Connecticut western news., 1881-10-05

lG WdS SCdEC01y A mOm0ub UO1OE0 u1S return, but even then he was shocked at her white, drawn face.
 Gall 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," she whis- pered, faintly, "I am dying"
 "Oh, no, darling," said her sister, tenderly, ''you will be well ID the morn ing"
 As quickly as possible the carriage was called and the sick girl placed in it.
 When they were just starting Col. Terry wished them goodnight, expres- sing his hopes that Miss Alice would have recovered by morning. She put out her hand, and, exerting her strength, said distinctly:
 "Yes, shall be we'll fin the morn ing.' 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 hastened to apply restoratives and the carriage rolled swiftly away.
 The next morning when Col. Terry called to inquire after the invalid he had no need to ask, for from the door there foated the mournful insignia of death. Shocked beyond expression, the hardy soldier turned away, unable then to even offer his services if they were needed. He went again after while and saw Mrs. Cameron, the hostess of the sisters during 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 lover's name, and repeti- tion of the words, [" In the morning."
 "Poor Charley, who will tell him ?" groaned the colonel when the lady s voice ceased.
 'You are his best friend" she answered. ''I think no one else could do it so gently"
 ''I can't" he replied, shaking his head. CT would rather face 8 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 Picton's friends carried his dead love to her grave, and then came sadly back, each questioning who would bear the tidings to the gallant sabreur far away with the old brigade.
 That night the order came to join the main command, and by daylight the troops were miles away. As they reached the vicinity of the appointed rendezvous, a desultory firing warned them of an approaching conflict. Pres ently they formed themselves in the midst of portion of the command, drawn up in piece of woods overlook ing sloping field, which on the oppo- site 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.
 "I say, Barclay" called Col. Terry, as that officer passed him, ''have you seen Picton yeti" And as Barclay shook his head, he added 'sTell the boys not to let him know yet. Wait till this is over.''
 ''All right I'll tell them," answered Barclay, as he rode away.
 "The old general will be wanting that battery the first thing they know, " said one of the men, as shell exploded over their heads. "They'd better keep it quiet.''
 Thar, what did tell you ?" he add ed, biting off huge piece of "long green ;" thar go the Mississippi boys now"
 As he spoke tawny column moved out of the woods and swept gallantly across the field. But as they reached the centre murderous round of grape and canister tore through their ranks and the column broke in confusion | Three times their leader rallied them te the charge, and three times they were shattered by the galling fire.
 "Ten you what, boys," called out tn, long-legged private, who had before spoken, " thar's fun comin' now That's Gans's bugle. The old rigiment wan some of the pie P
 He stopped and felt his saddle-girtl as he spoke, then strengthened himsel and waited for the command, for he wa "one of the boys." The next momen there was a rirg1ng cheer from tn ranks as Gen. Forrest rode up.
 "Boys," he exclaimed, pointing witt his sword, 'I want that battery cap tured. One regiment has tried, an, couldn't take it. Now want you boy to do better than that. I am going t lead you, and want you all 10 folio, me-"
 | AAoIhoI CAooI "aS AAS auSWor, aS Gn men fell into ranks.
 "Charge!" and down the slope rod the gallant ''old regiment" never faltel ing as the grape-shot swept through tn serried ranks, closing each gap as was made by the deadly fire; on, or following the lead of the tall figure g the head of the column, till they rod right over the h-dealing guns
 "sab'ring the gunners there," and th woods gave back the ringing echoes ( the famous "rebel yell' as the victor was won. Won Yes, but at fearft cost. That fatal slope was drenche 1 mill, tbo hlood of tho Goutbla,oda lua.