 10 his horse, lac gal
loped of at full speed, his eager foes
following IN hot pursuit, but not quite
ueck ani neck. Wheeling rom 1 at
exactly the right moment the Irishman,
rushing al the foremost fellow, parrlod
his lance and struck him down. The
second, pressing on 10 ayenge his COM
rade, was cut through diagoually 10y
Murphy's swuri, falling 10 the earth
without cry or groan; while the victor,
scarcely glancing NJ his hAndiwork, trOt-
ted of whistling "The Grinder.
Towards thr close of the tight Of
Inkermaun, Lord Raglan, returning
from taking leave of General Strang-
ways, met u sergeant carrying water for
the wolniel. The sergeant drew him
self up tp salute, when round shot
came bounding over the hill, and
knocked his forage cap ont of his hand.
The man picked Il up, busted II on his
knee, placed Il carefully ON his heal aud
made the salute, not muscle OF his
sounteuaucr moving the while. A
neat thing that, nav man = said Lord
Raglan. " Yes, my lord, returned the
sergeant, with another salute. but n
miss il az good as n mile" The com
mander was probably not surprised 10y
such an exhibition Of sang IrUid. being
himself cuoi that way. He WAS badly
hurt at Waterloo. and SAYS the Prince OF
Orange. vino was in the hospital,
WAS not aware OF the presence Of Lord
FitEroy Somerset until | heard him call
out in his ordinary tone, Halo don
carry that arm away until have taken
oii my ring q Neither wound nor uper-
alton had e1;ortcd 9 gruan from h:s
lips"
The Indian pridcs himselfupon taking
good or III tn the qulc;cst Of WAYS. aud
from tale told IA Mr.. Marshall -
Canadian Dominion" ms civilized
half-bruther would seem 20 be equally
International. Thanks mainly 10 a GER
tain Mctis or half-breei IN the service of
the Hudson Bar Company, Sioux war
lior was found guilty % stealing horse,
and condemned 30 pay the animals value
bv installmen,s az .une nf the company =
forts. On paying the last installment he
received his quittAnce from the man WHO
had brought him 20 justice. and left the
Office. A few months later the Sioux
returned, advanced on hisnoiselcss moe
rasins within pace OF the writing table
leyeled his musket fall at the half breed =
lead. just Rs the trigger was pulled
the Nets raIsei the hand with which he
WIS writing and touched lightly the
muzzlo OF the gun; the shot passed over
his head, but his hair was singcd of IN
broad mass. The smoke clearing away,
the Indian was amazed b. see that his
cuemy still lived. The other looked
him full in the eyes for an instant and
quietly resumed his writing. The In
dian silently departed unpursed, those
who would have given chase being stop
ped by the half-breed with. Go back
II your dinner and leave the affair 10
Inc.
When evening came, few whites.
curious 10 see how the matter would end,
accompanied the Metis 90 the Souix en-
campment. At certain distance he
lade them wait, and advanced alone TO
the Indian tents Before one of these
sat crouched the baillsi savage, singing
his own deaih-hymn - the tom.tom. He
complained that he must now say good
bye 10 wife and child, to the sunlight,
to his gun and the chase. He told his
friends in the spirit-land 10 expect him
that night, when no would bring them
all the news Of their tribe. He swung
his body backwards and forwards as he
chanted his strange song, but never
once looked up-not even when his foe
spurned him with his foot lie only
sang on, and awaited his fate. Then the
lalf breed bent his head and spat down
on the cronching Sioux. and turned
leisurely away--a crueller revenge than
IL he had shot him dead. - Chambers
Journal