The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1880-03-12

SOON lSllOW NO hcNSH VIII Aun ""~ys
bat lie never will distinguish himself,
that is ceFtAiD,' now, in contemplation
of this courageous cowardice, felt in.
clined to dofF our hats to the simple,
manly fellow we had hnderrated and to
ask his pardon. But there was little
said in acknowledgement or praise /; it
was 4 tender subject. involving this
fCregone lighter estimate but there
were warthth and ffiendliness In The
sGood nights which conveyed to him
sense of sympathy, an assurance to
his modest mind that he had hot spoken
too freely, remember Cain Browne,
said, laughingly, as he lett the tent,
AFTER all, Captain, You may win your
Gordon 6te,t before any of us yet
''They wers light words spoken hasti-
ly, out OF the warm, kind heart of the
young officer, as good natured remark
to evince his belief in that moral cour-
age which should make them no longer
light words in the memory of as who
listened to them.
"The next day we fought the battle
of fChancellorsYille. Toward the latter
part of the day, when defeat was be-
ginning to stars US in the face, after
the earlier promise of victory, which
combined and splendid action aud the
most untiring galiantry had given, I
received message from Major Dalzell
to send reinforcement to the LETT wing,
where Captain Metro and himself were
enlesYcring to hold their ground and
save their colors. had only hand
ful of men that l could i'll spare, bdt I
sent them Immediately, tor knew that
Dalzell would not have applied for
help unless he had great need. I'M
mediate action being suspended for
time on my right, / had a brict oppor-
tunity to observe the movements of the
left. As l looked through my glass, |
saw Dalzell advance with his column,
not a larSs body of men, but compact
ard in order. A heavy roar of muske-
try met them still they kept on. though
could see that the raking fire had told.
The next charge was more fatal. As
the smoke cleared the lamepted effect
was obvious. More than one gallant
fellow had fallen; among them was their
leader, Dalzell The column begsn to
waver. The consequence at this partic-
ular point of a panic and rout would
be especially disastrous. rose in my
saddle in my exeitehien.: 'Ah,' ]
thought, 'lf could only dash forward
to the retcuep
cat that moment / saw thAt o new
leader had arisen. / saw him rush for
ward l saw HIM glance back to the
broken, wavering ranks; saw him
beckon them on with his s~6rd, and, /,
more than all, by look OF command
that impressed me even then. At sight
of him the wavering fsnks Elosed in,
and dashed forward with = shout that
reached me where / watched, and
which knew meant victory or death.
A few moments later the Sixteenth came
up to reinforce the right wing, and l
had the liberty to ride forward. Mel
roe--for you have guessed that he was
the leader who took Dalzell's place
Melroe, by bis magnetic leadership, his
dash AID spirit, had saved his colors
and Won; fot his men at least, famous
victory, one of those side issues of sue
cess which go far to amellorate the
greater defeat.
"Bdt it was q victory didn't feel
t11uGh like rejoicing in, as saw Melroe
himself lying on little hillock, shot
through the heart. The Color-rerkeant
"a little Irish fellow-had dragged
him to the upland where he lay, and as
| approached he took off his cap, more
Hs HouoE 70 buc 0eSAu su4u W AuS3 81O
said chokingly:
&C See that, Colonel; he seized 'em
ont of my hand as was tux dizzy-like
with this scratch on my forehead, anj
when l came 20 myself be had got his
death a-saving of me and the flag SIR
'sThe little Sergeant had laid the col
ors upon the breast OF his dead officer as
tenderly as . tt1vther might strew f1ow-
ers upon her child. Cam Browne just
then joining me, pointed out to him
the sad spectacle. Cam bent over and
touched the tattered remnants that
meant so much and had cost so much.
sFIe has won bis GORDON 5leu = he said,
significantly. Yes, he had Son his
Gordon 6le,<, the brave little fellows
fighting double enemy every inch of
the way" The Colonel paused D mo.
f,.ent and took out sty old memorandum