Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1881-11-28

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came 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, that hardy
| soldier turned away, unable then to
offer his services if they were needed.
He went again after awhile 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 sudden spasm of the
heart, and she had never rallied. She
had not spoken but once, and they
caught her lovers name and a repetition
of the words, sin the morning"
"Poor Charley. who will tell him p
groaned the colonel when the lady's
voice had ceased.
eYou are his best friend" she an
swered. 81 think no one else could do
it 50 gently"
81 can't" he replied, shaking his
head. 81 would rather face a battery.
Why. you don't know, you can't think
how his very life seemed bound up in
her, and now"
They buried her next morning; six
of Picton's friends carried his dead love
to her grave and then came sadly back,
each questioning who would bear the IL
dings 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 we're 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 portion 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 a fed
| eral battery.
Farther to the right the firing had be-
come sharper, and soon the roll of mus
kerry swept all along the line.
81 say, Barclay called Col. Terry
as the officer passed, shave you seen
Picton yet?" and as Barclay shook his
head, "tell 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 had better keep it
quiet"
"Thar, what did | tell you ?" he add
ed, biting off huge piece of "long
green :" ''thar 60 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 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.
TELL you what, boys" called out the
private who had before spoken, "thar's
fun comm now! That's Gangs bugle.
The old regiment want some of the pie"
He stopped and felt his saddle-girth
as he spoke, then Strengthened himself
and waited for the command, for he was
zone 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, al want that battery captur-
ed. One regiment has tried and could
not take it. Now | want you boys to
do better than that. I am going to lead
you, ond want you all to follow me-"
Another cheer was the answer as the
men fell into the ranks.
.'Chargel" and down the slope rode
the gallant "old regiment" ;" never falter-
ing as the grape shot 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 gunuers there" and the woods gave
back the ringing echoes of the famous
"rebel yell'' as the victory was won.
Won! Yes, but at a fearful cost.
That fatal slope was drenched with the
blood of the Southland's bravest sons.
After that charge Col. Terry found
himself face to face with Charley Picton.
"My God, how can I tell him l'' NUT
tered the colonel to himself, as the gal
liant young fellow rode towards him,
holding out his hand.
alt takes the old regiment to do up
things in style!' he said, grasping the
colonel's hand. "Say, Terry, did you
see Miss Alice? Coleman has just got
back from Memphis, and he told me she
had gone on visit to some friends in
c."
But as he spoke, he suddenly put his
hand to his side. 81 am shot, be gasp
ed family. 1t was true. A stray bull