Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1881-08-17

ing her features.
5'Miss Alice, you are ill!'' he ex-
anxiously. "Let me get you
some water" ii #.s
It was scarcely a moment before his
return, but even then he was shocked at
her white, drawn face. ails.t.tuI
"CaIl my sister, she had said to an
other gentleman with her, while Col.
Terry had gone for the water, and both
reached her at the same time.
"Lucy, take me home, y she whispered,
family, 81 am dying" H1
"Oh, no, darling" said her sister,
tenderly, "you will be well in the morn
ing" ,-u ft ..ut -.
AS quickly as possible the carriage was
called and the sick girl placed in it.
When they were just starting Col.
ing his hopes that Miss Alice would have
recovered by morning. She put out
her hand, and, exerting her strength,
said distinctly: fl. .otT3ra
eyes, Ishan be well in the morning.
Tell Charley" her voice failed, and,
lifting her slim white hand, she loosened
the flowers she wore at her breast and
put them into the colonel's hand. "Give
these to him-yes-in the morning."
Her voice died away to faint whisper,
and her head fell back on her sisters
shoulder. The lady who had acted as
their chaperon fastened to apply restora-
tives and the carriage rolled swiftly
away. ..s...
The next morning when Col. Terry
called to enquire after the invalid he had
no need to ask, for from the door there
hoated the mournful insignia of death.
Shocked beyond expression, the hardy
soldier turned away, unable then to even
He went again after awhile and saw Mrs.
Cameron, the hostess of the sisters dur
ing their visit. From her he learned
the brief details of Alice's death. Her
attack had been a sudden spasm of the
heart, and she had never rallied. She
had not spoken but once; then they
caught her lovers name, and repeti-
ton of the words, sin the morning."
"Poor Charley, who will tell him ?"
groaned the colonel when the LADY,
voice ceased.
"You are his best friend" she an
swered. 81 think no one else could do
it SO gently"
CT can't" he replied, shaking his
head. 81 would rather face battery.
Why, you don't know, you can't think,
how his very life seems bound up in her;
and now"
They buried her next day; six of Pic
toms friends carried his dead love to her
grave, and then came sadly back, each
questioning who would bear the tidings
RI no ont 70 hn
old brigade.
That night the order came to join the
main command, and by daylight the
troops were miles away. AS they reach
ed the vicinity of the appointed rendez-
vous desultory firing warned them of
an approaching conflict. Presently they
formed themselves In the midst of por-
ton of the command, drawn up in
piece of woods overlooking sloping
field which, on the opposite side, rose to
sharp eminence, on the brow of which
was posted federal battery.
Farther to the right the firing became
sharper, and soon the roll of musketry
swept all along the line.
" [ say, Barclay called Col. Terry,
as that officer passed him, "have you
seen Picton yet ?" And, as Barclay
shook his head, he added: "Tell the
boys not to let him know yet. Wait till
this is over"
"All right; I'll tell them,' answered
Barclay, as he galloped away.
"The old general will be wanting that
battery the first think they know" said
one OF the men, as a shell exploded over
their heads. "They'd better keep it
quiet
"Thar, what did [ tell you ?" he
added, biting off huge piece of ''1ong
green" thar go the Mississippi boys
now"
AS he spoke tawny column moved
out of the woods and swept calamity
across the field. But as they reached
the center murderous round of grape
and canister tore through their ranks,
and the column broke in confusion.
Three times their leader rallied them to
the charge, and three times they were
shattered by the CALLING fire.
"Ten you what, boys" called out the
private, who had before
spoken, that g fun comm now" That's
Cans bugle. The old regiment want
some of the pie p
LILO OlOUPCo o1u LEU LIS SdCulO SlIUu DIS
he spoke, then Strengthened himself and
waited for the command, fol- he was
:" one of the boys" The next moment
there was ringing cheer from the ranks
as Gen. Forrest rode up.
"Boys," he exclaimed, pointing with
his sword, CT want that battery
captured One regiment has tried, and
couldn't take it. Now I want you boys
to do better than that. I am going to
lead you, and [ want you all to follow
me-" ..-..
Another cheer was his answer as the
men fell into ranks.
"Charge p and down the slope rode
the gallant oldregiment, % never falter-
ing as the grapeshot swept through the
serried ranks, closing each gap as it was
made by the deadly fire; on, on, follow
ing the lead of the tall figure at the
head of the column, till they rode right
over the death-dealing guns, " sab'ring
the gunners there" and the woods gave
hack the ringing echOas of the lannon's