The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1878-02-08
TAKING 1T COOLLY.

Some of many instances of extraordi-
nary GOODNESS in the midst of danger and
otherwise that have been recorded are
here offered TO our readers, together
with some amusing sayings and doings.
When gallant Ponsonby lay grievously
wounded on the field of Waterloo he
forgot his own desperate plight while
watching an encounter between couple
of French lancers and one of his own
men, cut off from his troops. AS the
Frenchmen came down upon Murphy, he,
using his sword as if it were a shillelagh,
knocked their lances alternately aside
again and again. Then suddenly setting
spurs to his horse, he galloped off at full
speed, his eager foes following in hot
pursuit, but not quite neck and neck.
Wheeling round at exactly the right mo-
ment the Irishman, rushing at the fore
most fellow, parted his lance and struck
him down. The second, pressing on to
avenge his comrade, was cut through
diagonally by Murphy's sword, falling
to the earth without cry or groan ;
while the victor, scarcely glancing at his
handiwork, trotted off whistling "The
Grinder"
Ponsonby's brave cavalry-man knew
how to take things cody, which, accord
ing to Colonel r. p. Anderson, is the spe-
cial virtue of the British man-of-war,
who, having the utmost reliance in him
self and his commanders, is neither east
ly excited nor readily alarmed. In sup
port of his assertion the colonel relates
how two tars, strolling up from the Dill
Kusha Park, where Lord Clyde's army
was stationed, towards the residency
position at Lucknow, directed their steps
by the picket of horse and foot. Sud-
denly a twenty-four pound shot struck
the road just in front of them. Pm
blessed, Bill" said one of the tars, if
this here channel is properly bouyed!'
and on the happy-go-lucky pair went to
towards the residency, as calmly as II
they had been on Portsmouth Head.
During the same siege very young pri-
vate of the-old One Hundred and Sec
ond was on sentry, when an eight-inch
shell, fred from gun hundred yards
off, burst close to him, making a deal of
noise and throwing up an immense guam
THY of earth. Colonel Anderson rushed
to the spot. The youthful soldier was
standing quietly at his post close to
where the she'll had just exploded Be
ing asked what had happened, he replied
unconcernedly, "I think a shell has
busted, sir"
Towards the close OF the fight of mixer
mann, Lord Raglan, returning from TAX
ing leave of General Strangways, met a
sergeant carrying water for the wounded.
The sergeant drew himself up to salute,
when round shot came bounding over
the hill, and knocked his forage cap out
Of his hand. The man picked it up,
busted it, placed it carefully on his
head and made the salute, not a muscle
of his countenance moving the while.
&C. neat thing that, my mani" said
Lord Raglan. Yes, my lord, return
ed the sergeant with another salute, "but
miss is as good rs mile" The COM
mander was probably not surprised by
such an exhibition of sang-troid, being
himself good that way. He was badly
hurt at Waterloo, aud says the Prince of
Orange, who was in the hospital, " / was
not conscious of the presence of Lord
Fitzroy Somerset until | heard him call
out in his ordinary tone, Hollo! Don't
carry that arm away until | have remov-
ed my ringl' Neither wound nor opera
ton had extorted groan from his lips.
The Indian prides himself upon taking
good or ill in the quietest of ways, and
from tale told in Mr.. Marshalls Goa
madam Dominion" his civilized half
brother would seem TO be equally unemo-
tional. Thanks mainly to a certain
Metis or half-breed in the service of the
IInlen,, Uo,y Stony xvarrior
was found guilty of stealing horse, and
condemned to pay the animals value by
installments at one of the company's
forts. On paying the 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 leveled his musket full at the half
breeds head. Just as the trigger was
pulled the Metis raised the hand with
which he was writing and lightly touch
ed the muzzle of the gun; the shot
passed over his head, but his hair was
singed off in broad mass. The smoke
clearing away, the Indian was amazed to
see that his enemy still lived. The 9TH
er looked him full in the eyes for an in
slant, and quietly resumed his writing.
The Indian silently departed unpursued,
those who would have given chase, being
stopped by the half-breed, with, eco |
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
At a certain distance he
babe them wait, and advanced alone to
the Indian tents. Before one of these
sat crouched the baffied savage, singing
his own death-hymn to the tom-tom. He
that he must now say good
bye 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