Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1881-02-14

that could be done for Hayden, as soons
as the enemy's bullet had struck him.
When I last caught sight of the poor fel-
low there was droop about the corners
of his mouth, and yellow pallor IN his
cheeks, which showed that he was not in-r
sensible to the gravity of the situation.
But Camlion had taken care to bring
fash of brandy along with him, and a
quiet, steady cheerfulness of demeanor
that, was, perhaps, a better cordial still.
Left to ourselves, Belton and / had
nothing to do but to wait; and we did
wait for what seemed to US many intoler-,
able minutes. The river lapsed smoothly
and silently by; bird skinned over the
surface; breath of wind rustled the
leaves over our heads. I began to fear
lest the suspense should make Belton's
hand unsteady. Just then half-smoth-l
cred exclamation reached our ears from,
the direction of our unseen companions
and almost simultaneously with it the
sound of a heavy step passing from the
bushes to the open margin of the stream.
The time was come. Bolton crouchedi
with his rifle at his shoulder; our eyes
were fastened ON the opposite bank. Sud-
denly white puff of smoke leaped forth
"a sharp, fat report, like the cracking of
whip; then the low, unmistakable thud
of bullet striking. The stricken man
staggered and fell. The white smoke
Il = - IaI
passed away saw the figure for which
we were lying in wait emerge from its
covert. The same instant the bang of
Belton's rifle rent the stiffness: yet I had
time to remark something inexplicably
familiar in that alert, graceful forin-some-
thing not compatible with its blue belted
blouse and high boots And what hap
pened next? To me it all seemed like an
ugly, tumultuous dream. I remember
leaping down through the bushes to the
waters edge. 1 remember seeing Hayden,
alive and unhurt, supporting Camlion's'
dying head on his knee, while he tore
open the front of his uniform, and dis
closed the shirt stained with blood. L
remember Bolton, with ghastly face and
I sobbing breath, tearing loose the painter
of a small skiff that was moored close at
| across the stream. And / know-but
| how / cannot tell-that he was going to
fetch the body of the woman he loved,
and whom he had slain. For the famous
sharp-shooter of the Rapidan was Rosa
lind Capel.
| She was still living when he brought
her in but she had been hit mortally
in the right side, and was fast bleeding
to death. But she smiled as we lifted
her out, and her voice, though very faint,
was distinct and composed.
clay me by Captain Camlion, she said;
''I shall like to die beside him. Had you
no more worthless men in your army but
you must lime me with man like him?"
II was the one you were to have had,
said Hayden; ''but at the moment
the captain flung me down and went
forward himself. 1t was too late to
help it then. God knows am sorryi'f
and he burst into tears as he said it.
Rosalind smiled strangely, and moved
her hand until it touched Camlion's.
Captain Camlion acted like the hero
he always was" she said, now almost in
audibly. ''I loved him-never any one
else-never you, you double traitorl" she
added, turning her darkened eyes on Bel
ton, who knelt in yoiceless despair before
her. ''Last night you sold your adopted
country for kiss" Her eyes half closed
for moment, ani she breathed stertorf-
ously. She opened them once more, turn
ed her face toward Camlion, and made an
effort to lift his hand to herl lips. / helped
her to accomplish her purpose. ''Thanks ~
she whispered. ''I am not fit to kiss his
mouth; buff he were alive-I would
ask his leave-and- pardon!" ..
She did not speak, after this, and in a
E few minutes she died very quietly. sa
: Among Camlion's papers was found q
letter to Bolton, explaining his object in
+. sacrificing himself. ''You are my friend 3!
it ran; 81 will not stand between you
S and her, now that know that you love
g each other; but shall never find a better
), time or cause to die than this" sg zt1s.
e Poor Belton!. He was acquitted by
t the court martial appointed to try hin
). on the charge ofhaving given information
n to the enemy; but fear there was tina
in his memory which made the remainde
/ of his life more bitter to him than an!
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