The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1886-09-02

shook his head, and l was certain of that
which had proof of an hour later.
"The young captain was Miss Angeles
brother. Unjust keep close watch upon you,
Monteal, thought; for we were now APP
preaching the plantation owned by Mr.. An
CELL.
"The enemy were now a considera BILE
distance in advance; it was late l.. the after
noon, and feared they would escape dur
ing the darkness of the approaching might.
Il urged the horses and men to greater
exertion, and suddenly saw that some ac-
cident had happened to the pursued.
They had come TO a halt in the center of
the road, and from the excited motions of
the men about the young captain, whom
they were assisting from his herse, knew
he was wounded.
MY men gave n hearty hurrah. and in
creased their speed. l glanced at Mon
teal. His face was deathly pal, his teeth
clenched, and his eyes fastened apon the
group of men down the road who were les
SEEMING i'll number every moment.
My God! exclaimed Monteal as he met
my glance.
~ spoke to him, but my voice was not
heard, and five minutes later we were upon
the foe.
"A few shots were exchanged, and the
u
few faithful ones who remained around
their wounded leader.
Il commanded our men back, and dis
mounted at the side of the wounded
Captain. Monteal was already upon the
ground.
THE victim of the fight lay, with his
head resting upon a saddle, pale and faint
ing. There was blood upon the face and
uniform and l soon discovered something
else.
mass of hair had fallen from under her
hat, where it had been confined, and pro-
nounced the young Captain to be woman.
4 suspected it all! exclaimed Monteal,
who seemed to have been stricken dumb
for moment. 'Oh, Edith
1.-The girl glanced up into his face, a
faint smile parting her lips.
- You remember what / said to you not
long ago, Charley?' she said family. And
then she chanted in weak tone the verse
had heard Monteal repeat:
"'Our women have hung their harps away,
And they scowl on your brutal bands,
While the nimble poinard dares the day
In their brave, defiant hands,
81 turned aside while Monteal knelt and
clasped the dying woman in his arms.
"Our bands were not altogether brutal;
for | saw several horny hands raised to
sights that were to sweep the toes from the
land.
Miss Angel had quarreled with her
lover during their last Interview, and had
said to him that she would convince him
that if her friends were rebels she was
also one. This disguise and rash attempt
had followed.
She had been wounded by n flying
shot, and already knew that death was
near.
Twenty minutes later she died in her
lovers arms. l had retreated down the road
with my men, and did not witness the last
parting; but after the end had passed Mon
teal came toward me.
There was something so terrible in his
looks that feared to speak 10 him. Out
wardly he was perfectly composed, but his
face was pale, and he carried his way very
erect.
1--we must take her home, he said,
hoarsely, without looking in my face;
please give the orders
81 obeyed his request, and we took the
lady TO her fathers abode. There another
terrible scene took place, and l was glad to
escape back TO camp.
Il lost a friend that day; forever after
Monteal avoided me, and at last told me
frankly that he could not bear the thought
of associating with one who might have
fired the fatal shot
Il understood his mood and respected it,
and Monteal wandered from my sight.
"He was killed Mt Vicksburg in the hot
est part of the fight, and l really believe he
sought death, for his carelessness of life
was much talked of.